Weird Wizarding World

Seagulls chirp and waves crash.

The salty sea breeze brings these noisy sounds together to the ears, forming a loud music.

But it couldn't cover up the cheers of the sailors.

The bow deck was already crowded with sailors wearing gray and white linen short-sleeved shirts.

They rubbed shoulders, stood on tiptoes and looked at the land not far away, shouting with joy!

"Bananka——!"

Crunch.

On the other side, Colin also opened the door of the captain's cabin and walked out.

The sea breeze blew gently, stirring the golden hair on his forehead.

'Bananka...'

He stared at the clearly visible island not far away, exhaled softly, and felt slightly relaxed.

Bananca Island is coming soon.

Finally getting rid of the dangerous environment at sea, I can breathe a sigh of relief for a while.

After thinking for a moment, he walked towards the bow deck.

"grown ups."

When the sailors saw him coming, they all greeted him and stepped aside to clear a path for him.

There is a small area of ​​deck behind the ram of the three-masted schooner, under the foresail.

The view there is excellent and it is an excellent viewing platform.

Colin quickly came to the railing there and looked out.

A half-moon-shaped prosperous port comes into view.

At this time, as the distance got closer, the long coastline occupied his entire field of vision.

On the blue sea level, there are countless ships of different shapes floating.

Wooden sailboats like theirs only account for a small part, but there are many types -

Sloop, ketch, multimasted, flat-bottomed, pointed-bottomed, broadheaded, narrowheaded, and even a catamaran.

Of course, there are more steel steamships without sails and smoking black smoke.

Woo——

From time to time the sound of the whistle came.

Those gray-blue steel ridges cut through the waves under the powerful power of the steam engine, moving forward rapidly, stirring up snow-white waves.

These steamships look similar to the steamships of previous generations, with several thick chimneys erected on the gray and blue decks.

But if you look carefully, there are still many differences under closer inspection.

The steamships in this world are overall more rugged, and there are obvious traces of witchcraft in many details.

The closer to the port.

There were more and more ships on the left and right. Captain Lear controlled the three-masted sailboat and kept a safe distance from each other.

At this time, the sailors no longer gathered at the bow of the ship. Under the command of Lear, they gradually lowered the sails and sailed towards an empty space on the pier, preparing to berth.

"stop!"

Suddenly, a hurried shout sounded on the empty deck.

"Turn to starboard, barque, you can't moor in this space."

The voice continued.

Following the faint fluctuations of magic energy, Colin looked towards the source.

On an iron watchtower not far in front of the bow, a figure holding a trumpet-shaped witchcraft tool from a previous life was watching them.

The figure noticed his gaze and moved her lips.

A clear voice sounded again on the deck.

"Don't look at me, turn around quickly, there is a ship coming into the harbor behind you!" The voice was cold and impatient.

'grown ups? ’ Lear stepped forward and asked hesitantly.

"Turn around." Colin said calmly, not caring about the attitude of the figure with the trumpet.

Do as the Romans do. In a port as big as Bananca, it is normal to have some rules for berthing... The empty space in the port may be reserved for other uses.

Lear nodded, turned around and directed the sailor to control the sailboat to slowly turn and sail towards the corner.

"All sails lowered!"

"Bosun, pay attention to the sea ahead. The water here is not as deep as before."

He kept instructing.

Large ships cannot berth at random locations.

It is necessary to comprehensively consider the depth of seawater and the geological environment of the seabed.

If it is too deep and the anchor cannot reach the bottom of the sea, it will have no effect of fixing the ship, and throwing it away will be in vain.

If the geology of the seabed is too soft, it will also be impossible to fix the ship, which is equivalent to throwing it away.

If the geology is all rocky, it is very likely that the anchor can be dropped, but it may not be recovered.

Metal anchors can easily get snagged on rocks and become unable to be retrieved.

However, there are mostly suitable anchoring areas near the ports, so there is no need to worry too much.

On the watchtower.

The figure holding the horn watched them gradually turn around and nodded with satisfaction.

‘This ordinary three-masted sailing ship can be anchored anywhere…

The good seats must be reserved for the steamships of the wizards and adults, it would be too wasteful to give them. ’

"The leading captain has never even seen the wizard's remote transmission... I guess he is a countryman from somewhere.'

While thinking to himself, he picked up the brown book on the table and carefully recorded Colin's clothing and appearance.

[Blonde hair and blue eyes. 】

【Handsome looking. 】

He thought for a moment and then filled in the word "very" in the middle.

[Age between ten and thirty years old. 】

[Wearing a gray witch robe with a triangular crest. 】

[The ship is a somewhat dilapidated ordinary three-masted sailboat. 】

【……】

[Note: I have never seen remote sound transmission. It may be a countryman from a small place. 】

After writing this, he closed the book and put it aside.

Continue to direct the ship to berth.

For information like this, the seals at the dock would come to him every day to buy it.

For him, it can be regarded as an additional amount of income.

Plop!

A huge black anchor was lowered into the water from the bow of the ship.

Ding~ding~ding.

The thick iron chain holding the anchor head made a clanking sound.

There was a dull sound as the anchor hit bottom.

With a creak, the sailboat that was originally moving slowly suddenly stopped in place.

Not a moment.

Two small boats were lowered from the side near the port and then headed towards the dock.

Before the boat arrived at the dock, the noisy sound gradually reached Colin's ears.

The sounds of vendors shouting, brokers soliciting customers, and the noise of passing people talking.

Although I haven't seen the specific scene yet, I can imagine it from the sound alone. It must be an extremely lively scene.

The port has a dense flow of people and is an excellent location for the market.

In the past, Blackstone Island was a small island, basically closed to the outside world. Without outsiders, it was naturally impossible to form a port market like this.

Listening to the noisy voice, Colin couldn't help but look forward to it.

He didn't have to wait too long.

With the hard work of the sailors, they quickly arrived at the dock.

Stepping onto the pier, what caught Colin's eyes was indeed as bustling and lively a scene as he had expected!

In the wide open space, people came and went.

Some were wearing knight armor, some were wearing wizard robes, and some were aliens with horns or an extra tail.

Between the flow of people, there are also large and small horse-drawn carriages carrying goods and customers.

From time to time, you can still see a thick steam locomotive passing by, puffing out black smoke.

Further away, there are stalls set up by various vendors.

This scene seems chaotic at first glance, but upon closer inspection, it seems to reveal a unique order.

The sailors behind him who had never seen this scene were shocked from ear to ear.

Sister Renee couldn't help but have a nervous look in her eyes, and subconsciously moved closer to him.

"Let's go, let's find a place to live first." He strode forward with Renee.

As for the crew behind them.

He had made everything clear to them before disembarking.

He will always set sail again soon.

The crew were just ordinary people, and the ship was just a dilapidated three-masted sailboat.

Ocean sailing is too dangerous for both humans and ships.

Therefore, when he arrived at Bananca Island, it was the day he separated from the crew.

"big……"

Lille, whose mouth was open in shock behind him, saw him leaving and immediately subconsciously wanted to call out.

But soon, he reacted and swallowed the unfinished words back into his stomach.

Colin had made it very clear to them.

Staying on Bananka Island is their best choice...

but.

Looking at everything unfamiliar around him, he was inevitably a little worried and shrinking.

But he turned around and glanced at the large group of sailors gathered behind him, thinking of their three-masted sailboat docked at the port.

His heart suddenly felt at ease again.

Not long after.

After some discussion, the crew members moved forward and gradually blended into the surrounding crowd.

There will be another chapter later