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Chapter 274 Storm and Arrival

Richard naturally rewarded Baroric for providing such crucial information, giving him three bottles of Wind Elegance Potion and three bottles of Fire Dance Star to deal with minor dangers.

It wasn't that Richard was stingy, but rather that higher-level potions were either unsuitable for people without a wizard's physique, or required a basic level of mental strength to activate, and there were no suitable potions for Baroric.

Barring any unforeseen circumstances, Richard will naturally provide Barolorick with some more supplies once they return.

Although Richard had saved Barolorick before, these are two separate matters.

A life-saving grace is a life-saving grace.

It would be unreasonable not to reward someone who has followed you and provided such important information, as it would also hinder your motivation and enthusiasm.

but

Baroric, holding the alchemical potion Richard had given him, looked delighted. Although he had heard of and even met some wizards, he knew it would be extremely difficult to purchase such potions. He hadn't expected to gain so much simply by providing Richard with a piece of information.

For the next period of time, everything was calm and peaceful!

Of course, the credit goes to the experienced captain Barrolick, who skillfully navigated the Princess around several dangerous areas, such as the whirlpool-prone waters and the raging sea.

On this day, Barrorick tells Richard and Stephena about an adventure he had experienced.

Suddenly, the sailors on the lookout tower high in the mast began waving flags.

"Hey! There seems to be a big storm ahead, I'll go check it out!" Baroric, interrupted, bowed slightly to Richard and Stephanie.

"Let's go! Let's go take a look together." Richard was also quite interested in the lookout's interest.

In the past two months, they have encountered many sea monsters and sea creatures, and even been pursued by the Sea God Cult, but they have not encountered any major storms.

So when he heard that the Princess was about to encounter a storm, he came to the deck with Stephanie.

In the distance, on the horizon, a vast, dark cloud, so thick it blotted out the sky, was spreading toward the Princess.

Perhaps because the Princess was also heading towards the dark clouds, the sea soon became rough and the wind and waves became high.

Soon, raindrops the size of soybeans began to pour down from the sky, pattering painfully against people's faces.

"Quickly!! Lower the sails!!"

"Retrieve the cable!"

"Fixed artillery and ammunition!!"

With the shouts of Captain Barolorick, First Mate Ottombo, and Gunner, the entire crew sprang into action like ants!

The storm came too fast, and the preparations were a bit rushed. Fortunately, the sailors were all elites, and after a brief period of chaos, everything was basically ready. Now it was time to face this natural disaster head-on!

The wind and waves are getting bigger and bigger!

The Queen is like a leaf, with one peak followed by a valley, and then another peak.

One hour!

Two hours!

Three hours later, many of the elite sailors could not withstand the rollercoaster-like turbulence and began to vomit in their cabins. Instantly, the narrow cabins were filled with the sour smell of vomit.

This caused even more crew members to vomit!

Oh, right!

Another important figure, the esteemed wizard, Miss Stephana, also couldn't withstand the turbulence and began to feel unwell. If Richard hadn't been supporting her, she probably would have vomited soon.

If this were an ordinary person, they would probably vomit up all their bile!

"Crunch, crunch!!"

The sickeningly sour sound of wood scraping together filled the air.

This is the sound of the ship's hull structure deforming due to high winds and rough seas.

If the keel is not strong enough, then under such a super storm, there is no other possibility but that the ship will be destroyed and everyone on board will perish.

Fortunately, the Princess was a battleship!

At this moment, all the crew members were relieved, because the construction standards for merchant ships and warships are very different. While there might be a possibility of shoddy workmanship on ordinary merchant ships, it is almost impossible for warships, which are the cornerstone of a nation's military power, to have such a situation.

That's why the Princess was able to survive such a natural disaster.

Looking at the scene before him, Richard couldn't help but sigh, "Faced with the power of nature, I'm afraid only wizards of level three or above can withstand it with ease; even level two grand wizards can't."

If it were him, and the ship wrecked and everyone perished, Richard, being unskilled in water-based magic, would likely have little chance of survival.

It's not about the wind and waves, but rather the many unknown dangers that lie ahead once you fall into the sea.

one day!

Two days!

The intense storm lasted for three whole days.

It wasn't until the third day that the storm subsided a little and gradually calmed down!

"Captain Barrolick, have we veered off course?" Richard asked, standing at the bow of the ship and looking at the still gray sky with moderate rain.

"Lord Richard, according to the compass, we are not deviating from our planned direction. Basellus Island should be just ahead," Barolok replied after taking out a round bronze compass covered with densely packed numbers from his pocket and examining it carefully.

Richard nodded, "That would be perfect."

"By the way, Baroric, you mentioned Baselles Island last time. You're not familiar with it, are you?" Stephanie asked from the side.

"Yes, Lord Richard, last time my ship sank and I was killed, and I drifted to Basel Island. But luckily, the next day I encountered a Tulip Kingdom ship that was taking shelter from a storm, so I survived. And it was then that I memorized the location of Basel Island."

"At first, I didn't know the name of the island; it was the sailors on the ship that rescued me who told me."

"Oh, right, as far as I remember, Baselles Island is quite large, and there seem to be indigenous tribes on the island. The sailors from the Principality of Tulips also told me that they wouldn't have stopped at Baselles Island if it weren't for the storm, because these natives are very savage."

"In addition, I also saw several trails on the island leading into the depths of the jungle, but I didn't dare to go deep into them at the time, so I really don't know what's inside." Barolok thought for a moment, then poured out everything he knew like beans spilling from a bamboo tube.

Richard nodded slightly. It seemed that finding a site on such a vast island would be extremely difficult.

I originally thought that since Basel Island is an island, it shouldn't be too big and wouldn't be too difficult to find. But I didn't expect that there are several indigenous tribes there, so the area must be quite large.

With only a small crew on the Princess, it would be very difficult to find the ruins left by Rodrigo!

How about making contact with those indigenous tribes?

Richard thought about it and felt that only by relying on the local people's strength could they possibly find the ruins successfully.

"coastal!!"

The sailors on the lookout tower waved flags and shouted!

Everyone on the ship immediately came out of their cabins and looked ahead.

Sure enough, a black line slowly appeared at the edge of the distance.

In the captain's cabin, a brief meeting was immediately convened.

Richard, Stephena, Barrolick, and First Mate Otombo quickly agreed that Captain Barrolick would stay on the ship to ensure the safety of the Princess, while Otombo would lead twenty elite close combatants to accompany Richard and Stephena ashore first.

If manpower is truly needed at that time, then we can come back and redeploy personnel, but the first batch of personnel should not be too large.

In addition, these melee fighters are more useful for searching and doing odd jobs; they obviously can't help Richard in combat.

Because this time, the battle isn't the key; finding the ruins is.

Soon, the Princess anchored about fifty meters from the shore to avoid any sudden attacks from the indigenous tribes on the island. This distance was enough for the people on the Princess to react.

Two small boats were lowered, and Richard and Stephena, along with a group of melee fighters, quickly held off the enemy on Baselus Island.

Upon arriving on the island, Richard discovered that Basel Island was covered in lush vegetation, with various trees, shrubs, and vines everywhere, creating a tropical jungle landscape.

Braving the drizzle, the group walked along a muddy path in the dense forest.

This path must have been frequently used by local indigenous tribes; otherwise, it would probably have been covered by dense vegetation within ten days to two weeks.

First mate Ottombo was at the very front of the group, wielding a huge battle axe to chop tree branches and clear a path!

Suddenly, Richard spoke up: "Stop! It seems we've run into a little trouble!"

Richard keenly sensed that just a few dozen meters ahead in the dense forest, more than a dozen pairs of eyes were watching them.

Everyone was stunned!

"Whoosh!" A thin arrow struck the orc Outombo's leather chest armor! But it couldn't penetrate and fell to the ground.

"Enemy attack!!" Ottombaugh shouted immediately.

"Clang! Clang!" The melee fighters immediately drew their knight's longswords and raised their shields to form a circular formation, blocking the attack from the trees not far away.

"This is a blowgun! It seems to really be indigenous." Richard glanced at the long, thin, feathered arrow that had fallen to the ground. It was made entirely of sharpened wood and had no iron arrowhead.

"Wah la la! Wah la la!"

A strange cry came from the tree, followed by a dense rain of arrows. Except for one unlucky melee fighter who was hit in the palm, the other blowguns were blocked by shields or thick leather armor.

"Whoosh!"

More than ten lean indigenous people, wearing feathers on their heads and with their faces painted, swung down from the dense vines of the tree.

These men, armed with blowguns and short spears, surrounded Richard and his party.

That's right!

A dozen or so people surrounded the twenty-odd people.

Richard could sense that the shouts of the natives earlier seemed to be some kind of signal, and now there seemed to be some movement coming from not far away, which must be the natives' reinforcements!

At this moment, a particularly tall native stepped forward. He had three red lines painted on his face, one more than the average native hunter, which should indicate that he was of higher status.

"Outsider, this is not a place for you!"

As soon as the other person finished speaking, Richard and Stephanie exchanged a surprised glance!

Huh! It's a common language. It seems that Baselus Island isn't as isolated as I imagined.

But what's the reason for this hostile attitude? Has it been invaded by outsiders, suffered serious harm, or been deceived?

"Lord Richard, let's just take them all out!"

"How dare they ambush us!!" First Mate Otombo said angrily.

If Lord Richard hadn't left no orders, given his temperament, he would have already gone up and hacked these natives to pieces.

Richard shook his head slightly and said to the tall native:

"We have a reason for being here, and if possible, I would like to meet with your chieftain and have a talk."

This wasn't a sudden whim of Richard's; he had this idea while on the ship.

According to Barolorik, the island of Basel is vast, and the best way to find the ruins is to rely on the indigenous people, who are familiar with the local area, all sorts of strange places, and have plenty of manpower.

"Outsider, this is your last warning. Leave immediately, or you will become our prisoners!" The tall native showed no respect for Richard and rejected his suggestion to see the tribal chief without hesitation.

"Perhaps after you see this, you'll change your mind!" Richard smiled slightly and waved his hand.

A gigantic dark elemental hand appeared out of thin air, grabbed the terrified, tall native, flung him through the air, caught him again, flung him again, and caught him once more.

After a few tries, gently place the other person on the ground.

"puff!!"

The tall, burly man was pale and vomiting violently.

"Hahaha!" Orc First Mate Outombo and a group of melee fighters burst into laughter.

They had previously encountered a storm at sea and suffered greatly; this time, they were giving this rude native a taste of what it's all about.

The other natives, after witnessing Richard's bizarre scene, were all astonished and dared not make a move, instead whispering among themselves.

Richard just used the level zero sorcery Shadow Grip, which is not powerful enough to fight against strong enemies, but it is perfect for toying with this native in front of him!

After a long while, the native with three lines on his face finally stopped vomiting, stood up, and bowed to Richard with his hand on his chest, saying, "Respected wizard, please forgive my rudeness. I did not know that you were a great wizard. You and those despicable gold prospectors must not be on the same side."

"Please wait here for a moment, I will go and report to our tribe's Apache shaman immediately."

"Oh! Gold prospectors? There's a gold mine here?" Richard raised an eyebrow and said.

"Yes, we have several gold mines here, all of them rich mines, so every year many gold prospectors come. These people do all sorts of evil things, killing our people, not even sparing women and children." San Dao Gang recalled with a furious expression.

No wonder!

Richard suddenly realized that the other party's methods towards strangers had been a bit too extreme, starting with a blowgun; so that was the reason behind it.

"Are your shamans also wizards?" Stephania asked curiously from the side.

"Well, I guess you could say that, but they might be a little different from the wizards outside. I'm not sure exactly, but the shaman specifically instructed that when we encounter wizards like you two, we should show them extra respect and report to them immediately."

Stephanie nodded. It seemed that the Apache shaman held a very special position in the indigenous tribe.

(End of this chapter)