Pirates: It's not a mythical beast, it's a phantom god

"Little devil from the New World, can you take the place of those of us trapped on earth and see the scenery in the sky?"

He spoke the last sentence in a lower and lower voice, as if he was not talking to Ossi, and left without waiting for a reply.

[This guy is filled with a determined soul, he's really...]

Osi raised the corner of his mouth and shouted to the tavern owner and others who had already walked away:

"Don't worry! I will definitely make it to Sky Island!"

"This is you and me, Lord Osiris, and your agreement!"

[So this little brat’s name is Osiris…]

Ignoring the foolish looks from the people around him after hearing the word "Sky Island", the tavern owner limped forward with a smile.

He seemed to be walking on a star-studded avenue that no one had ever walked on before. The mocking words of the passers-by around him were like weeds on the side of the road and could no longer cause any emotional fluctuations in him.

……

"Tongue."

"Hmm? Is that you?"

At this time, Tang Li was holding a piece of bread that was about to go moldy, preparing to go to the casino to spend some money.

Seeing someone blocking his door again, he became impatient and wanted to drive the other person away.

"What are you doing here?"

"Go away! Don't block my way!"

"I'm still rushing to the casino to make a fortune!"

"You can get rich today without going to the casino."

"Here, help us build a boat."

As he spoke, the tavern owner handed over a key.

Chapter 123 On the Wings of Dreams

"That tavern owner you mentioned isn't a liar, is he?"

At night, after a busy day, Ouba was fiddling with a pile of various flintlock rifles, which she had stolen from the pirates who laughed at her during the day.

Since I'm leaving soon anyway, I might as well consider it as a gift from them to me.

"That man didn't lie."

Ossi sat cross-legged on the wine barrel, eating cherries while replying in a firm tone.

"That's easy now. We just have to wait and set off tomorrow morning."

Wright's tone was somewhat relaxed at this time. If possible, he really didn't want to be washed into the sky by some ocean current as recorded in the notes.

This is not something a decent person should attempt.

After going through so much trouble along the way, he is now a little afraid of heights.

"By the way, this morning, it seemed like an area of ​​the sea east of the island suddenly turned dark, like night. Did you notice?"

"Well, the island residents said it seemed like a natural phenomenon. It happens a few times a year at irregular intervals. It's nothing strange."

"Oh~~~ That's really magical..."

"Get ready. We'll be leaving here tomorrow morning, whether the man Ossi mentioned shows up or not."

Jhin was fiddling with the record pointer in his hand, planning that if nothing worked out tomorrow, he would fly up into the sky alone to look for it.

As for why he didn't use this method from the beginning... there is actually a cognitive problem here.

The existence of sky islands in the New World is actually no secret. Generally, people with a little experience know about it, and some people have even tried to capture certain small sky islands.

But for the people in the "paradise", it is completely different. The so-called "floating island in the air" is completely a fantasy.

This information asymmetry caused Jhin to believe that the real Sky Island was hidden by something and could not be reached by conventional means when he heard that everyone here believed that Sky Island did not exist.

That's why he spent three days searching the island for any clues.

……

The words are divided into two parts.

While Osi and his party were gathering their strength and quietly looking forward to tomorrow, the ship graveyard was bustling with activity.

"That tall guy, why haven't you nailed the planks down yet?! Why have you been squatting there for so long taking a shit?"

"And you! Look at the size, is it correct?! The gap between these two floorboards is big enough to bury your uncle!"

"Freihell, stop fiddling with your broken chain on the bow! Get down here!"

"You guys all look big and strong. Aren't you good at fighting? How come you're not even as good as a few hooded brats when it comes to work?"

In the dark night, Tang Li was directing everyone to use the parts dismantled from various ships to reassemble a new ship.

I have to say that although Tang Li is a money-loving person, he does his job very seriously when he is paid, and he has not stopped at all from morning till now.

Fortunately, most of these ships were manufactured in the Seven Water City or modified to imitate the standard ships of the Seven Water City, so suitable parts can be found in the bayonet joints of some key parts.

Otherwise, one day and one night would not be enough to build a boat.

"This tonic is really stinky~"

A pirate who was hammering nails complained.

"Who can blame them for their ability? If a dozen of us were to try, we probably wouldn't be able to build a boat in a month."

"Hmm? Brother Haier, what are you thinking about?"

Fryhail, who was fixing the chains, seemed to be worried.

"I was wondering how Senior could have asked that guy Tang Li for help."

"And who are those hooded kids that Tang Li was talking about just now? Are there any hooded people here?"

"No? Don't scare me!"

……

"What are you babblein' about? If you have nothing else to do, go and get those wings! It won't be long before dawn!"

Tang Li, who was fixing the mast, saw that everyone's movements had slowed down, and hurriedly and impatiently urged them on.

Not far away, the tavern owner was standing side by side with the old pirate who was watching the ship, looking at the ship that was gradually taking shape in front of them.

"You spent all your savings to buy that pub, didn't you? Don't you feel bad about giving it away now?"

The old pirate stopped smoking at this time, but asked with the long pipe on his back.

"It would be a lie to say I don't feel bad. After all, I've lived there for more than a decade. It's my home."

"It's hard not to feel sad when you've lost your home~"

The tavern owner sighed and said.

"But compared to losing my home, I'm more curious about whether Sky Island actually exists. This is related to whether everything my companions and I did back then was meaningless."

The tavern owner said this and looked away, looking at the sea in the distance at night.

"I still remember the old man before I went out to sea for the first time... I think he was my master."

"He said that the sea is a man's destiny. It's never the sea breeze that pushes our boat forward, but the unyielding dream."

"Although the process wasn't always pleasant, and I even paid an unacceptable price for it, but..."

The boss limped forward a few steps, then looked back at the ship that was being fitted with wings. He turned back and said to the old pirate with a smile:

"As for me, I really love adventure!"

"..."

"Leica, you..."

When the dying old pirate heard these words, his cloudy eyes opened wide, as if he had recognized the other party all over again.

In his eyes, the tavern owner, whose edges had been smoothed out by reality, whose beard was unshaven and whose body was a little fat, seemed to have returned to the youthful and vigorous state he was when they first met.

……

8:00 am, west coast of Gaya Island, port.

"You're here?"

"I am coming."

"You shouldn't have come."

"?"

"What nonsense are you talking about, little brat? Didn't we agree yesterday to meet this morning?"

"Ahem~ Sorry, I just said it casually."

"Start over."

……

"How's it going? Did you bring the goods? Bring it here so I can test whether it's pure or not."

"What the hell? Are you okay, little brat? Why are you saying weird things so early in the morning?"

When the tavern owner saw this unreliable guy in front of him, he felt a little uneasy.

Snapped!

"Sorry, my sister's brain isn't very good."

Obei behind her knocked Osi on the head, pushed her away and stepped forward.

"Are you the one who said yesterday that you have a clue about how to get to Sky Island?"

"Just tell me what your conditions are. And how can you guarantee that your method is true?"

Ou Bei didn't believe that the other party really had no intention, so he asked directly.

"I do know a way to get to Sky Island, but whether I can succeed depends on luck."

"As for the conditions... I hope you can take our ship to Sky Island."

As he spoke, he pointed to a strange-looking ship slowly approaching from the distance.

The ship was not big, and was generally of medium size, but it had a pair of huge wings across the sides of the hull.

The surface of the ship was bright red, looking like it had just been painted and then quickly dried over a fire, and it was somewhat uneven.

At the bow was a long, angled mast that looked like a horn, with a string of rattling chains below it.

But the strangest thing is that there are many upright poles on the deck of the ship, and the fence at the stern is specially raised. I don’t know what they are used for...

"Wow, what a cool boat!"

Ossi fell in love with this makeshift boat at first sight.

"Red, with horns, we can advance at triple the full speed!"

Oubey ignored Ossi, who was jumping up and down to the side of the boat, and continued to look at the tavern owner in front of him and asked:

"You mean to promise to give us a way to get to Sky Island, and then your reward is the ship you provide?"

"Correct."

"..."

"I'm sorry, but there's no such thing as a free lunch. I'm sorry, I can't trust you."

Chapter 124 Under the Wings of Dreams

"Sorry, I don't believe in pie in the sky, so I can't trust you."

Oubey said coldly, crossing his chest.

“But we’re serious!”

Before the tavern owner could say anything, Fryhail, who was driving the boat, couldn't help it and jumped off the boat.