The wind stopped from nowhere.

The air is extremely dull and the sea is extremely calm. The black cumulus clouds form rolling mountains at the junction of the sky and the sea. The highest peak runs straight through the heaven and earth, just like the residence of the legendary gods.

"It seems that the storm is coming."

Genes closed the reconciliation book in his hand, took a few dusty covers, and gently pressed the rolled corners of the book, and then walked from the captain's room to the deck with a steady and elegant pace.

He was the most trusted captain of the mayor of Lubeck, Hermann. He had led merchant ships to sail from Lubeck in the North Sea to Alexandria in the Mediterranean, and was therefore appointed as the commander-in-chief of the Wenlan Expedition. The blonde hair, which always smelled of roses, was his most prominent feature. It was very long, drooping from both sides to his shoulders, and the bangs on his forehead were far beyond the bridge of his nose.

"Captain, I still haven't seen the land!" the sailor on the lookout shouted at Genes, "For so many days, there is no other island except the sea, and there is no one!"

"It's right not to see it." Genes smiled slightly, "It's less than a month since we left Ireland. If we can find Wenlan in this way, then Wenlan will have no value to look for."

"Captain, that's it, I see that our sailors are a little panicked these days." The first mate on the ship came over and said, "We did not sail for a month, but we didn't see land for a month. This is something we have never seen before. The most important thing is that for Wenlan, we only know that it is in the West, but we don't know the specific direction. If we continue to sail like this, if we cross with Wenlan and sail all the way to the world's border, we will fall into a deep abyss from the waterfall on the world's border!"

"Isn't there any chart?" said Genes. "Compare, where are we?"

So the first mate unfolded the chart full of monsters on the deck and showed it to Genes with his fingers.

"A month ago, we left Ireland. According to the chart, we would encounter stingling rays, sea worms, multifooted monsters, sword-girl whale in turn, and finally encounter an evil dragon. According to the information given to us by the mayor, we would continue to go west after encountering the evil dragon and then reach Wenland. But Captain, we sailed for more than a month and haven't even encountered the stingling rays yet!"

"Not meeting does not mean that you have not passed by. The crew members prayed all the way, and it should be of some use."

"But if we don't see these monsters, we can't confirm where we have been." The first mate said, "There are seas around here!"

Genes smiled and shook his head.

"It's okay if you don't need to encounter it. First of all, our ship speed remains the same..."

"No?" said the first mate. "It's changing every day. It was against the wind a few days ago, it was a good wind a few days ago, and the wind speed was also different."

"It's true, but if calculated in one month, the average speed is not much different..."

"Isn't it a lot worse?" said the first mate. "The wind in the previous month was not as strong as the wind in this month."

Genes's face twitched.

"Of course we can't calculate the exact speed, but with this vast land, these speed deviations are negligible. Okay, let me finish it. We spent about a month from Lubeck to Ireland, and another month after leaving Ireland. If we calculate it like this..."

He placed his thumb in Ireland and his index finger in Lübeck's position, then kept his thumb still with Ireland, and turned his index finger to the west of Ireland. In this way, the index finger pointed out a new point on the chart.

"Look, we are about to enter the sea worms, and we are still far from the borders of the world."

He patted the first mate on the shoulder and told him not to panic. Then, he looked up at the sea - after the unusual calm, the sea began to wave again.

"The wind is rising again, this is not very good. Let the sail take away the sail first."

"Captain!" the sailor on the lookout shouted at Genes again, "Back! A ship appeared behind us!"

"Ship?" the first mate shouted to the observation deck, "How can there be a ship in this sea area? See clearly what kind of ship it is?"

"I guess it was the Swedish king's army." Genes said to the first mate with a smile, "I can bet on a Nomisma."

"You said that it was the fleet of the Tianfang Empire, which is more credible. OK, I bet." The first mate responded, "In terms of motivation, it should be the fleet of the King of Sweden. But Jennas, you can't just consider the motivation. We set out from Lübeck and left the King of Sweden's patrol in the English Channel twenty days later. Even if the patrol goes back and report, the King of Sweden will immediately lead the team to chase him, back and forth, they will go out to sea for nearly forty days later than us, and it is impossible to catch up so quickly!"

"Report, the boat is hung with a black sail that we have never seen before!" shouted the sailor on the lookout, "There is also a skull on it!"

The first mate proudly spread his hands to Genes.

"And it's still big!" the sailor continued to shout, "Although it's very far away, it's really big! If you get close, it's probably the same as the fortress!"

"How?" Genes smiled and stretched out his hand toward the first mate. "Twenty days are calculated at the speed of our ship. At the speed of the Pirate Kingdom, it doesn't take so long to get from Lubeck to the Strait of England. What's more, we stayed in Ireland for ten days. This is the Swedish king. If we take out some technology we have never seen before, it is not surprising that we will catch up with our fleet at this point in time."

"Damn." The first mate reluctantly took out the purse, picked out a Nomisma from it and photographed Jenas's hand. "It's okay to catch up with her. She even has time to change the color of the sail and draw a skull on it."

"The intention is obvious. She has made up her mind and does not admit that it is the Swedish army. The Swedish flag we bought for money is probably useless."

"What should I do?" The first mate was frightened by Genes' words. "One of our ten ships was not as crowded as the Flying Zelans. One ship was a warship with many weapons, and we were just merchant ships. We were not as fast as the other party, so we couldn't even run away?"

"If it was a few days ago, or a few days later, it was indeed as you said, and we could only surrender honestly. But today may not be the case."

As he said that, Genes raised his head and shouted at the sailor who had climbed onto the mast:

"Come down, don't close the sails for now!"

The waves were turning violently and violently. The dark mountain of clouds had been completely shattered at some point, and fragments were splashing towards Genes' fleet.

This is a sign of the coming of a storm. Seeing all this, Jenas finally added a bit of solemnity to his face:
Chapter completed!