Mage Legend

Although they successfully avoided the stench of the boned glue monster's body, the Conch had no choice but to be stained with terrible bad luck. First, the ship's hull was battered, squeezed, twisted, and burned, leaving it in a state of disrepair. The wooden boards used as patches on the ship were almost all used up to keep it afloat on the sea. Then they encountered a seven-day windless weather, the air seemed to be frozen, and even the sea surface was like a mirror without waves. The small ship could hardly move in such conditions, relying solely on the Magic Wind released by Lynch for power.

"Luckily, we have a mage on board." After experiencing the battle of life and death together, many crew members accepted this fact. "It's much better than ending up swallowed in that monster's belly. Just hope the mage doesn't use us for any experiments." Many thought so.

When the wind began returning to the sailors, it was as pleasant as the warm breeze bringing life in spring. But it was just a prelude to disaster. With another seven days of strong winds and heavy rain, the sun, moon, and stars seemed to disappear, and even the experienced old captain nearly lost the correct course.

"This is simply torturing, oh my God!" Jebor once complained to Lynch, but two days later, he denied saying those words. He said at the time, "I saw two rats jump off the ship before the storm came, they jumped off the ship! Only ships about to sink can't keep the rats, I feel very discouraged, not knowing what to do."

Lynch patted the captain on the shoulder: "Okay, those rats were driven off by my magic, no need to worry." The mage smiled encouragingly, but no one knew if there was any Charming spell included, he said: "You take care of the direction, I will take care of your ship."

Of course, the Conch continued to move forward, its sailing posture becoming skewed but remaining steadfast. Yet Zilvra and Soka often lay at the stern, worried about another monster attack. According to Zilvra, the little angel had nightmares about it for several days, seemingly frightened.

"Soka, don't be afraid," Macken the Knight comforted upon hearing this news: "At the time, you were very brave, completely beyond my expectation. Besides, wasn't the monster driven away? With us protecting you, you can rest assured."

However, Lynch touched Soka's head but explained the angel's unease differently: "The little guy was afraid we would be eaten by the monster and never be seen again. It's inevitable to have such lingering fear after experiencing battle for the first time. Soka, don't you have confidence in our abilities?" The mage pinched the angel's cheeks, crafting a smiling expression, he said: "Thank you for being so concerned about us. Rest assured, no matter what monster it is, it won't separate us a few people."

Although Soka blushed and said nothing at the time, Zilvra told Lynch that the angel gradually calmed down and would no longer wake up startled at midnight.

The turmoil caused by the boned glue monster gradually subsided, and apart from being busier, the crew returned to their former life. The Conch, originally intending to sail to Moon Harbor City, was in no condition to withstand a longer journey now. Lynch had to change course toward Yim.

Just as autumn was halfway past, Yim's Red Wind Port welcomed a three-masted sailing ship. Although events like this were routine for the people living here, many onlookers still rushed to the harbor.

After the lighthouse lookout signaled, a small boat led the Conch slowly toward the docking berth. After life-and-death battles with beasts and storms, the Conch was worn out. It glided smoothly across the water like an obedient little dog, quietly entering the port.

However, its patched appearance and the labor written on the crew's faces were enough to arouse the onlookers' guesses. Yet in the eyes of some attentive people, sailors who had just gone through hardship were always the easiest to pull out the coins in their pockets, to exchange for some good wine to soothe their nerves. Not many ships dared to go to sea in this season; they were either some desperate speculative merchants or accompanying some rich and ignorant wealthy people.

Lynch was indeed very wealthy, but he had nothing to do with ignorance. After gifting a price that could buy a new ship, the mage had already taken his companions on the pilot boat before the Conch entered the port. They landed in a place unnoticed by the residents' eyes.