Over the next few days, apart from his Knight training in the early morning, Elvin spent his free time under the mast, learning and practicing as he digested the knowledge and experience imparted by Sailor Jabu.
Strictly speaking, a sailboat could not generate its own power and could only rely on external wind and ocean currents. Therefore, regardless of whether the wind or the direction of the wind changed, the sail had to be adjusted in time. Otherwise, it would become drifting, and there was even the risk of the ship capsizing.
While bringing a lot of work to the crew, Elvin also had a lot more opportunities to practice. Moreover, this guy relied on his high physical fitness to steal a lot of work from the sailor. When others needed several people to pull the rigging, he could pull it all by himself.
Humble and eager to learn, Elvin did not have the slightest arrogance of an officer. He could even chat with the lowest sailors. Soon, he got along well with the sailor crew. At the same time, his own sail control skills improved rapidly.
At least with the help of the Data Vision, he did not need to repeat what he learned once. He was even better at distinguishing wind direction, wind speed, wave height, and other changes than the old crew members. On the calm sea, Sailor Jabu even dared to let him control the sail for a while.
By now, the Data Vision had helped Elvin a lot. Whether it was the parameterization of external objects, the identification of details, or his own attributes, it was an extremely useful ability. Elvin no longer despised it as he did at the beginning.
The sky was high and the clouds were light. It was another peaceful day.
The Silver Wing's cruise was almost a third of the way.
Because they had been sailing on the coastal merchant ship route, they had seen many merchant ships. However, Elvin had always wanted to use a pirate ship to test his skills, but he had not seen a single one.
It made sense. Coastal military ports were everywhere, and naval forces were the strongest. For example, encountering the Blood Anchor in the coastal area was really a small probability event. Most pirates would not dare to come here to die unless they were forced into a corner.
Stepping on the tail of dawn, Elvin climbed to the observation deck to look at the sea after he finished his training. In the faint light of dawn, the sea was sparkling and there was nothing unusual.
Because there was no shelter on the sea, it gave the feeling that the sun rose much earlier than on land.
"Where are the pirates?" Elvin muttered to himself in anticipation as the sea breeze caressed his face.
"Hey, kid, isn't it good for the world to be at peace?" Gör, who had also woken up early to patrol the warship, patted Elvin on the shoulder.
Elvin, who had been too focused to notice that someone had arrived, chuckled. He didn't dare to say that he wanted to find a few pirates to test his skills.
Fighting pirates was not a story. As long as there was a battle, there would be casualties. The sea was never a peaceful place. Whether it was pirates, diseases, bad weather, or unknown things hidden under the sea, they were all great enemies that threatened the lives of the sailors.
A normal fourth-tier battleship had a crew of 350, but less than 200 had followed Gör to this fifth-tier battleship, the Silver Wing. As for the rest, where did they go? It goes without saying.
"Uncle Gör, there's a situation!" Just as he was about to ask Gör about the strange happenings on the sea, Elvin suddenly caught a glimpse of the abnormality on the sea from the corner of his eye. He shouted loudly, not knowing whether he was nervous or excited.
"Calm down!"
Gör shouted softly. He raised the brass-covered monocular in his hand and looked in the direction Elvin was pointing.
Broken planks, wood shavings, canvas, buckets, wooden boxes, and all kinds of debris floated on the surface of the sea with the current. The experienced Gör immediately determined that this was the traces of a merchant ship that had met with a disaster.
"Third-tier combat readiness!"
"Clang, clang, clang …" Elvin immediately sounded the alarm.
Then the two slid down the mast and ran to Gör's commanding position, which had the best view of the ship's stern. It was also where the ship's rudder was.
Hearing the alarm, the Silver Wing, which had been quiet in the darkness before dawn, was like a giant beast that had been awakened. Countless crew members surged out of the cabin like a tide and ran quickly to their respective posts.
Originally, Elvin thought that the crew members under the command of Captain Joseph on the Yellow Swan were already very well-trained. He did not expect that after seeing the Silver Wing's sailors in action, he realized that he had to redefine the standard of well-trained.
There was no need for Gör to waste his breath. He just stood at his commanding position like a stabilizing needle. Everyone below knew what they should do and who to cooperate with. In an instant, the Silver Wing was like a gear machine that had been wound up. The gears engaged and turned on their own, turning into a true war machine.
"Raise the sails, turn the rudder!"
Under the control of the crew, the Silver Wing made a nimble circle and steered in the direction of the debris.
Soon, the crew on the Silver Wing saw the scene of the merchant ship's disaster with their own eyes.
The damaged ship was in pieces and floated silently on the surface of the sea. Flags, broken planks, and goods in wooden boxes floated everywhere, but not a single corpse could be found.
"It seems to be a merchant ship from Palos."
There were already experienced old crew members who recognized the ship's style and broken flag. It was a merchant ship from the Kingdom of Palos in the Tulip Alliance. It was just that they did not know what they encountered. The ship was not much different from being smashed to pieces. This was an effect that the cannons of the pirates could never produce.
"Sir Captain, the situation seems to be a bit wrong." Navigator Telus frowned.
He had a bizarre guess in his mind, but he was somewhat uncertain. After all, that was a threat that could only be encountered by ocean-going ships in the open sea.
It should not be possible in the coastal waters where shipping was prosperous but marine resources were scarce.
"Level two alert!" Hearing the navigator's words, Gör of course had his own guesses and decisively gave the order.
The order was passed to all the departments on the ship. At this time, regardless of whether they were combatants or not, the crew took out their long and short flintlocks and loaded them with ammunition to deal with the enemies that could appear at any time.
Just as everyone on the ship was nervously preparing. At some point, a thin layer of fog gradually rose on the surface of the sea, and the visibility was constantly decreasing.
In fact, after such a long time, the sun should have risen by now, but the sea in everyone's vision gradually darkened. The Silver Wing had to lower its sails and slow down to avoid accidentally hitting something.
"Clack, clack, clack …"
At this moment, a strange mechanical sound suddenly came from Gör's arms.
Elvin, who was standing behind Gör, looked over in confusion and found that Uncle Gör's face changed. He looked solemn as he took out a silver pocket-watch-like thing from his arms.
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