In the face of disaster, the dwarf finally showed the mannerisms of a captain. Braving the strong wind and huge waves, he climbed to the rudder step by step. While working together with the chief officer to control the direction, he commanded the sailors who could still move to cut the ropes and lower the sails.
Opening the sails in such a terrible storm was simply a death sentence.
After paying the price of two sailors, Maledona finally pulled the Goddess of Fortune back from the brink of falling apart.
However, the crisis did not pass because of this. The wind on the sea was a little too strong. If they could not quickly get out of this storm zone, what awaited them was still the tragedy of the ship being destroyed and the lives lost.
Grand Magus Demain was worthy of being the legendary ten thousand year old virgin. He devoted all his energy to the study of magic. His understanding of magic was not ordinary. The power of this small eighth grade forbidden spell had long surpassed the standard version.
The old magus also seemed to know that he had played a big game this time. He stood on the shore with a serious face, thinking of countermeasures. Unfortunately, once the spell was completed, it was not something that the magus could control. When the vice-principal threw the forbidden spell, he was all handsome and unrestrained. There was no way to retract the divine ability.
Maledona used all his strength to wipe the seawater on his face, trying to make his vision a little clearer. However, it was of no use. The next big wave came, and his vision became blurry again.
"I% ¥#% &!" The dwarf shouted angrily.
On the other side, Rob was even worse off. Not long ago, the future supreme magus Your Honor had exhausted his strength and could no longer hold on to the thigh. He screamed and was thrown out. His head hit the mast not far away. His eyes rolled back and he directly fainted. If it wasn't for the old sailor next to him who quickly grabbed him, the youth would have rolled into the sea to feed the fish.
The old sailor used a rope to fix Rob on the mast. The rest could only be left to fate. The old sailor's expression was still calm. People who made a living at sea all year round were more or less prepared for this kind of situation.
At this time, the only one who was still struggling was the Dwarf Prince. The bearded first mate beside him shook his head with despair in his eyes. "We have no chance."
By lowering the sails, the Lady of Fortune avoided the risk of being torn apart by the storm, but it also lost most of its propulsion. In such extreme weather, it was impossible to sail out of the storm with just the oars. Now, even returning to the port had become an extravagant hope.
The dwarf was silent. After a moment, he finally let go of the rudder in his hand.
A bitter smile appeared on the chief officer's face. He was ready to welcome the fate that he could no longer change. However, the next moment, he heard Maladona say, "You take the helm. Isn't it just a problem of power? It's not a big deal. As for whether you want to live or die, just leave it to me."
With that, the dwarf flicked his beard and entered his captain's cabin.
The first mate was stunned at first, and then began to think hard about whether this was another one of Maledona's bragging before his death.
But it turned out that the dwarves were really full of miracles.
Everyone on the ship felt a tremor under their feet, and then a scene that left everyone dumbfounded happened!
The Lady of Fortune slowly rose from the sea in a way that defied gravity.
Yes, you read it right. The huge cargo ship continued to rise on the surface of the sea! What a strange thing this was! The captors on the shore and the crew on the ship all gaped at this moment, dumbfounded at the miracle that was happening in front of them.
As if someone had attached a pair of invisible wings to the Lady of Fortune, the Lady of Fortune completely flew up until the turbulent sea waves completely crawled under her feet and could no longer pose a threat to her.
Grand Mage Demain exclaimed, "An alchemy airship?!"
No one would have thought that this ordinary-looking merchant ship was actually an alchemy airship that represented the pinnacle of dwarven technology. It was the only large vehicle on the Dawn Continent that could fly in the air, except for the magicians' floating fortresses. In terms of the number of passengers and design, the alchemy airship far surpassed the floating fortresses, which were more like war machines and excelled in their powerful destructive power.
The alchemy airship was not a common product, and its production process was extremely complicated. It relied on alchemy arrays to provide power, and hundreds of alchemy arrays had to be carved all over the hull of the ship. Only the best alchemists and craftsmen could work together to complete it. There were less than 40 recorded alchemy airships in the dwarf tribe, and most of them had appeared in the War of Roses. Headmaster Demain was sure that the Lady of Fortune was not among them.
What the hell? Who was this dwarf named Maledona?
"How many times have I told you? Why don't you believe me? I'm a f * cking prince!" The dwarf was proud and shouted at the top of his voice, "Hold on tight!"
As his voice fell, two dazzling blue lights suddenly burst out from the stern of the Lady of Fortune.
The alchemy airship completed a forward acceleration, and the showy dwarf deliberately controlled it to perform two beautiful drifts in the storm, drawing a very coquettish Z-shaped trajectory.
Originally, Maladona had wanted to drive the Goddess of Fortune back to the port for another round and disgust the Royal Knights. However, when he recalled the terrifying battle prowess of Grand Magus Deman, the dwarf's remaining rationality finally made him dispel this suicidal idea.
Giving Vice Headmaster Your Honor the middle finger, Maledona drove his alchemy airship out of the storm zone and completely disappeared from the sight of the arresting team.
When Rob came to his senses, the Lady of Fortune had flown out of the storm zone and returned to the sea. The sailors on the ship had already begun to repair the hull, raise the sails, and count the losses. When they passed by Captain Maledona, everyone could not help but show a touch of respect on their faces.
However, the dwarf prince himself sat in the same place with a lonely face after a short period of smugness, staring blankly into the distance.
The future Supreme Mage Your Honor walked over and patted him on the shoulder, comforting him, "It's okay. You can buy a new harp if you lose it."
"Who the f * ck cares about the harp? Do you know how much gold coins I spent just now?" Maledona beat his chest and stamped his feet. His distressed expression did not seem to be fake.
The dwarf was not bragging. No alchemy could violate the basic principle of equivalent exchange. Alchemy airships relied on alchemy circles to provide power. If you wanted to make a large merchant ship fly, you had to pay a sufficient price. Alchemy had its own value calculation rules. Generally speaking, the fewer the stock of things in the world, the more valuable they were, such as various rare metals, magic items, and souls.
Especially the latter. In the eyes of many people, souls were illusory things, but in the alchemy of the dwarves, the value of souls could be quantified. However, the value fluctuations of different souls were often very different. Some souls were only worth a copper coin, while some souls were more precious than the most precious jewels.
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