Soon, the demonic sea ship entered Gounières's line of sight.
Gounières quickly jumped up and after crossing twenty to thirty meters, Gounières nimbly landed on the bow of the demonic sea ship.
As soon as Gounières landed.
"Captain, the captain is back."
Cries of alarm sounded, mixed with a bit of pleasant surprise.
Immediately, there was an uproar on the Magic Whale.
"Captain."
"Captain, you're finally back …"
"Captain, those damned fishmen ambushed us, and there were other humans …"
"Captain, two of our people were captured by them …"
Arriving at the wide deck at the center of the demonic sea ship, many crew members immediately gathered and talked at once.
Gounières looked around.
It was clear that the Magic Whale had gone through a bloody battle.
Traces of blood could be seen everywhere on the deck, the sides of the ship were broken in many places, and the deck was cracked in many places. Even the auxiliary mast was broken and fell into the water.
Not only that, but the sides of the demonic sea ship were cracked in many places, and seawater kept pouring in. The demonic sea ship was sinking.
"What's the specific situation? First mate, tell us."
Gounières's deep and dignified voice resounded. His voice carried the powerful aura of a leader like the Thanator.
Feeling that dignified and oppressive aura, everyone immediately shut up and became quiet.
Arthur Howell, who was still stained with blood, calmly narrated the situation.
"Half an hour ago, which is about forty minutes after you left."
"About fifty to sixty yaksha fishmen ambushed us."
"The weakest of these fifty to sixty yaksha fishmen was at the second step, and a few were at the third step, and two were at the fourth step."
"Apart from these yaksha fishmen, there were also two humans."
"These two humans were very powerful."
"When the two of them joined hands, Buster Johnson almost died at their hands."
"Fortunately, we weren't weak either."
"Moreover, those yaksha fishmen on the demonic sea ship weren't as strong as us."
"After fighting for a while, they left behind some corpses and quickly retreated."
"About seventeen or eighteen of them died."
"And we've also suffered some casualties."
"How many casualties?" Gounières asked with a gloomy expression.
"Four died, and the other two were caught and thrown into the sea. I don't think they'll survive. Those Yaksha Fishmen eat humans."
In a situation where the enemy was more powerful than the Demonic Sea Ship, this battle loss ratio was already rare and precious.
"It's a pity that I wasn't here. Otherwise … there wouldn't have been so many casualties." Gounières sighed inwardly.
"The others are all injured, but they have all used medicine. Those with minor injuries have mostly recovered."
"The five heavily injured are still recovering in the captain's room."
"Right now, the most important problem is …"
Yassen lowered his voice to a volume that only Gounières could hear.
"This wave of attack is most likely to test us."
"After knowing the extent of our strength, the yaksha fishmen will soon return. I'm afraid that at that time …"
Yassen didn't elaborate, but Gounières understood what he was implying.
"An even bigger attack?"
Gounières's eyes were bloodshot and murderous intent rose slightly as he clenched his fists.
"Great, I was afraid that they wouldn't come!"
"Don't worry, I'm here. No matter how many of them come, they'll all die," Gounières said in a firm and steady tone.
Gounières wasn't saying this just because his speed had increased greatly.
Gounières had been cultivating with his hack for the past month, which had greatly increased his strength.
On top of that, Gounières had a lot of treasures. Gounières had never backed down in a one-versus-many situation.
He wasn't afraid of them outnumbering him, but he was afraid that they weren't sharp enough.
Gounières immediately looked at the captain's room.
"How are the heavily injured?"
Gounières asked Yassen as he walked over.
"The situation isn't optimistic.
Buster Jonson is being targeted. They should know that Buster is the strongest fighter on the ship.
Two human experts are targeting Buster. One of them is a Water Elementalist, and the other is a Combat Swordsman.
Buster's heart is smashed. I don't know how he's still alive.
Martel is a young guy. He's fighting very hard. His physical defense and strength are shocking, and his vitality is terrifyingly high.
His body is almost turned into a cork by the yaksha fishmen's tridents. His crushed organs are flowing out, but he's still fighting like crazy with his black iron short sword.
"When the battle ended, Martel's left arm was broken. I wanted to find his right arm and reattach it, but I don't know if it was picked up by the yaksha or if it fell into the sea and sank to the bottom of the sea in the chaos."
It's a miracle that he's still alive.
I hope he can find a powerful potion to restore his arm. "
Gounières' heart sank when he heard Yassen's words.
Some of his crew members might have some strange thoughts and schemes when they boarded the ship.
But at this moment, they were the brave warriors of the Magic Whale who were fighting a bloody battle.
Gounières wouldn't mistreat them.
Creak! Gounières pushed open the door to the captain's room.
There were five people lying on the bedding on the floor. Old Haitu and two other crew members were taking care of the five seriously injured crew members.
"Captain." He seemed to have seen Gounières come in.
Martel struggled to get up.
"I didn't embarrass you. I killed three scum fishmen."
Martel smiled. His face was pale.
"Your wound has just stopped bleeding. Don't move around." Old Haitu quickly pressed Martel, who was still full of energy despite being heavily injured, back down.
"You did well." Gounières walked over and patted Martel on the shoulder.
'He's still so energetic despite being so heavily injured. Perhaps Gluttony doesn't just increase strength and defense. It might also increase life force, something like a health bar.' Gounières thought to himself.
Gounières looked at the five people. They were all in a state of recovery.
Apart from Martel, their life force was weak.
If they had high-grade potions, they would be able to get out of their weakened state and recover faster. They might even be able to recover their strength before the next battle.
However, after interacting with these crew members, Gounières knew that they weren't as rich as he was.
There was no need to talk about high-grade potions that cost more than ten gold pounds.
Even high-grade potions that cost five gold pounds a bottle.
To these crew members, no one would stock up on them.
They were more willing to stock up on mid-grade potions that cost a tenth of high-grade potions, which cost five silver royals a bottle.
There were even cheaper low-grade potions that cost a few dozen copper coins.
These low-grade and mid-grade potions wouldn't be as effective in the face of such heavy injuries.
They didn't have it, but that didn't mean Gounières didn't have it.
"There aren't many high-grade potions left. Concocting them is troublesome."
"Let's just use the Water of the Spring of Life! It's several times better than high-grade potions. The effect on these heavy injuries is astonishing. "
"Using a sealed Dragon Blood Wooden Bottle can hide most of the life force from the Water of the Spring of Life. Even if they see through it, it doesn't matter. Can't I have a mine at home?"
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