Book 13: Chapter 54
The flood corpses shook the crew’s mental state. They were standing on the deck, but they all wanted to flee back into the cabin despite there no longer being any flood corpses in sight, and only the stormy waves remained. They were still extremely nervous. You couldn’t approach them from behind or they’d shriek.
The Valkyries didn’t get a chance to rest, for they had to stand behind the crew with their swords drawn. Sometimes, fear isn’t a negative emotion. In this situation, the Valkyries’ swords and the blood trickling off could prevent the crew from fleeing, and thereby ditching their posts, for fear of the sound of the wind. Something unknown was encroaching upon us. If the Valkyries didn’t have their swords drawn behind the crew, there was no way they would’ve headed towards the object.
“Prepare the side cannons! Prepare the side cannons!”
Regardless, if it was an enemy ship or not, my ship could put up a fight. The fact that the water hadn’t destroyed it was proof of how robust it was. Further, we had a total of twenty-four side cannons. It was a battleship with immense firepower; it wasn’t the type of cruise ship I came on.
I ordered the crew to head toward the dark shadow. If it was the wyrm, my Moms’ ship would definitely be close by. If it it was another ship carrying humans, we could ask for help. I was also confident in this ship’s battle abilities, so we could definitely put up a fight against another human ship.
We didn’t have anywhere we can run to, anyway. So naturally, we had to head toward the object we sighted to see what it was. Our battleship didn’t move fast, as the wind blew against us. The dark shadow came closer and closer, yet didn’t seem to advance towards us; it was an odd phenomenon, because there was no such thing as a sense of direction or distance in this darkness. All we could do was maintain silence and advance towards the object.
Nier drew her long sword. She didn’t care about a navy battle. She, indeed, put on a very impressive showing for the day. She was prone to sea sickness, but she was able to maintain her combat ability on the ship for the day. I wasn’t sure if she was forcing herself to keep it up or if the intense fighting and tension didn’t give her a chance to feel sea sick. Lucia, on the other hand, wrapped a rope around her waist a few more times.
My wives didn’t intend to watch from the deck; they prepared for comment upon contact. Of course, there was also the chance that the enemy we were about to face was the wyrm, which we prepared to fight the entire time. The two of them were ready for a fight on water.
I reached behind me. I didn’t plan to bring my handgun anymore. I still had three bottles of mana dissolving potion. If we ran into the wyrm, I’d have to find an opportunity to throw the potions at its weak point, which was a scale on its back that was a different colour. Nier and Lucia could take it out if, and only if, I scored.