Sail, sail.

The devil was standing beside me, the knife shining brightly.

Sail!

The gunpowder smoke after the salvo was like ripples on the water.

Yang Fan, let's raise the sail.

I whistle command: moor with sails, open the treasure chest yourself!

Sail!

Lower the enemy's long horns and watch the gold flow into rivers.

There is nothing better than this fate.

Until I sleep in the waves and the rays of the sun! 【1】

The singing from outside the cabin was rough and unrestrained, accompanied by a powerful rhythm, all the sails and cables were stretched to the extreme, the hull broke through the waves, and sailed into the endless sea more quickly.

Wen Lin was looking sideways at the waves outside the window, humming softly to everyone's tune.

Different from the warm tone of others, Wen Lin's voice has a strong sense of sadness.

"Your Excellency Wen Lin, you haven't told me yet, why are you exiled at sea?"

Staring at the water light that seemed to be flooding in Wen Lin's eyes, Vicia spoke softly.

The gorgeous and rich night color settled in the bottom of her eyes, and Wen Lin turned her head with a feeling, "I was forced to helpless,"

When she first entered this world, it was the Holy See's pervasive investigation and pursuit. Although it was never exposed, under the inevitable harassment, Wen Lin simply took Elbo and the others to wander the sea.

"Being forced to be helpless? It's because of your identity,"

Vicia recited it slowly, her eyes both charming and dangerous.

Surprised, momentarily.

The originally casual posture suddenly tensed up, Wen Lin looked at Vicia, and the sound of the sea waves hit a dangerous temperature in the dark night,

"My identity?"

The corners of her lips curved into a shallow arc, and Visia's eyes went over Wen Lin's shoulders to the restless night in the distance. Her voice was unexpectedly low and gentle.

"Clan Sutherland, guarding the Great Wall of the North of the Golan, loyal to the blade of the royal family,"

Breathing stopped between Vicia's words, Wen Lin calmed down, and calmly clenched the long knife by her side,

"Your Majesty saw the portrait on the table?"

Apart from the painting, Wen Lin couldn't think of other flaws for the time being.

Laughing, just like the cold moonlight flowing quietly on the sea, Vicia walked up to Wen Lin, reached out to support Wen Lin's cheek,

"No, Wen Lin, you look so similar to your mother, I had doubts from the first time I saw you, and everything you gradually revealed to me made me more and more sure of my guess."

Wen Lin felt uneasy, and one question after another flooded her mind, her thoughts drifted away, guessing the purpose of Vicia's point at this time.

"Why did Your Majesty choose to reveal it at this moment? Aren't you afraid that you won't have the chance to return to land again?"

Wen Lin's eyes were surprisingly calm, Vicia couldn't find a trace of fluctuation in her eyes, but she was fully alert.

This was on the Liberty, in a room with only each other, if Wen Lin wanted to do something, Vicia was powerless to resist.

Brows lowered slightly, Visiah concealed the disappointment and loss that rolled silently in her eyes,

"Your Excellency Wen Lin, there are only you and me here. Isn't this enough for you to be honest with each other. I'm not Henry VIII, and I won't be him,"

The low hoarse voice was intertwined with the confusing mood, Vicia's hand slowly wrapped around Wen Lin, and slowly wrapped it tightly, imprisoning her between her arms and the deck,

"Your Excellency Wen Lin, I have pointed out at this time that you can be shown as a means for me to pursue you,"

The gentle and tactful tone hides the usual majesty and toughness, the patient and delicate expression, and the charm and affection.

Slowly letting go of the hand holding the handle of the knife, Wen Lin could clearly feel that her heart under her ribs became uneasy under Vichy's approaching gaze, she said with difficulty,

"Your Majesty, the Sutherland family is guilty of treason,"

A low sigh, accompanied by the shallow connivance that flashed between Vicia's brows,

"Wen Lin, isn't it because of Sutherland that you approached me in the first place? I will give you all the honor Sutherland deserves,"

Silence, his eyes flashed, joy and heaviness attacked Wen Lin together.

The joy is Vicia's attitude towards taking Sutherland, and the heavy is the love of the monarch of a country.

Even though this love may be pure, without any calculation and use, it is still heavy and unbearable.

Destined to struggle out of Vicia's confinement, Wen Lin took a few steps back, knelt down on one knee, bowed her head,

"Your Majesty Vicia, Sutherland will be your fortified wall guarding you,"

Wen Lin once again returned to the line of monarch and minister.

The long, narrow and bright blue pupils stared at Wen Lin's fair neck, with unknown and turbulent emotions rolling inside. Vichy narrowed her eyes, all her emotions suddenly dissipated like a thick fog in these few breaths, and she couldn't find a single bit of it. traces of existence,

She stepped forward, pulled Wen Lin up, and then walked out without saying a word.

Wen Lin was stunned for a while, then reacted, chased out and pulled the person back into her bedroom.

Not knowing what to say, Wen Lin found out the various books she had collected while at sea, and piled them all on the table.

"Your Majesty, stay here and don't go out,"

After saying this, Wen Lin hurriedly turned around and walked out, the door was slammed shut.

During the whole process, she kept her eyes down, refusing to look at Vicia's eyes, even a single glance.

Laughing silently, Vicia slowly sat down at the table, opened a book she picked out at random, and her eyes were gloomy.

For a long time, the book has not been turned a page.

The sea breeze rolled, mixed with the unique salty smell of sea water, and entered Wen Lin's nose. She squatted on the highest deck and looked up at the gloomy sky.

A few seabirds could be seen flying close to the sea, and the water vapor in the air seemed to be getting heavier and heavier.

Wen Lin sat on the deck all night. The next morning, the sun broke out of the sea, and the golden sunlight shone down from the sky. In the distance, there were blurred coastlines and towering rocks.

They had reached their destination, near a narrow channel not far from the "wreck".

Here is a dazzling labyrinth of rocks, islands, bays and narrow channels.

Carefully sailed the ship into the hidden ambush point negotiated in advance, and the skull flag was raised at the same time.

Elbo and the others methodically used their flying claws to start climbing up the rock, and after a while, the rope was thrown down from the top of the reef.

"Come on up,"

While shocked, the royal knights began to pull out the ropes and climb up.

Such a play is truly unheard of.

The knights who had never experienced a naval battle were very excited and eager to try one by one.

According to the drawn topographic map, everyone entered the ambush point at the fastest speed.

Twenty people were left on the boat, while Wen Lin led two small groups of people into the crooked and narrow bay in a small paddle boat.

The group waited quietly for a morning. Many merchant ships sailed through this channel, but Wen Lin never issued an order to act.

The dark clouds coming from the distance are getting further and further behind, blocking the last ray of sunlight, and the waves that beat over are also getting bigger and bigger.

Someone quietly asked Bach and the others,

"Is there a storm coming,"

"Yes,"

"Then shall we continue to wait?"

"Wait, just wait for the storm to come,"

The violent wind blew the muscles on her face to some extent. Wen Lin held the map and stared calmly ahead.

Suddenly, a fleet appeared in everyone's field of vision.

Twenty ships, no more or less, with obvious eagle patterns on the hull, the largest ship in the middle, and a few red-robed bishops faintly visible on the deck.

Eggers clenched his back molars silently, and a strong sense of excitement burst out of his blood.

Was it the ship that came to ambush the Holy See?

When the people next to him saw Eggers' appearance, they secretly said that it was not good. As long as he encountered the Holy See, Eggers would be like crazy.

Before entering the narrow channel, the fleet had to line up and enter one by one.

The five red-clothed archbishops came out, and the prestige of the Holy Court protected them from encountering pirates along the way.

In other words, the pirates avoided them when they saw them from a distance.

A Holy See fleet is obviously not easy to mess with.

As soon as the ship carrying the bishop entered the channel, Wen Lin immediately launched a bright fuse.

Whether it was outside or inside the channel, the Holy See was severely attacked, and the arrows and spears caught them off guard.

A group of people on the small paddle boat dived into the bottom of the water at some point, groped under the enemy ship, cut the anchor cable without hesitation, and destroyed the rotating structure of the rudder under the water.

The unsuspecting papal ships were thrown into brief confusion.

Suddenly, someone found that the ship could not turn forward, and dozens of Holy See ships had to be stuck in the channel, unable to enter or retreat.

Vessels outside the channel were blocked at the entrance and could only be in a hurry.

The bishops, who had never expected to be attacked, hid in the cabin one after another, and Wen Lin climbed up quietly in the chaos.

The attack from the top of the head, no matter how powerful the Paladins are, there is no room for them to play. They have to fight back with feather arrows, with little success.

Wen Lin pressed against the outermost deck, broke the window and rolled in.

Five, one more and one less, all in the same room.

Wen Lin's movements were as fast as ghosts, and the precise coordination of the dagger and the long sword instantly eliminated the six guards around.

The bishops started calling for the guards in shock. Wen Lin took a few leaps and tied no one with ropes.

Then, under the astonished gaze of the Holy See guards, Wen Lin held a long knife across the bishop's neck and swaggered to the deck.

"Stop me all,"

Everyone followed the prestige, and suddenly stopped, only to see that the holy and dust-free bishops were dragged out in embarrassment.

A dirty rag was also stuffed into his mouth, and he fell on the deck without manners, whimpering.

Someone scolded on the side, "Sinful heresy, you are blaspheming the messenger of God, God's wrath and punishment will fall on you,"

What followed was constant prayers and swearing.

With a disdainful chuckle, Wen Lin pulled out a piece of cloth at random, and the movements on her hands were at the same time with force, and a blood trail dripped down the edge of the sword.

"Let them all lay down their weapons or you'll all die,"

Wen Lin's whole body was wrapped in a black cloak, her hair and face were tightly wrapped. After she made a sound, the people of the Holy Court were shocked that it was a woman.

Beads of sweat rolled down his pale face, and there was a tingling pain on his neck. The bishop looked resentful and said unwillingly, "You will fall into the territory, and only when you put down your sword will you have a chance to be saved."

Wen Lin expressionlessly increased the strength in her hands, and blood gushed out immediately.

"Stop, I said," the voice was hoarse and old, mixed with a roar of fear, extremely mournful.

"All lay down their weapons, all lay down,"

Wen Lin waved. At the same time, a long rope was thrown down from above, and the knights in ambush slid down and began to search without stopping.

The golden scepters of the bishops, the silver exhortations, the Gospels with golden gems in their casings...

Almost all valuables that could be taken were seized.

The people of the Holy Court looked at everything that happened in front of them in surprise, they were furious, and they could do nothing.

The bishops watched in horror at what was happening in front of them. A group of masked pirates stopped their ships and took everything that could be taken away.

After a few violent grunts, the popular fainted.

After all the others were evacuated, Wen Lin pushed the five bishops into the sea without any hesitation.

When everyone was stunned, Wen Lin pulled up a rope, jumped up, and quickly disappeared.

Everything was absurd and didn't really happen, but the embarrassment and chaos in front of them reminded them that everything was real.

The rescued bishops were furious and furious,

"Go after, catch up, let the boats outside catch up, take back what's been taken away,"

The Liberty appeared in the distance, and the Vatican's ship reacted and chased after it.

Perseveringly following behind the Liberty, Wen Lin gave a loud order and turned to the "wreck".

Pete shouted excitedly, "Let those idiots follow,"

The aftertaste of the battle stimulated the knights. They were holding the trophies in their hands and looking flushed at the Vatican ships behind them.

The heavy breathing indicated an unquenchable excitement. Just how did Bach and the others climb up the rocky reef, and what were those strangely shaped iron objects used for climbing.

Could it be so easy to win more with less?

Immediately, the gazes of the knights towards Wen Lin became hot.

The only regret may be that it was too easy to win. As soon as someone said this, they were beaten on the head by their companions.

"Fool, do you have to bleed to death to feel happy?"

...

The wind was blowing stronger and stronger, and everyone's emotions became more and more boiling.

The Liberty always kept a distance from the Vatican's ships, and the sea in front of it was full of white waves, which was a symbol of dense reefs.

Suddenly, the whole ship seemed to be overturned by the waves and strong winds, and the ferocious waves hit the ship, splashing several meters of water.

Some knights were photographed directly from one side of the boat to the other.

The sight in front of them shocked everyone. The ship seemed to be out of control and could only be at the mercy of strong winds and huge waves.

The huge reef is just ahead of the boat.

Wen Lin, who was standing in front of the rudder, commanded with a calm expression, "Everyone, hold on to the solid things around you, and Bach reel,"

The waves surging on the deck wet everyone's clothes, like the scene of doomsday, like the call of death.

Someone made a prayer gesture, "God bless,"

"Are you praying? But we've just looted the papal ships, and I've heard that God doesn't hear prayers at sea," a tall knight said to his companions.

Unable to hide their panic, the praying man widened his eyes, swallowed, and looked at Wen Lin at the bow of the boat.

"Perhaps we can pray to His Excellency the Guard,"

She stood under the towering waves, with a fearless expression, always firm, "Right now, everyone will hold the rope for me, pull it hard, and raise the sail!"

The wind weakened a little, and suddenly an oncoming wave lifted the bow high, and everyone felt like they were about to be thrown out.

The strong wind made the whole ship lean over, and at this moment, almost everyone closed their eyes, ready to resign.

The author has something to say: [1] Based on "Pirates of the Caribbean"