A few days later, the appointment of Romon was officially issued.

Because this appointment was followed by repeated discussions by many parties and unanimously agreed that Romon's identity as the commander-in-chief of the pirates was a foregone conclusion from now on.

In order to eliminate the pirates faster, Romon decided to train the newly established navy as soon as possible.

Fortunately, in terms of the provision of materials, because the establishment of the navy was related to its own interests, the nobles, whether from the Roman or the Viscount, did not deliberately make things difficult for them.

Romon's attack on the pirate commander was quite easy, but all this was just the beginning.

"Fafell, are you better?" Standing on the boat and blowing the sea breeze, what a pleasant thing, but someone can't enjoy the blessing.

At this moment, Romon was looking at the young man standing beside him with some laughter and cry. The guy who had been clamoring to slap the pirates to death, because he had just finished vomiting on the edge of the boat, his feet were as weak as a big shrimp, his face pale, and he no longer had the majestic appearance on the shore.

"He, I guess he has the heart to jump into the sea." At this time, Nick, who looked calm, walked over from the side.

Seeing Romon's extremely free look, he followed suit, standing on the deck of the main ship, blew the sea breeze, chatting, and deliberately suppressing his fear of the sea to the lowest point.

Judging from the current situation, his situation is indeed better than Fafell. At least he did not vomit from the bow to the stern like Fafell. However, because it was also the first time he came to the sea, the endless sea made his face look a little ugly.

After hearing Nick's jokes, Romon was really worried about Fafell. "Hey, how do you feel now?"

The person who was asked gasped for a while before replied weakly: "Don't worry, I can't die, but... I really want to jump down. This feeling is so uncomfortable... Wow."

As he was talking, a disgusting feeling came up again. Fafer didn't care about anything else and lay on the bar and vomited again.

Romon shook his head, unable to bear it anymore, walked straight to Fafell, and put his palm on his back. A green energy penetrated in little by little.

After a while, Fafell, who felt that the disgust had gradually faded, let out a long sigh and sighed: "My God, I almost killed me."

"How is it now?" Romon asked.

"It's much better." Fafeer is still a little weak now. He leaned against the bar and said helplessly: "I didn't expect that I would vomit so much when I took a boat. By the way, Romon, is there a potion that can cure this?"

Romon immediately thought of the motion sickness medicine in that world. In that world, medicines are only prepared by phytochemistry, etc. In comparison, the magic in this world takes up a lot of advantages.

As a senior druid, Romon was naturally no longer a problem in preparing potions. After hearing what Fafell said, he first recalled and confirmed that no one in this world has paid attention to the preparation of potions. Another method of making money discovered invisibly made Romon's mood much better.

He patted Fafell on the shoulder and said, "Let me try it back. By the way, it's not uncomfortable now, right?"

"Yeah, it's really not uncomfortable." Fafell actually recovered from his depressed state just now in such a short while, which shows that Romon's healing ability has indeed improved greatly.

However, if this state cannot last for too long, the key is to overcome this seasickness through your own efforts.

Most seasick people have never been on the boat before, so it would be better to sit more. When Romon told Fafell this meaning, he obviously saw a hint of pain on the other party's face.

Romon immediately said, "When you are really uncomfortable, you can tell me that I can help you solve the pain temporarily."

Fafell nodded: "That's all."

At this time, Shakater stepped forward: "Sir, the fleet is ready."

"Shakater, you will be instructed to train!"

"Yes, sir!" Shakat responded and immediately began to issue orders.

All fleets, including the main ship, have begun training according to Shakater's order.

In fact, naval training in this world is nothing more than training on sea adaptation, fleet cooperation, and drills on how to kill enemies at sea.

Romon is already familiar with this set.

Tell Nick that he continued to observe the training of each warship, and he returned to the cabin and started to rest.

He has never stopped since the morning of the morning. On the one hand, he commanded the people from various warships to go on board and on the other hand, he was helpless by the retching of Fafell.

His single cabin is not big, only as big as one bedroom, and the layout inside is indeed based on the bedroom situation.

A single bed was placed in the back, an exquisite table, a chair, and nothing else except these. As soon as Romon entered the cabin, he closed the door and fell on the boat. But just as he was about to take a nap, he suddenly felt a strange fluctuation. It was a fluctuation from the ocean. He closed his eyes and quietly felt all this.

A trace of oceanic breath kept pouring into his body. Suddenly, an inexplicable warning signal rang in his head.

Romon suddenly turned over and sat up, thought for a while, then quickly pushed the door and walked out.

When he arrived at the captain's operating room, Shakat was operating the ship with his deputy. When he saw Romon suddenly walking in, he was stunned. Romon hurriedly signaled them to be casual. He said, "Look at it, there may be a storm today. Let's drive the warship back to the safe haven of Yuanfan Town."

Shakater and his deputy were stunned again, Shakater said hesitantly: "Sir, I just started training and have to go back again? This storm..."

"Just think this is a virtual exercise." Romon patted his shoulder with a smile.

Since the other party said that, Shakater naturally had nothing else to say. He nodded: "Okay, just do as you wish."

Then, the main battleship began to travel towards the safe haven in the distance.

At this time, there was still bright sunshine in the sky. Even if clouds floated by, it was a faint white cloud.

There was no sign of a storm coming at all, but Romon now felt that the storm was getting closer and closer to this place.

He believed in his sensing ability and while allowing the main warship to march towards the safe haven of Yuanfan Town, he ordered the flag soldiers to send his own orders to other warships.

Those people really thought this was an exercise, and they all actively cooperated with the main battleship toward the safe haven of Yuanfan Town in the distance.

And Romon, standing on the deck, was still feeling the feeling of echoing the sea.

The subsequent development of the matter also gave Romon a clear understanding of his ability to predict the storm.

Just after their warships entered the safe haven, a terrible storm came.

Seeing this terrifying storm twisting the sea into an extremely terrifying vortex, those who were a little playful before were a little pale at this moment.

The situation at sea is changing rapidly, and it is indeed not a good place to go.

After the storm passed, the air smelled of fishy smell.

Shakater ordered the ship to be trimmed, and then stepped forward: "Sir, how did you know there was a storm?"

"I am a druid, I have this premonition."

"Do you have a premonition?" Shakater couldn't help but be speechless.

"Okay, let's leave it to you here, I'll go to the town." Romon said as he felt the crackling raindrops and the sea breeze.

"Yes, sir!"

Romon stepped up and walked on the deck, feeling the power from the ocean as the ship fluctuated gently.

In the ocean, he felt that he and nature were united as one. In the past, it was the realm of fire, but unfortunately there was no environment where fire was everywhere. He really could not survive in that environment.

But here, his specialness is shown. He can easily absorb strength from the ocean and constantly improve his strength bit by bit.

When he stepped onto the dock, Romon had already felt a little change in his body.

This is a pure power from the vast ocean.

Everything in the world influences each other, and the relationship between the ocean and the land is extremely subtle, and their power is even more so.

But after only a few steps, a man came in the rain.

The storm was very heavy at this time, and big drops of raindrops hit the sea and the docks hard. With the crackling sound of rain, the world was already white, and dark clouds were still concentrating and strong winds were shaking.

Lightning flashes pierced the sky with deafening thunder.

When the man walked over with difficulty, the wind became stronger and the rain became heavier.

The violent wind and heavy rain covered all the sounds.

As he approached, Romon realized that this was one of his servants. He opened his mouth to say something, but could not hear it.

Romon waved his hand and walked under the eaves of a warehouse on the dock.

The guard wiped his sweat and finally could speak: "Sir, the ten days after you continued to practice with the navy, the pirates launched another attack. A lord and several businesses were actually destroyed by the pirates. Now the entire county is in sensation, and public opinion is in a big uproar. Viscount Edel has officially sent someone to issue a document asking you to take action quickly."

This news suddenly came into his ears, which surprised Romon a lot.

However, when he heard this request to act quickly, he sneered in his heart. Even if he had only been in a prescient way, he had only been training for a month. Should such troops take action quickly?

Romon thought, hesitating for a moment.
Chapter completed!