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Chapter Twelve

In the night wind, the waves on the Atlantic Ocean rise and fall...

A strangely dilapidated three-masted sailing ship was sailing against the wind. The tattered and riddled sails on the mast looked shaky. However, facing the strong wind, there was an invisible wind forcefully pushing the ship against the wind.

Moving forward. The two winds seemed to be blowing against each other, and the surrounding airflow was constantly disturbed. The rotating airflow made the waves more turbulent. As the waves beat, the three-masted sailboat was bumping and swaying from side to side.

In the cabin, in a small single crew room...

At this time, Allen was lying on a very simple wooden single bed. A kerosene lamp was hung on the wall made of wooden planks. The light of the flame swayed violently with the shaking of the ship's hull.

Allen's vision was dim and blurry, as if affected by the bumps and shakes. He felt that his vision was flickering, his head was extremely heavy, and he was dizzy. A top-heavy dizziness made him extremely uncomfortable.

, I almost feel like vomiting.

Suddenly, there was a violent shaking, and Allen fell directly from the bed to the ground. Although the shock was not serious, it was enough to wake him up from his dizziness.

During the shaking, Allen held his hands on the ground and shook his head vigorously. His consciousness finally returned to some extent. Where was I? What happened?

After more than ten minutes, Allen barely resisted the desire to vomit, tried to wake himself up, and then racked his brains to remember what happened. Suddenly, Allen slapped the wooden floor with one hand, shaking the wooden floor.

They were all slightly cracked! He remembered! He understood what happened!

Allen struggled to stand up, and the ship's hull shook, making him almost fall again. Allen finally stabilized his body and adapted to the strong bumps. He held on to the wall and walked toward the deck.

Arriving on the deck, under the black night sky, an icy sea breeze blew against his face. Allen glanced towards the deck and took a closer look. Sure enough, he saw a man in a black coat on the deck, raising his hands.

It seems that he is controlling something. This person is none other than Columbus.

Allen walked quickly towards Columbus without saying a word.

And Columbus naturally noticed the movement behind him. He turned around and said with a smile on his face: "Brother! Are you awake?"

"Bang!!!"

Allen punched the smiling face directly. Columbus screamed and was knocked two meters away. He leaned back and fell to the deck. His nose bone broke instantly and nosebleeds flowed across the deck.

It's terrible.

"Ah!!! It hurts! It hurts me to death!!!" Columbus covered his nose and rolled on the deck. Then he wailed loudly: "Why are you like this!? You can beat me! But

, please don’t hit me in the face!”

When Allen heard the words of Columbus who was lying on the deck rolling and screaming, he couldn't help being amused by him again. Isn't this guy an idiot? He actually knew that he was wrong. However, how could Allen let him go easily? Allen rubbed

Holding his fists, he stepped forward again...

"Ah!!! Ahhhh!!!" Another burst of screams sounded like ghosts crying and wolves howling...

Allen stepped on Columbus's back, and his anger subsided slightly. At this time, Columbus was like a dead dog, motionless and breathless. His whole face could no longer be described as bruised and swollen, it was simply a dog.

Large BBQ pork trotters.

"I promised not to slap you in the face..." Columbus seemed to be dying, looking pitiful and miserable.

"Don't pretend to be dead!" Allen was rude, and he naturally controlled the severity of his attacks. Allen only caused pain to his skin and flesh. With the strength of Count Columbus, he could recover by drinking some blood. However,

Allen couldn't figure out why this guy was dragging him on the road. He felt confused and depressed. If Columbus was a complete villain, he would have killed someone long ago. But unfortunately, Columbus was like a mangy dog

, which makes people angry and happy at the same time, but there is really no reason to kill him.

"Why did you go back on your word!?" Allen continued to ask.

"Wait..." Columbus was stepped on the ground by Allen. At this time, he struggled to get up, but Allen's feet stepped on him unwillingly. Columbus had to beg for mercy: "The wind just started.

, I had to control the wind and sail against the wind. Now that the wind has stopped, if it takes too long, I will deviate from the channel and direction."

"Get out of here!" Allen's rudeness is becoming more and more like George's. It's no wonder that for so many years, this is the only time he has been tricked. Allen said angrily: "I

I'll dismantle your broken boat now! No matter what, I'll swim back!"

"Ah!!! No!!!" Columbus instantly burst out with a howl like a killing pig, and then he weakly said: "You...can't swim back..."

"What!?" Allen was stunned for a while before he reacted. A feeling of fear instantly arose in his heart. He leaned down suddenly, grabbed Columbus's collar with both hands, lifted him up, and then,

He asked word by word: "Where is this!?..."

"You... have been sleeping for more than a week... We... have crossed the Strait of Gibraltar and entered the Atlantic Ocean long ago..." Columbus did not dare to answer, and his voice became smaller and smaller. Under Allen's angry gaze

Under the gaze, he still struggled to tell the truth.

Allen immediately let go of Columbus. He was completely confused. The Atlantic Ocean is also called the Endless Sea in the distance. Someone once asserted that it will lead to the end of the world. It is no better than the almost closed Mediterranean Sea, no matter which direction it is.

You can always find land if you swim, but once you enter this endless sea, if you fall into the sea here, no one can know where it will be swept by the ocean currents.

At this time, Allen really wanted to die. After a few seconds of silence, he cursed angrily and loudly: "Fuck you! Are you sick? Why do you have to drag me on the road!

?”

"Because... you are not afraid of the sun..." Columbus's beaten pig's trotters face, a pair of small eyes shining in the swollen sockets, said: "I have always had a problem, that is, I can't use it during the day.

A sextant measures the position of the sun."

Seeing Columbus's serious answer, but the answer was so ridiculous, Allen felt a little crazy. He grabbed his hair, became furious, and cursed loudly: "Asshole!!! Don't you have someone who can show you the way?"

That bullshit compass!?”

"Because... I want to prove whether scientific methods can be effective..." Columbus swallowed and said seriously: "I can teach you how to use a sextant."

"Science... learn from your sister!!!" Allen was completely crazy. This was really extremely innocent. He was actually taken aboard the pirate ship by this idiot for such a ridiculous reason, and

It was still a desperate journey into the endless sea. Allen finally couldn't bear it anymore, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Ah!!! Let's see if I don't beat the shit out of you!!!"

"Ah!!! No!!!" Columbus was immediately terrified.


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