Level 99 First Territorial Management by Adventurers

"Helped me where I was in danger"

"Well, it's not irrelevant either. For now, read this."

The Tubasa docked in the form of a replacement for a pirate ship. Larsia, who jumped slightly from there, shook her head saying it was nothing and replied to Captain Evan, who had come to pick up his benefactor.

The shallow-black skinned captain, burned by day and tide, received a letter from a meadow pedigree (Magner) with a small number of fingers. It must be an ancient wound, not borne in the current battle.

He stared alternately at the sender and the beautiful pure white ship, and nodded as if that were the case.

"For more information, after this one calms down -"

"Ho, ho, ho. This is quite interesting."

As if to interrupt the conversation between the two, Allena comes down with a rope. It was sufficient to give a bad feeling to move with full body armor (plate armor), but I finished the move without any problems as to whether it had a good sense of balance.

I'm not wearing metal armor at sea without confidence or support.

"Alana sends her regards to the injured"

"Mm-hmm. We'll get right to it."

I had a complaint, but I can't throw it away when someone is suffering in front of me. In addition to the Cathedral Knight (Paladin) 's Hand, she also qualifies as a Priest (Priest) and can use recovery spells.

If that's not enough, you can give me magic medicine (potion).

"... Marvin, can I take care of the rest?

"Sure. Come on, Captain."

"Nice to meet you. Tell the hoist to come to the captain's office."

"I'm glad to hear it."

After entrusting one arm of Captain Even, Deputy Captain Marvin, the two moved to the Captain's office through a deck with traces of battle.

"First, let me thank you again. Thanks."

Keep your head down again before you sit back in the big captain's chair.

Speaking of Larsia, she didn't think she was going to get that far, and she was already sitting face to face. It's a little awkward, but the meadow species can't possibly care.

"Yeah. I'm glad we made it."

Receive it to Eagle Deep and defy your chest. At the same time, this story was a sign of intent to end.

"In the meantime, can I ask why you were attacked? Simply, we just ran into each other unluckily?

"I don't know what to say, but I don't know what to think."

A badly toothed dialogue for a man of the sea.

Surprised, Larsia decided from the outset to ask for an explanation. I'm not going back to Falve right away. The Tubasa is comfortable, and it doesn't matter how long it takes.

The aim in the first place is an expedition to the Southern continent.

It longitudes the tropics, cuts through storm encounters, and overcomes the threat of monsters and pirates living in the sea. The only reason to get the ship out is because the deal with the Southern continent, which has specialties such as sugar, spices and gold, as well as magic silver (miserable), has a huge margin of interest. That's enough to make a profit just sending three ships and one back.

This also means that it is so dangerous, but Captain Even's ability to come and go in a stable manner deserves special mention.

An obstacle that even he can't overcome. That's septicaemia. Half of the sailors on a long voyage called the Southern Expedition suffer from a cursed disease that eventually leads to death.

"If you eat vegetables and fruits that don't go through the heat, you can prevent them."

Yes, it was the Great Mage (Arch Mage) from different worlds who said it away like nothing.

With that?

No way.

Impossible.

I don't believe it.

Indeed, it is difficult to obtain during a voyage. Because that doesn't make it septic?

I don't want to believe it.

If that's the extent to which they can save the lives of their people, then what was their sacrifice? What should this sadness do with feelings that have no place to do?

Still, Captain Even did not deny it from his head.

If it were true - as a matter of fact, I was almost certain - it would definitely help a lot in the next Southern expedition.

This time, it's not just a deal, it's a plan to liberate people being treated like slaves - from a servant's point of view, robbery. I have never crossed the line in a complete manner, and more importantly, when sacrifices are made to the rescued people, I fall in the main.

To check the authenticity of the leukemia prevention method, which was told to be obvious. And to train, he was on a near-field but long voyage.

When I was moored because of signs of a storm in the north, I encountered a Sahagin pirate and it was a battle, but it was not ravaged unilaterally, probably thanks to the alignment of arms bragging, considering it was a battle during the expedition.

Of course, if Larsia didn't come in to help, it was only a matter of time before she was suppressed.

Excuse me, sir.

I knocked, but before I heard back, Alana came into the captain's office.

The same unyielding look conveyed with certainty that the treatment would have worked.

"It's getting late."

"It's all right, 'cause we haven't moved on at all"

Larsia's words have only a few thorns.

Have you not noticed that, or have you deliberately ignored it? Alana also lowered her back to the empty chair with her armor on.

"Talking is what caused the attack, isn't it?

"Oh...... Yes..."

Again, my mouth moves dull when I talk about it there.

That was because the "idea" was half-hearted myself.

"Captain, I'm a hoist. I came up when I heard you were calling!

A clear voice, followed by a knock.

Hold on, we're waiting for a response across the door.

"Get in."

Captain Even's majestic voice.

The only thing that came in seconds late for that is still to be bluffed, unusual boy.

Roteen's sailor apprenticeship, however, was not alone.

"I thought it was about this guy, and I brought him in!

"Oh. Come in with me."

"Ha. Look, it's this way."

Slowly came in, not human.

To unexpected rarities, both Larsia and Alana round their eyes.

"... Turtle?

"It's also possible that some kind of monster... At least you can't feel the evil phase."

Yes. That was a turtle.

following the sleigh and hoist, cramped indoors. As if words make sense.

Will he be about 3 meters tall? Even with Allena on top of Kohlo with her armor on, there's still going to be plenty of room. Its deep green armor was as beautiful as a gem, but there were wounds everywhere, wrapped around chains in the first place.

If this is the only situation, I can't even see it right after rescuing the tortoise that was captured.

"You stumbled upon this guy swimming. I just pulled it up to be gold."

"The pirates attacked us."

"Yes."

"Uh-huh."

How do I interpret it?

Exactly, it's hard to believe that the Sahaggins have been following just turtles.

Turtles are turtles.

You're already old, you've grown pretty big, and the emerald-like methyl is splendid, even if your crushed eyes are adorable, and the tortoise is the tortoise. I don't know why I'm going that far.

"No way, it's Azur Srl's pet or something"

"I don't think we're going to be chained to animals we love to play with."

Allena expressed a negative view as she used up the last divine spell of the day to treat the turtle. A tortoise glad that the pain was gone slips his head away as if to thank him.

"After all, do you understand the words?

"Come on, what do you think? Hoist, what do you think"

The captain asks the apprentice who hid himself in the barn with the tortoise during the raid.

"Me... me too, I think... Uh, I think."

"... speak normally"

"Yes. If you speak up, stop moving around, try to comfort me that I'm anxious, or think I'm not a normal turtle."

"I see, I see. In the meantime, I'm gonna take that chain off, so just sit tight."

Larsia speaks up, as if trying to confirm her testimony.

Though it may be coincidence, the chain-wrapped tortoise flashed on the spot.

"I tried to take that off too..."

"Well, I'll take care of it."

There are no keys that can't be unlocked by thieves (Rogues) of this meadow race, or traps that can't be unlocked.

He manipulates the chain as if to untie the yarn, and when he does, he unties the restraint.

"This looks like magic equipment, too"

"Then again, is it a kind of monster...?

However, it is difficult to identify just by referring to a turtle.

Some animals live longer and wiser normal - which is not normal at that point - and possibly inhabitants of the source world of water.

"If you have wisdom, who are you? Book turtle? Well, in person. It's best to ask the person."

With that said, Larsia retrieved a scroll (scroll) in which the Message spell was written.

Empress Verga collapses.

The person who feels most responsible for it must be Sahagin Pirate King “Pale” Azur Srl.

The Folio-Farina invasion, which became the last parental march.

In fact, an operation planned only to take one man. Though he could not accompany it, it was Azur Srl who developed his power of war.

And it was defeated by Valtrude Istas and his people.

Without protecting the great evil demigod.

It's hateful. For a moment, I even seriously thought about losing my life.

It was only with the last words of the Empress that I thought about it. Become the strongest, the successor to the great girlfriend, and wait for the time of resurrection. That's what makes it a sin.

But it doesn't make sense to just defeat kings of other races. Verga will not be pleased.

Therefore, "pale” Azur Srl set up her preferred measures and prepared herself.

It just didn't work out the way I expected it to, and it was behind schedule. It was meant to coincide with the abominable wedding of Valtrude Istas and Yut Amaxa.

But there's something about them. Some delay is unavoidable. Besides, we know these days that they're stuck in territory.

By the time I realized it, it was too late.

Now it's time for me to bark at you.

"What's going on?"

"The long-handed men found it, but said it was repelled..."

The flagship of the Sahagin Pirates, the Flame.

As the sun is setting, Azur Srl listens to reports from his men on its deck.

The scales are peeled off and the fins are missing.

But the brave standing figure in the hat made me feel the charisma of evil.

"Turn all ships to that waterfront."

"All ships?

"I gave you my orders."

The pirate king of Sahagin commands him to be cold while he dazzles the island (...), which consists of two mountains, large and small, floating beyond it, not his men in front of him.

The deputy who was given it down jumped into the sea to tell it as soon as possible when it was as stiff as it had been struck by lightning.

But the order was never executed.

Flagship, Flames.

The island that was floating ahead of it (...) gradually grew larger.

No, that's not accurate.

It's moving.

The island (...) is moving.

"Who's manipulating!?"

Azur Srl's unavailable voice.

But naturally, no one could answer that.

An island consisting of two mountains large and small.

The little mountain cracked to the side.

No, that's a mouth.

Huge jaws suck in seawater and chew up the pirate ship that came in with them.

"Who's manipulating!?"

Question of Azur Srl stuffed with cut feathers.

Those who could answer it were on the summit (...).

"This is amazing"

Larsia exclaims delight in the spectacle that plays under her eyes.

"... can I break it?

"No, no, because running away is enough"

An Albino girl called in by the spell of Message stares at her like a puppy she's been deposited with, but as Larsia, she couldn't possibly admit it.

That's because they who love peace will not allow it.

"Guaaaaaaaaaa"

A roar that echoes between the waves.

It wasn't the island that emitted it - it wasn't.

Archeron.

Even the mysterious Brewers are legendary. Huge imperial turtles all over land and sight.

A fairy tale I've heard once, even if I'm not a sailor, that the island that the shipwrecked sailor arrived at with his life was actually Archeron's back.

And the fantasy was real.

"Hi, it's insane"

A tiny island, or Alaina on Archeron's head, gives a trembling voice. This is the normal reaction. Larsia and Yona are insane.

"Guaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa"

A giant turtle, just missed with the island, leaves the waters.

With child turtles whose wounds have just healed.

That's right.

Understanding the situation thanks to the psychic powers of Telepathic Bond, they accompanied the child tortoise to liberate the parent tortoise.

With the Tubasa traveling in the sea, it is neither possible to approach Archeron without being found by the enemy, nor to persuade him to use Telepathic Bond again, nor to create it.

Kitty Turtle and I united our spirits in Telepathic Bond, and the way it was revealed was simple and ultimate.

Azur Srl, who discovered Archeron with all his eight hands, was going to take the child tortoise hostage, push this imperial tortoise forward and occupy Folio-Farina.

He even used magic equipment to restrain the child tortoise, but a storm broke out, allowing him to escape from the ship.

I was held back by Larsia, although she managed to retrieve the hostages while hiding from Archeron, and I was about to receive that retribution now.

No, it is suspicious whether the Emperor Turtle Archeron intends to do that.

The waves just move that giant, and the fins just plunder and the ship tilts. But that's just a phenomenon that occurs when you're just swimming.

In this case, no matter how skilled the Pirates are, they are full of hands on the ship. I can't afford to chase him.

"Hey, I'm kind of not convinced..."

Raise your voice that Allena doesn't want to admit that she couldn't even pull her weapon out on her pirate opponent.

I don't know how you feel. But it's too late, and there's no need for a fight.

Archeron is slowly separating the pirates. And, following Jonah's instructions, he was taking the needle south to rendezvous with Captain Evan.

"Evil defeated. The turtle helped. What more do you need?"

"Is it a personal activity…"

"Ha, ha, ha. To be honest, I don't hate you."

That's why the Cathedral Knight, thinking about it and solidifying himself in full body armor, kept him warm. I'm not going to take refuge weirdly, but I can't face Valtrude if she dies.

"Larsia, where are you going?

"Let's go to Hardenturm."

"And then what?

"It is. Whatever it is, it's hard to keep it hidden."

I don't mind having you offshore in Hardenturm, but the problem is for Archeron parents and children, I don't know if that's the right environment.

First of all, it's unclear what to eat. If they eat up all the fish around them, I'm not in trouble.

"It's okay, it's okay. He said he had a good idea."

Nothing is more incredible than the okay of a meadow species.

Two pairs of gazes pierce, but Larsia opened her mouth flat.

"What is Archeron's armor, practically an island?

"Well, you are. Somehow, it's land."

"Farming?

"I don't know why I'm telling you the answer."

Even if the Albino girl tells me the right answer, I don't feel remorse from the tone. Because I was busy imagining Yut's face when I got on board in Arkeron.

Fresh vegetables and fruits are needed to avoid septicaemia on a pelagic voyage.

Then all you have to do is ask Archeron to help you and sail while you grow up on that back.

"Yeah, yeah. Wonderful, that's a big name."

But I still don't know Larsia.

That it is not the Great Mage, but the Divine Body for the minute with the baby, who welcomes him back to Hardenturm aboard the Archeron.