Trinitas Mundus - The Story of Saint Knight Ray

June 1st evening.

The sea snake dragon (Sea Serpent) sitting in Cheslock Bay has been successfully crusaded, and sailors are cheering in the harbor.

They couldn't get the ship out because of Cesar Pent, and their cravings (frustration) had accumulated. But at last, when the cause is removed and tomorrow we can go out into the sea again, it expresses joy all over our bodies.

In the meantime, Ray, the special medal in this crusade, had received a masculine, rough welcome from the seamen to be bashed in the back and arms by the sailors.

"I'm not the only one in charge. You've all joined forces to take them down."

Hearing his words, the sailors cheer even more.

"That's the White Master! You're going to the celebration!

"Yes, I'll join you! But I have something to do before then..."

When he said that, the skinhead giant came forward.

"So you need me," the man, Tobias Closure, calls out.

He was also participating in this crusade, and had seen the Rays challenge Cesar Pent with their lives at stake.

"Yes. Now you'll get the ship out to Jilsol, won't you," says Ray, Tobias nodding loudly.

"I'll send you on my Westwind. Don't worry."

Tobias and I had promised to have the ship out if Cesar Pent could be eliminated. Ray confirmed it.

"Thank you. So is it okay if we leave tomorrow?

"I don't mind that. Just decide which port you want to go to in Jilsol."

On the island of Gilsall there are two ports: the Renecrate in the north and the city of Gilsall, the Wang capital, in the south. There are other smaller fishing villages, but there are only two ports where the Zephyr, a medium-sized vessel, can enter the port.

The renecrate is approximately 100 km (Kimmel) in a straight distance from the chess lock. Depending on the wind conditions, it can arrive as little as one day and night, usually a day and a half.

The jirsole on the other hand needs to bypass the island, which makes it about three hundred and fifty kimmels. The sailing takes about three days and nights at the earliest.

It is one hundred and fifty kimmels by road from Lenecrate to Zirsole, and even if things go well, it takes about four days with a horse. The sea route is more advantageous in time, but Ray doesn't know how much risk there is to the voyage.

"Which would you prefer? To be honest, I'm not sure."

"You should turn it into a renecrate," he replies instantly.

"Why? You think the route to Jilsol is dangerous?

Tobias grins niggly and awesome at Ray's inquiry.

"You guys are from Fonce and Periclitle in Lax. I mean, haven't you ever been out to sea on a boat? Then I definitely get seasick. Besides, if you're going to take the horse, you should keep it as short a voyage as possible."

"That's true," he replied, thinking about seasickness.

(Speaking of which, how long has it been since I got on the boat... about as long as I took a ferry on a trip when I was a kid? You didn't get seasick because you barely wobbled then...)

Ray consults Ashley, Stella and Luna.

"What do you think? I think I should get on with Mr. Tobias's suggestion."

"Right. As much as I've been on a boat in the lake. You should respect the opinions of sailors who are experts here."

When Ashley says that, Stella says, "I agree,"

"The ocean rocks more than I thought. I was fine, but I took a few boats with my previous husband, but I see a lot of people suffering from seasickness. Shouldn't you be on the boat as short as possible?"

Luna also has no experience aboard the ship and agrees to go to Renecrates because "seasickness seems to be hard".

"That's up to you. If you're a day or two late, it won't be a problem, and if you're ill and can't move, it's the same thing."

When everyone nodded to Ray's opinion, he informed Tobias that he would renecrate his destination.

"Okay. And then we're going home, but at this time, we won't be able to find a ship to the Empire that you can use in Renecrates. I don't know how long you're going to be in Jilsol, but if you have some plans, I'll pick you up with it."

"No appointments have been made so far. Doesn't the ship at Mr. Tobias go to Renecrates regularly?

"Right. I don't serve it regularly, but I go to Renecrates once a month at this time of year. I don't mind if you decide to go to Renecrates on the head of the moon, and if you use a fishing boat to send me a letter, I'll pick you up."

"Thank you. But is that okay? I think we should leave the ship after the merchandise has been collected."

Tobias banged his shoulder when Ray said so,

"This time I can get the ship out thanks to you. It's nothing like that."

It was thus decided to depart tomorrow, June 2nd, for Renecrates on Gilsall Island and, if nothing, pick them up in early July. It was also decided that if we could return before then, if we entrusted a letter to a fishing vessel or a small trading vessel in Renecrates, we would be picked up.

The Rays secure and appease the means to cross to Gilsall Island.

"That's the end of the story! We're gonna start the celebration banquet now!

From the sailor who was surrounded by Tobias's voice: "Ooh!!" "He raised his voice.

The celebration took place throughout the night.

The Rays drank until around the time the date changed because of the lead role, but they returned to the inn because they were leaving the next morning.

The next morning, although slightly windy, the clear blue skies of the South were spreading.

Ray and Ryan are hungover as usual, but the magic of Ray and Ione's detoxification hasn't left them that bad.

Tobias and the others were preparing to sail when they went to the merchant breakwater. They should have been drinking all night, but they worked fine without showing any such fatigue.

"Good morning," said Ray, good for Tobias,

"Still, you've been drinking till after us, and you're fine."

"I work out differently. Gahahahaha!" Tobias laughs.

"If this wind continues, I'll put it on the renecrate by dawn tomorrow. For that matter, it's going to shake a little."

I heard it would be a little earlier than planned, and the Rays would be relieved.

And Luna conveys her gratitude to Vitali White of the Robbins Chamber of Commerce, who guided her from Imperial Primes.

"Thank you for taking me so far. No big trouble thanks to it and it looks like you can cross to Jill Sole"

"No, if I could repay the great-great Lockhart family a little, I would never be better at this. But I think Cesar Pent is a big problem."

Vitali says so and laughs.

"That's true. Huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

Following Vitali, words are exchanged with Ijdoah Richards, commander of the fort who is dropping him off, and Harry Moran, captain of the galley ship.

"Thanks to you, the harbor was normalized. Let me thank you again."

Ray humbles Richards when he says, "We had a benefit, too."

"The prize money for the crusade could only be given in the amount of 10,000 C (krona), but I urge the commercial guild to take into account it in the purchase of materials. Look forward to your assessment by the time you get home."

The prize money for the crusade was 20,000 C (about 20 million yen in Japanese yen), but half 10,000 C was the fishermen's share, in the words of Ray, who also wanted fishermen, merchant ship sailors and others who cooperated.

In addition, the skin of Cesar Pent is not only the material of first-degree equivalent demons, but is often submerged in the sea even when crusaded. As a result, it was rarely valuable and would definitely be more than 100,000 C.

"Thank you. But is it okay?

"What do you mean you're okay?" Richards asks back.

"Since the large crossbow (barista) has been wiped out, I thought it would be necessary to repair it..."

Richards and Moran laugh at Ray's words.

"Hahaha! No, I'm sorry. I didn't think the mercenaries would pay attention to repairing Imperial Army equipment."

When Richards put it that way, Moran also remained grossly out of touch.

"You don't have to worry because the military will fix it with expenses. Besides, baristas are hardly used equipment. You don't have to interfere with your work."

After we talk about that, we also exchange farewell greetings with them and prepare to board the ship.

Then take the horse to the barn. Livestock may be carried on this vessel, which was equipped with gates for placing animals on board.

The horses didn't quite hear me say it because it was their first ship, but only Ray's beloved horse traveler gets on the boat very manly.

"Have you been on it before?," Ray tilts his neck, but Ashley replies, "That's possible.

"What do you mean?," Ray asked,

"Frogman horses are imperial military horses. The Imperial Army may use the ship when attacking Lukes from around the Imperial Capital. There must have been times when we carried horses, so there's a chance we're used to it."

Imperial armies often invade on a corps by corps basis and need to carry large quantities of supplies. For this reason, seaways suitable for mass transit are often used. Horses often use land routes in view of their loading and horse's physical condition, but they are still not all carried by boat.

"Well, a frog horse is smart before that. Maybe I just followed you honestly knowing I had to ride."

I was ready to sail while we were talking about that.

"Then we're leaving port!" Rays ran up to the deck to Tobias's voice.

The Zephyr, commanded by Tobias, broadened the triangle sail (Latino Sail) considerably and left the port to glide through Cheslock Harbor.

While proceeding through the bay, the deck just leaned, there was no big shake, and Ray was excited about his first sailboat to board.

"It's going pretty fast."

"Right. I feel faster than people run, but I wonder."

We were talking about that, but when we leave Cheslock Bay, the sway gets bigger. Ray, who at first spoke sparingly of "wobbly," but in less than an hour he turns pale and begins to suffer in the cabin.

(I understand exactly what Mr. Tobias means. If this shake lasts for three days, I won't have the strength...)

He and Ashley, Ryan and Ione suffered from seasickness in the same way.

Starting with Stella, the Beasts are hitting the Rays' nursing without becoming particularly seasick. In addition to working out with rigorous training, they have been on the ship many times, because of their resistance.

In the meantime, Luna had left herself to the rocking of the ship without being seasick.

"Is Luna okay?" Ryan asks with a bitter look.

"Yeah, it feels shaky, but it's not a problem," he said.

"I used to get drunk on buses when I was a kid, but it's strange that I'm not used to ships," he grumbled.

Luna herself hadn't noticed, but the dark spirits were working to stabilize her spirit, dampening the autonomic disturbances that caused seasickness.

Ray didn't quite recover. He was thinking about seasickness, suffering from terrible headaches and nausea.

(We talked about the cause of seasickness. I lost my sense of equilibrium and that disturbs my sympathetic or parasympathetic nerves... so I don't feel like I can do this with magic... no, I might be able to figure it out if I think of magic that stabilizes my spirit...)

I try to hang the magic of mental stability, which is dark attribute magic, but it doesn't really work. In the meantime, the Ashleys had overcome one seasickness after another, recovering until they could eat.

Although Ashley tells me "I'm not working out enough," Ray tries a lot of magic without answering it. And at the end of the day, I fell asleep by hanging the magic of sleep (sleep) on myself.

The next morning, I wake up with the sailor's voice.

"It's time to get to Renecrates!

Sleeping also alleviated Ray's seasickness somewhat and went up from the cabin to the deck.

Upon ascending the deck, the sun is about to rise in the eastern sky, and the dawn illuminates the ship, dyeing the sea surface, which was black, in a flock of blue. The Rays were breathtaking in their beauty to the divine.

When the brightness increases, the contours of Gilsall Island, which was nothing more than a black shadow, appear firmly.

There are high mountains in Zirsol hanging from the centre to the northeast. The light hits the mountain, creating a beautiful contrast between the orange light and the black shadow, and the sea, which is turning from herd blue to marine blue, accentuates the vibrancy.

"You're beautiful," Ray said in an unexpected voice.

"Right. I've never seen anything like it before."

Luna was leaking the same sentiment.

"We'll be entering Renecrates in less than an hour. If you want to eat, it's time now. I'll drop the fire in a minute."

Hearing Tobias's words, Ray suddenly felt hungry.

(Speaking of which, I haven't eaten anything since yesterday morning...)

You realize that, Ashley invites you to "go downstairs".

There was no such thing as a dining room on the boat, but a small kitchen next to the cabin received a simmering soup and strong bread in a deep vessel. They are also given white wine in wooden jocks.

"It's wine in the morning," Ray mutters as he rubs around his stomach, the kitchen sailor laughs and says, "You don't seem to be completely cured of seasickness yet," explaining why.

"If it's water, it hurts right away. Besides, white wines are famous for Jill Saul, so you can get them cheap. Well, there's some water I loaded yesterday today, so I'll take your place, if that's okay."

Ray cares about his food poisoning and replies that he can stay white wine.

I would eat a good meal in the morning, but it tasted better than I thought and was a good amount for Ray, who was hungry. In addition, the discomfort of seasickness had been reduced due to the stopping of hunger and the slight turning of drunkenness in wine.

"That was surprisingly delicious," Ray said, "because they say hunger is the best seasoning," Luna laughed.