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Choaaaah-!
The southern end of the empire.
A week of sailing out to the southern seas from the huge military port known as the 'Port at the End' and cutting through the waves.
Choaaaah-!
A giant, unsinkable warship made of water split the waves with all five sails spread.
Phew!
A red flag with a black spear and black tentacles fluttering wildly above the central mast as high as a tower.
The name of the battleship that resembles a floating island is 'Taiko no Yeongmyeon'.
It was the flagship of the most powerful fleet in the empire.
“Captain! I see them over there! It’s a fleet of merchant ships from the Emirate of Amir.”
A sailor shouted at the top of his voice from the center mast.
“!”
The next moment, all the sailors and crew on board the ship's eyes lit up and they began to move busily.
“Turn it back!”
“Turn it back!”
Sailors, battle mages, and knights were bustling on the wide deck like a field.
Charrrr!
Eight sailors turned the pulley to load the massive ballista.
A black arrow larger than a spear was placed on top of it, and three battle wizards chanted spells toward the arrow.
“In one breath, piercing.”
“Breathtaking, windy.”
“Pure, power.”
'Penetration' to pierce the opponent's ship.
'Paralyzing smoke' and 'tear gas' to create chaos on deck and in cabins.
'Spear of Power' to increase pure power.
Three spells were prepared for a single shot.
On the deck, which was wide enough to accommodate a horse, twelve such ballistas were prepared.
“Put the sails up!”
“Put down the oars!”
“Raise the flag of the Three Headed Dragons!”
Officers shouted and urged the sailors on, experienced sailors prayed in secret, and battle mages checked the remaining amount of coral reagent.
“Your Excellency the Admiral.”
That lively tension and excitement was short-lived.
As a woman emerged from the captain's cabin, the sailors and men parted to make way.
Chuck. Chuck. Chuck. Chuck.
In a time when superstitions were rampant that women would have bad luck if they boarded ships, the two maritime monarchs who actually controlled the eastern and southern seas of the empire were both women.
Saaaaah-.
A refreshing breeze, incongruous with the blazing sun, blew through her voluminous red hair.
Her red hair flowed down her back like a long cloak, flowing gracefully in waves despite the salty wind that hit her every day.
Her eyes were as blue as the sea, her skin was as white as powder, and her slightly exposed ankles had flashes of shiny green scales.
Admiral of the Red Flag, Shub Ardella Ardella, commonly known as Shub Ardella.
She was an imperial admiral who led the Cheonchang fleet and sailed the southern seas with the 'Taego's Sleep' as her flagship.
The main missions are to plunder the Emirate's trading ships, destroy the Emirate's pirates, escort the imperial trading ships, and deal with all kinds of sea debris.
Although it was contradictory, the navy, trade, and privateering were not such distant concepts.
“…….”
Shub Ardella looked at the Emirate's fleet of trading ships.
Choaaaah! Choaaaah! Choaaaah!
There appeared to be hundreds of ships turning away at the same time.
Normally, it would have been right to immediately spread the sails and give chase, but all the sailors on board the Taigo Eternal Sleep had folded their sails.
This was not a misjudgment on their part, but an analysis based on long experience.
“Your Majesty, he is coming.”
Her trusted adjutant, Arianne, pointed west.
Choaaaah-!
Ahead of the merchant fleet, a blue-painted warship circled the waters.
The battleship was also an unsinkable warship made of giant watercraft, and had the majesty to make trade ships measuring up to 60 meters look like dolphins before whales.
The name of the warship owned by the Emirate of Amir is 'Sultan's Mercy', and the name of the admiral is Al Azif.
He was the greatest rival of the era, having fought the 'Eternal Sleep of Ancient Times' five times.
Of course, Shuv Ardella did not recognize any rivals.
'I'm sick of it all.'
Because she didn't do this because she wanted to.
“Prepare to fire ballistas. After the bombardment, we will move into close combat and attempt to capture the ship.”
The admiral's orders were given, and the sailors and battle mages began to move busily once again.
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Choaaaah-!
Above the sparkling Southern Sea, the primordial sleep and the Sultan's mercy gradually drew closer.
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The red and blue battleships came so close that they seemed about to collide.
Looking down from above, it seemed as if I could reach out and touch it.
Of course, to do that, you would need to have arms that were at least 100 meters long.
The moment the two bowsprits crossed, the two battle wizards chanted with all their might.
Woohoo!
“A little more, a little more, a little more!”
A soft purple glow rose from the ballista's massive arrow.
The decks of both ships were filled with the mana energy gathered by the wizards.
Soon the two ships began to pass each other and face each other side by side.
"firing!"
“Pour it out!”
The officers and knights of each ship shouted without regard to who should go first.
Although the Imperial language and the Southern Continent language were different, it was very easy to understand each other.
Thud!
Arrows the size of long spears were fired from ballistas the size of houses.
Thud!
The large arrows made of silver and black iron were valuable in their own right, and if the mana spent on enchanting them could be used to obtain quite a bit of octo, the craftsmen who made those ballistae were originally those who held hammers and saws to make houses and furniture.
Thud!
The arrow of destruction that turned all the possibilities of creation in the opposite direction faithfully fulfilled the mission for which it was born.
Slap! Slap! Slap!
The outer planks of the unsinkable battleships made of giant watercraft were measured in meters, not centimeters.
And the arrows imbued with the art of destruction finally pierced through the thick planks that were enchanted with a strengthening spell.
Cheeeeek!
Whizz!
Immediately afterwards, a foul smoke rose from the arrow that had dug into the hull.
The smoke had the effect of making you cry and have a runny nose, or your body freeze, or both at the same time.
Smoke billowed into the maze of corridors, cabins and decks.
“Eww!”
A group of brave soldiers rushed in, held their breath, pulled out the arrow, and threw it into the sea.
“Reload!”
“Reload!”
Charrrr!
Sailors were turning the pulleys like crazy, battle mages were generously using reagents and mana to cast spells, and officer knights were running around shouting.
Thud!
Wedge! Wedge! Wedge!
The Blue Battleship and the Red Battleship traded blows once again.
“Ahhhh!”
Splinters of wood flew, hapless sailors fell, and deep gashes appeared on the side of the ship.
But the unsinkable battleship was so huge that it couldn't be destroyed by an arrow the size of a 'mere' pike.
The intended effect was not to destroy the ship, but to poison at least one more sailor or crew member to gain an advantage in close combat.
So Shuv Ardella watched indifferently as the soldiers on both sides screamed like mad.
Wheeing-!
The sea breeze blew, causing waves to rise and red hair to flutter.
bang!
“Ahhhhh!”
She looked not at the enemy ballistas that had just been blown up by her allies, or at the friendly soldiers that had just fallen, but at the waves crashing on the sea.
Ooooooh-!
At that moment, she felt a strange energy that made her raise her head.
One ballista in 'Sultan's Mercy' was glowing black and vermilion instead of purple.
Krrrrrr-!
Dozens of struggling black demons were tied to the arrows.
The moment he was struck by the primordial sleep, he was sure to cast all sorts of terrible curses upon the sailors.
'Is this an old spell? A powerful erosion wizard.'
The captains of the Emirate were afraid to set sail, not knowing when an enemy admiral might appear and steal their ships and cargo, so they hired powerful magicians to come aboard at the mercy of the Sultan.
Shuv Ardella didn't know the details and didn't really want to know, but he couldn't just sit by and watch that arrow.
-If the arrow gets stuck, you may lose this battle.
-If you lose the battle, it is a breach of contract.
-You promised to protect this sea.
A strange headache shook the mysterious and passionate beauty.
“Ugh!”
She let out a moan that didn't match her beauty, then glared at the crimson ballista and sang in a low voice that no one could hear.
“Ra, RaRaRa. RaRaRa. Ra. RaRaRa.”
Rather than saying he didn't want to get caught, his tone was closer to saying he didn't want to do it.
Choaaaak!
The next moment, a huge wave suddenly rose between the two ships.
The upper deck of the unsinkable battleship was nearly 20 meters high, and it hung like a curtain over the deck.
The soldiers on both sides were shocked by the unexpected miracle, and the wave crashed forward without a care, covering the ballista and the wizard.
Choaaaak!
“Stop it!”
“Hold on to the wizard!”
No matter how huge the wave was, it was not easy to overcome the strength of the superhumans who had the determination to endure it.
But at the moment the wave crashed, hundreds and hundreds of hands made of foam were stretched out.
“Kwaaaaak!”
Swaaaahh …
The waves grabbed the Amir Emir wizard by the collar and threw him back into the sea.
Cheeeeeee… … .
The crimson glow rising from the ballista faded away in an instant.
“Wizard!”
“What the hell!”
“The imperial sorcerer is using a vile trick-!”
The sailors of the 'Sultan's Mercy' all hurled abuse.
“Keep calm!”
“Wake up!”
“It will turn around again!”
The emirate's knight officers, wearing iron armor and turbans, shouted madly, but the sailors pretended not to hear them.
“Eww-!”
“Keeeeeek-!”
“Shiieik-!”
The helmsman turned the rudder without permission and headed towards the eternal sleep of the ancient world.
The bodies of the Amir Emirate's sailors were twisted and mutated into horrifying and powerful forms.
Ugh, ugh!
It was common for height and size to double.
Its jaw split open, blade-like legs sprouted from its back, its arms grew to six, a shell grew over its entire body, the two fused together, and the swollen flesh spewed out poisonous smoke.
Shuv Ardella smiled slightly at the sight.
“Ra, RaRaRa. Ra, RaRaRa. Ra-.”
This time the singing was a little more enthusiastic.
“Ahhhhh.”
“Ugh!”
“We, we are soldiers of the empire.”
The eyes of the sailors and officer knights aboard the ancient ship briefly turned a dull green.
Their entire bodies were covered in scale-like patterns that flashed and then disappeared repeatedly.
For a moment, they looked at Shuv Ardella with eyes filled with absolute trust and obedience, and shouted at the top of their lungs.
“We will go to the deepest part!”
Tentacles writhed and scales glittered in the shadows of the Imperial sailors.
The weapons they held all had a soft, watery ripple, their eyes returned to focus and flashed a green light, and gill-like wrinkles folded on their necks.
It was the mermaid's blessing.
“Wow!”
Boom! Boom!
A hooked plank was placed between the two ships, and humans wearing monster skins and monsters wearing human skins clashed.
Choaack!
“Kwaaak!”
Every time the sword was swung, people and monsters screamed and fell into the sea.
“…….”
At one time, he showed affection towards the soldiers, and at another time, he pledged loyalty to the royal family.
But today, all those feelings are blurred in infinite time.
Shuv Ardella and Arianne looked at the sight with disgust.
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“There are eighteen chests of gold bars, sixty-two chests of silver bars, eight warehouses of silk, twelve carts of low-grade gems, and two carts of high-grade gems. In addition, various reagents and high-grade spices…….”
The sun set over the western horizon.
Adjutant Arianne reported endlessly.
“The last ships that were safely captured are 138. Of these, 107 ships have magic circuits, and if we exclude the ships with the old magic circuits, we can send a total of 55 ships.”
The ancient sleep overcame the Sultan's mercy, while the other ships of the Heavenly Spear fleet surrounded the Amir's Emirate trade fleet.
Shub Ardellah watched indifferently as Al Azif was beheaded and thrown into the sea.
“It’s okay.”
“Yes, Admiral.”
She hesitated for a moment, counted on her fingers, recalculated several times, then continued.
There was a sigh of relief in the voice.
“That should be enough as a final gift.”
Arianne nodded.
“A thousand years have passed now.”
“Yeah. It was terribly long. I was bound by a contract, so I couldn’t grow old or die.”
“I have some bad news.”
“Is the Governor looking for me?”
Arianne nodded.
Shuv Ardella shuddered.
There was a clear look of contempt in his eyes, which were like the blue sea.
“Call me. It would be better if the ship sinks in the middle.”