Seagulls chirp and waves crash.

The salty sea breeze brings these noisy sounds together to the ears, forming a loud music.

But it could not cover up the cheers of the sailors.

The bow deck was already crowded with sailors wearing gray and white linen short-sleeved shirts.

They rubbed shoulders, stood on tiptoes and looked at the land not far away, shouting with joy!

"Bananka——!"

Crunch.

On the other side, Colin also opened the door of the captain's cabin and walked out.

The sea breeze blew gently, stirring the golden hair on his forehead.

'Bananka...'

He stared at the clearly visible island not far away, exhaled softly, and felt slightly relaxed.

Bananca Island will be arriving soon.

Finally getting rid of the dangerous environment at sea, I can breathe a sigh of relief for a while.

After thinking for a moment, he walked towards the bow deck.

"grown ups."

When the sailors saw him coming, they all said hello to him and stepped aside to clear a path for him.

There is a small deck behind the bow of the three-masted sailboat and under the foresail.

The view there is excellent and it is an excellent viewing platform.

Colin quickly came to the railing there and looked out.

A half-moon-shaped prosperous port comes into view.

At this time, as the distance got closer, the long coastline occupied his entire field of vision.

On the blue sea level, there are countless ships of different shapes floating.

Wooden sailboats like theirs only account for a small part, but there are many types -

Single mast, ketch, multi-mast, flat-bottomed, pointed-bottomed, broad-headed, narrow-headed, and even catamarans.

Of course, there are still more steel steamships without sails and smoking black smoke.

Woo——

The roaring sound of the whistle comes from time to time.

Those gray-blue steel ship ridges cut through the waves under the powerful power of the steam engine, moving forward rapidly, stirring up snow-white waves.

These steamships look similar to the steamships of previous generations, with several thick chimneys erected on the gray and blue decks.

But if you look closely, there are still many differences.

The steamships in this world are overall more rugged, and there are obvious traces of witchcraft in many details.

The closer to the port.

There were more and more ships on the left and right. Captain Lear controlled the three-masted sailboat and kept a safe distance from each other.

At this time, the sailors no longer gathered at the bow of the ship. Under the command of Lear, they gradually lowered the sails and sailed towards an empty space on the pier, preparing to berth.

"stop!"

Suddenly, a hurried shout sounded on the empty deck.

"Turn to starboard, barque, you can't moor in this space."

The voice continued.

Following the faint fluctuations of magic energy, Colin looked toward the source.

On an iron watchtower not far in front of the bow, a figure in a witch's robe was watching them.

The figure noticed his gaze and moved her lips.

A clear voice sounded on the deck again.

"Don't look at me, turn around quickly, there is a ship coming into the harbor behind you!" The voice was cold and impatient.

‘Sir?’ Lear stepped forward and asked hesitantly.

"Turn around." Colin said calmly, not paying attention to the attitude of the witch-robed figure.

Do as the Romans do. In a port as big as Bananka, it is normal to have some rules for berthing... The empty space in the port may be reserved for other uses.

Lear nodded, turned around and directed the sailor to control the sailboat to slowly turn and sail towards the corner.

"All sails lowered!"

"Bosun, pay attention to the sea ahead. The water here is not as deep as before."

He kept instructing.

Large ships cannot choose the location at will when anchoring.

It is necessary to comprehensively consider the seawater depth and the geological environment of the seabed.

If it is too deep and the anchor cannot reach the bottom of the sea, it will not have the effect of fixing the ship, and throwing it away will be in vain.

If the geology of the seabed is too soft, it will also be impossible to fix the ship, which is equivalent to throwing it away in vain.

If the geology is all rocky, it is very likely that the anchor will be dropped, but it may not be recovered.

Metal anchors can easily get caught on rocks and cannot be retrieved.

However, there are mostly suitable anchoring areas near the ports, so there is no need to worry too much.

On the watchtower.

The witch-robed figure watched them gradually turn around and nodded with satisfaction.

‘This ordinary three-masted sailboat can be anchored anywhere...

Good seats should be reserved for the steamers of official wizards and lords, it would be too wasteful to give them.’

"The leading wizard has never even seen a long-range sound transmission... I guess he is another wild wizard from the countryside who comes from somewhere.'

While he was thinking to himself, he picked up the brown book on the table and carefully recorded Colin's clothing and appearance.

【Blonde Blue Boy.】

【Handsome looking.】

He thought for a moment and then filled in the word "very" in the middle.

[Age between ten and thirty years old.]

[Wearing a gray witch robe with a triangle crest.]

[The ship is a somewhat dilapidated ordinary three-masted sailing ship.]

【……】

[Note: I have never seen remote sound transmission. It may be a wild wizard from a small place.]

After writing this, he closed the notebook and put it aside.

Continue to direct the ship to berth.

For information like this, the seals at the dock would come to him every day to buy it.

For him, it can be regarded as an extra considerable income.

Plop!

A huge black anchor was lowered into the water from the bow of the ship.

Ding~ding~ding.

The thick iron chain holding the anchor head made a clanking sound.

There was a dull sound as the anchor hit bottom.

With a squeak, the sailboat that was originally moving slowly suddenly stopped in place.

After a while.

Two small boats were lowered from the ship's side near the port and then headed towards the pier.

Before the boat arrived at the dock, the noisy sound gradually reached Colin's ears.

The sounds of vendors shouting, brokers soliciting customers, and the noise of passers-by talking.

Although I haven't seen the specific scene yet, I can imagine it from the sound alone. It must be an extremely lively scene.

The port has a dense flow of people and is an excellent location for the market.

In the past, Black Rock Island was a small island, basically closed to the outside world. Without outsiders, it was naturally impossible to form a port market like this.
To be continued...