Under Noah's gentle press, Lorraine felt like she had entered a peaceful harbor.

Half dreaming and half awake, he suddenly heard the cabin door being smashed.

Dongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdong!

Noya jumped far away like a frightened white ear. Lorraine suddenly lost her support and waved her hands in a mess on the heavy flower-woven carpet. Although it didn't hurt, she was also scared.

He grinned and got up, smiled apologetically at Noah, opened the hatch door, and saw Pierce.

"What's wrong?"

"Brother, at 10 o'clock, there is a large fog area, about fifteen kilometers away, we may pass through the side."

“Mist area?”

A very strange word, Lorraine couldn't help but frown and looked at the sky.

The sky is very good, the big waves on the sea are caused by trade winds, and have nothing to do with heavy rainstorms and thunders. How can this situation encounter fog areas?

"Let Henna go around, at this time..."

"captain!"

Before Lorraine could finish her order, Cron ran over with a panic expression, and his white ears were still lying on his head, and he couldn't even pull them off.

"Captain, the bottom cabin is starting to leak! We have been injecting water for too long, and the glue on the sealing plate has begun to fall off, and there is basically no possibility of rescue!"

"The bottom cabin leaks?" Lorraine's face changed drastically, "One, or..."

"Three!"

There are six watertight cabins on each side of the Butterfly Flower, plus the bow and stern of the boat, a total of fourteen.

There were four water injections before, and the draft of the ship had been pressed to the limit. If there were three more... no! It was four!

The ship will surely sink!

Lorraine took a deep breath, and her brain, which was finally empty, quickly turned around again.

The wreck is the worst possibility, but the cabin itself is not damaged, and there are enough sailors on the ship to drain, so the possibility of a direct wreck is very slim.

But starting to inject water in the three compartments will definitely further slow down the speed of the Butterfly Flower. It won’t take long for the Reindeer to catch up. In the vast sea, they have no chance to escape!

The only way to live...

Lorraine gritted her teeth: "I'll go to the helm, Kron, Pierce and Noya directed the sailors to drain the water, so that Henna could go to the observation deck immediately... and Yacharin, call him up!"

"Captain, you want to..."

"We... enter the fog area!"

Entering the fog area!

Fifteen kilometers apart, the current speed of Butterfly Flower only takes one hour. Even if the speed loss caused by wind cutting and water leakage is included, the entire process will not exceed one and a half hours.

Lorraine climbed to the helm with the crowd and took the handwheel from Henna.

The two of them looked at each other, both of them pursed their lips, and nodded at each other solemnly.

"The left rudder is full, the sail is half across, cut the wind!" Lorraine shouted loudly to the sailors on the deck, "Butterfly Flower, Target, Fog Zone!"

...

As soon as he chased and escaped, the speed of the Butterfly Flower gradually decreased. The Reindeer went around from behind to the side, chasing and chasing Lorraine's right rear.

This is the news from Henna on the lookout.

Judging from the Reindeer response, Vilun obviously also discovered the existence of the fog area and saw through Lorraine's attempts.

Lucky, or unfortunate...

The fog area is not at twelve o'clock, but at 10 o'clock.

With a cut angle of nearly 30 degrees, the reindeer with a full sail cannot cut the wind straight in as skillfully as the Butterfly Flower. After losing the huge sail at the stern, all she can do is to keep the line breaking to maintain the speed of pursuit in this way.

This undoubtedly greatly increased the distance of the Reindeer, and barely maintained the balance of speed between the two sides when the enemy was fast and slow.

The deck of Butterfly Flower was messy.

The wind was high and the waves were fast, and the wind was in an unstable wind-cut environment. The sailors lined up in long rows and stood on the deck, and each tied a cable to fix the body around his waist.

They sent a bucket of water from the bottom cabin, poured it into the sea, and then passed it back, and it began to circumference.

Grab time, speed, load, and wind!

You need to grab everything with your own hands, and every little advantage is used to offset your increasingly distinct disadvantages!

I saw the fog area!

While seeing the fog area, a sudden scream came from the deck: "Destroyer!"

The Reindeer's huge body suddenly jumped out of the sea level, smashed the waves with a rumbling sound, and rushed straight towards the side of the Butterfly Flower from two kilometers away!

"Acharin! Boom her sail!"

Lorraine roared and suddenly filled the rudder. Yacharin obtained the elevation angle, and the long-established six-pound cannon and the reindeer's bow cannon were activated at the same time!

Boom boom boom boom boom!

Huge splashes soared into the sky, blooming on both sides of the ships on both sides. The salty sea water poured on Lorraine's face. Lorraine wiped her face and pulled the bow back back to the route.

"It's 1.7 from the fog area, 1.3 from the reindeer, Lorraine, she will intercept us!" Henna shouted on the lookout.

"She can't stop it!" Lorraine's face was full of ferociousness, "Wuansheng, turn toward! Yacharin, go to the stern!"

Kron ran to raise the sail himself, and Yacharin rolled and crawled into the stern cabin. The sail rose again, Lorraine cut the wind and pulled the bow back from the new direction to the wind. The whole ship rushed and became a front and back with the reindeer again.

The distance between the two sides is less than one kilometer. On the vast sea surface, this distance is almost the same as rear-end collision!

The reindeer's bow cannon roared again, and one of them rubbed the hull and plowed out the debris in the sky.

The Butterfly Flower Count pressed on the waves, the bow was high, and then fell!

"Acharin!"

"Sophie Labrad, bless me!"

boom!

There was only a cannon sound at the stern of the high-rise boat. Yacharin fired a chain bullet, and then abandoned the cannon and fell to the porthole and looked at it.

The round iron bullet drew a high arc and opened in the air. A chain and two hemispheres flew to the top of the head of the reindeer like a straightened dumbbell, hanging on the dense sail cables on the bow.

It turned around the sail rope and circled it, and the red-hot iron chains burned the two cables in just a while.

Collapse! Collapse!

Yacharin knew that this was his own auditory hallucination, but he heard such singing.

The inclined sail of the reindeer bow fell down, and the huge upper horizontal sail instantly unloaded its force, falling loosely into half a sail.

“Vive la!”

Amid Yacharin's cheers, the Reindeer slowed down suddenly as if he had stepped on the brakes. Before the ship was adjusted, the broken Butterfly Flower returned to the wind cut line, swaying, and plunged into the thick fog that seemed to be entrenched on the sea, and it disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Viren stared blankly at the disappearing ship shadow.

"I... failed?"

The Navigator was beside him in panic reminder: "Admiral, this location is with Ireland, Iceland is just at the three fulcrums of the equilateral triangle, according to the ancient Navigator's legend..."

"I've heard that legend." Villen interrupted the Navigator coldly, "Vissuemn gave "The Mirror of the Sailor" as a gift to every admiral of the Chamber of Commerce. Although it is an ancient chart with no value, I have the honor to read it."

“Since you know…”

"Are you afraid?" Villen stared at the navigator, his eyes full of fierceness. "It's just a strange fog area and reef area. The barbaric English pirates dare to enter, but we... the glorious French gentleman is going to be seized by the fear of the ancients?"

The navigator swallowed with difficulty: "Admiral has orders..."

"Go back."

“Eh?”

"Order, return." Weilun dusted the front of his blood-stained windbreaker. "As far as I know, there are no less than five adventurers trying to explore the island of Kirigiri in the past century, but the boat cannot enter and the big ship cannot come out. The stupid English pirates rushed into the fog area this time, which is no different from death."
Chapter completed!