Chapter 11: Man of the Sea (XI)

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n the early morning, the sails are hoisted, and several flags rise suddenly in the blue sea. Ships rush out of the harbor, creating waves on the vast sea.

The seagulls circled and landed on the mast, chirping leisurely a few times. The deck was busy with the sailors shouting and pulling up the sails, which swelled up against the wind.

Guan Ling stood on the deck, looking at the seagulls landing on the mast with great interest, with a hint of excitement in his eyes. After all, for someone who faces a computer all year round, it is rare to be exposed to these things.

"Seagulls are messengers of the sea. When a storm comes, they will guide the direction for mankind." A gentle voice sounded slowly from behind. Edela was wearing riding clothes and a long sword slung over her waist. Her deep blue eyes looked at Guan Ling gently, and her head of golden hair was more dazzling than the sun.

Guan Ling looked at Adra expressionlessly, raised his hand, and took two steps back suddenly.

Damn, luminous objects are the most annoying!

Stunned by Guan Ling's actions, Edela scratched her hair in confusion and patted Guan Ling with a smile

Ling's shoulder, "Guan Ling, are you not used to the life on the ship? Do you want to go back and have a rest?"

Guan Ling put down his hand, pursed his lips slightly, shook his head firmly, stretched out his hand and grabbed Adra, not letting go for a moment, expressing his deep desire to be with you!

It is obvious that His Royal Highness the Prince is buying into this.

Her eyes became softer, and Adra touched Guan Ling's hair with pity, and said gently: "It's okay, you go back and rest first, I will accompany you later."

Having achieved the effect he wanted, Guan Ling withdrew his gaze with satisfaction, nodded obediently, and turned to walk into the cabin.

Adra watched Guan Ling slowly leave with some fascination, and became more determined in her thoughts.

He could no longer hide his feelings. His brother was so attached to him, and in his heart, there was no one else but Guan Ling.

This voyage was to propose to the princess of a neighboring country. He thought that perhaps he should find a way to reject this wedding.

The sea was still calm, the deep water reflected ripples in the sunlight, the silence was eerie.

In the guest room, Guan Ling opened the strategy manual in his hand with a sluggish face, looking at the task that had not made any progress with a little melancholy.

Why is this prince so difficult to deal with? As a straight man, I am willing to show my love to you. Prince, you are really a man if you don’t throw yourself at me?!

"Ding, dear players, dangerous objects are approaching. Please be prepared. Distance, ten, nine, eight..."

Frightened by the sudden countdown in his mind, Guan Ling's face twitched and he looked out the window reflexively.

At some point, the outside of the cabin was covered with dark clouds, and a large patch of thick fog gradually spread towards the ship at an incredible speed. In a short while, the entire fleet was completely buried in darkness.

“The storm is coming!!”

"Retract the sails and protect the prince!!!"

There was a faint sound of panic on the deck, and the cabin shook violently. Guan Ling staggered to the window and looked up.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" The sound of raindrops was like drums hitting the windows, making people's eardrums hurt. The cries of seagulls came from afar, circling around the fleet, and gradually became silent.

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