Whispers of the Gods

Chapter 75 Guntar III (1)

It was not the first time that Guntar Kavalek woke up from a nightmare.

He couldn't see the man's face clearly, but he knew in his heart that the man was Gozoron Clotar, because he was knocked to the ground by him again and again in his dream, kicked the sword out of his hand, and was cut The right cheek, and finally lost the right eye.

He looked around, placing his right hand on his amber gem-encrusted sword for some reassurance.

Guntar shook his head. Less than a day after the Nomad set off, he began to feel dizzy and nauseous, but as time passed, he gradually adapted to the rough seas.

He leaned his head back on the rough wooden pillars of the cabin, slowly narrowed his eyes, enjoying the morning sun and the rare peace.

Every time he closes his eyes, he feels that he still has a pair of eyeballs, but that is just an illusion brought about by the closing of his eyelids.

There is a hole under his right eyelid, and if he wants, he can touch the inner part, he tried it curiously, it was a burning sensation.

Lu Xihai is still relatively calm now, but the gurgling sound of the Wanderer across the sea made him feel a little drowsy again.

Life at sea was harder than Guntar imagined. The cabin smelled unbearable in midsummer, and no one took a bath or shaved.

The food is always wet, and they have to watch out for the rats that steal it, and the damn rats leave foul-smelling urine everywhere.

In his sleep, he was always awakened by the constant sound of the waves, and he swayed with the sailors' paddling.

The beds on the ship were even more crowded together, Arno Palky's snoring was louder than the waves, Whitby Nate was stunk; Warwick Alk hummed an out-of-key tune every day; ·Long Li finds fights with others every day.

Whenever Guntar wanted to pee, he had to start from the cabin, step over a dozen people with difficulty, and walk to the deck above to vent to the sea.

"Oh, Amber Knight, are you awake?" Calvi Campbell's brisk voice dispelled Guntar's drowsiness.

He was wearing a long, stained brown-green linen jacket over a leather vest.

Calvi Campbell's piercing black eyes, beneath his light brown hair, were always full of life, and his small mouth was full of questions.

"You got up quite early," Guntar stood up holding his long sword "eye", "I thought you were exhausted after yesterday's indulgence."

"Oh, yesterday?" said Calvi Campbell indifferently. "Yesterday was just a little bit of trouble, Amber Knight. It seems that your life in Castle Black Spire is so boring that you have to spend time on this sea." No waves."

"I became a knight after training day and night in Black Peak Castle. What did you do at sea?" Guntar asked angrily, "Singing, drinking, and playing with the sailors?"

He would not allow anyone to belittle his efforts, and there was no one in Black Spire who had become an Amber Knight younger than him.

Every day he would get up before sunrise and train by himself until noon, and then find his knight father in the afternoon to compete with him.

In the evenings he devoted his time to military affairs, religion, and books on arms and armor.

"But we're all doing the same job on this wreck now, aren't we?"

Calvi Campbell smiled slyly, "As in the past, it is possible for a knight to board the ship and create a separate cabin for you.

We have hammocks for you, small altars for your prayers, and stables below deck if you bring your war horses.

But now you're treated the same as I am, we're all crammed on top of this sea-washed piss, feces, vomit, and rat shit.

You are no different from me now, we are all mercenaries for money. "

"I am a knight!" argued Guntar.

"Well, a hedge knight, call it whatever you want." Calvi Campbell said helplessly, waving his hands.

"You'll never understand," muttered Guntar.

"I'm not an adult who was born in a knight family, of course I won't understand."

Calvi Campbell said sourly, "I'm just an outcast born at sea, and no one loves me but my ladies."

"A whore is not a lady," Guntar said.

"Every woman is someone's lady, love and sex have no distinction."

Calvi Campbell smiled and said, "But looking at you, you probably haven't even slept with a woman, so you can't understand."

"I don't sleep with whores."

His ideal is to return home after his adventures, marry a kind and beautiful lady, have children, and train their children to be independent knights. That is the life he wants.

"Hey, the priests of the Palacis Holy Empire are not as restrained and dull as you."

Calvi Campbell said, "After that, every time we dock, are you just sitting in the port with your attendants in a daze like yesterday?

Looking at that kid's expression, it's like being forced to stay by your side. "

"There is a difference between being in a daze and meditating." Guntar quibbled.

He was indeed in a daze yesterday, Farrow listened to him, and sat with him in the harbor of Moon Harbor City, staring at the sea in a daze.

In the end, even Farrow was a little too tempted to join the crew in the tavern.

But Guntar felt that he had no way to blend in with them. The crew spoke vulgar words and cursed all day long, and even the captain Miharis Nasoro mixed with them.

They spend their free time talking about anything other than whores and money, with alcohol and gambling on their minds.

"Forget it, I'll just take what you said is true." Calvi Campbell stopped nagging him, "Would you like to come up and have a look? We're almost at Starfall City."

The name of Starfall City raised Guntar's interest, and he nodded.

Holding on to crates and poles, he followed Calvi Camber up the narrow wooden stairs to the deck of the Wanderer.

The sea breeze is still cool, and the clear sky at dawn is dotted with white clouds. This summer seems to be less hot than before, and the sun is not dazzling.

The ship sailed east along the coast, rippling at the stern.

The Wanderer was followed by two smaller merchant ships, the Fox and the Lucky, both of which belonged to Lord Arrowwin Sfrench.

"I've been meaning to ask you a question," Guntar said to Calvi Camber. "You said you were born at sea. Where are your parents? Where are they now?"

"To be honest, I don't know either."

Calvi Camber grinned and said, "I haven't seen them. My mother slipped away after giving birth to me in the port of Airtide City. My father should have abandoned us before then."

(End of this chapter)