CHAPTER 491: CHAPTER 448: PLUNDER AND AN INEXPLICABLE PREMONITION

As the epidemic around the Golden Sea is slowly brought under control and the navigational season arrives, the Black Sea route between the Golden Sea and the New and Old Continents is gradually becoming lively.

Although the autumn feeling is getting stronger, the spring belonging to the pirates has already returned.

Swish, swish, swish...

A cruiser, with a black dragon head pirate flag hanging on the mast, having a low body and a large sail surface, appears quite unique, gliding through the blue waves of the sea like an elegant black swan.

Compared to most of the bloated, high-decked battleships at this time, it feels like it’s flying just above the water’s surface.

Olivia stands quietly on the foredeck, staring at the waves continuously being split by the Venus with its V-shaped bow, her gaze slightly dazed.

Woosh—

The sea breeze brushes against "her" chubby round face.

Occasional splashes of water land on the relatively low deck or even on her body, but Olivia doesn’t mind at all.

At this time.

She feels this is the life she has always desired, as a great adventurer dedicated to conquering unknown worlds, steering her sailboat through uncharted lands where humans have never tread.

Either discovering new lands in the sea, expanding the map of the human world; or seeking secrets hidden in the long river of time, being the person closest to history; or exploiting the infinite treasures of this world, gathering countless wealth and... gemstones!

That’s the rejection of a comfortable life stirred by the "Adventurer’s Blood" flowing through the girl’s veins, and the yearning for a broader sea and realm. Maybe it’s not just because of the "Adventurer’s Blood".

If the ship was like the Venus, with powerful firepower and astonishing speed, it would be even better.

Turning back to look at Aiven standing beside her, wearing a white mask that even seemed to subtly change his aura, Olivia excitedly praised:

"Captain, is this the ’Galliot-type Heavy Cruiser’, reputed to be the fastest raiding fleet in the kingdom?"

"Haha, compared to the quasi-legendary battleship ’Storm Horn’, isn’t our technically advanced ’Venus’ quite impressive?

Maybe someday we won’t need extraordinary power involved, and mere technology will allow ships to have speeds that rival legendary battleships. ’Venus’ may just be the beginning."

Aiven had a somewhat boastful mindset at this time, the satisfaction from different audiences is certainly distinct. Although facing Little Fatty Roddy’s round face, in his heart he had automatically imagined it to be Olivia’s true form and her absolute beauty.

This might be what’s usually referred to as the highest realm of "seeing this and having nothing in the heart".

Then he silently added in his heart:

’This day may not be too far off.’

Olivia’s trust in Aiven seems to have become an instinctive habit, she nodded repeatedly upon hearing, without feeling that this seemingly pie-in-the-sky idea was at all wrong:

"Very wonderful! Even as an exploration ship type, removing parts of the hull and cannons, it must be the best.

Moreover, I believe in what you say; even if it can’t be realized in others’ hands, there will be no problem in your hands."

"You certainly have great confidence in me."

Being recognized by the girl in such a way, Aiven naturally felt very pleased, with a hint of happiness in his eyebrows.

"Of course."

On the other side of the deck, Milan, embracing Apsuya and also enjoying the scenery, inadvertently caught sight of the two people near the [Ship’s Figurehead: Lucky Gold Coin], chatting and laughing.

He suddenly felt that even if he and Apsuya replaced them, there would be no sense of incongruity. Then, he repeatedly looked at the clean, plump-faced Little Fatty, and the tall and handsome Aiven.

Shudder, shudder, shudder...

Milan involuntarily shivered, with goosebumps emerging on his arms.

Followed by an urgent sense of mission suddenly surfaced from his heart:

’No, I can’t let Aiven go down this path of no return.

He must have been cooped up too long on the ship and in the lab, I must make him realize that interacting with girls is the right way. But... my sister Ivina is still too young."

While Milan was racking his brains to reverse Aiven’s dangerous inclinations.

"Reporting, sir, we have spotted a target!"

A cry of excitement was suddenly issued by the lookout on the mainmast.

No need for Aiven’s command, the helmsman and sailor were already controlling the warship, charging ahead at a speed completely disproportionate to its size.

Soon.

Even though the opposing side began to turn to flee upon seeing the black sails, after a brief chase, the distance between them quickly closed to where they could see each other’s faces clearly.

Aiven turned to look at Olivia beside him, smiling lightly:

"Roddy, signal them to lower sails and surrender. After handing over their cargo, we might spare them."

Even though the opponent is clearly a well-equipped armed merchant ship, his tone was like facing a harmless chicken, easy to pick and choose.

Actually, the balance of power between them is exactly like that.

"As you command, Captain!"

The girl answered excitedly, Olivia, being a pirate for the first time, felt a thrilling sense of breaking through all past constraints, like a forbidden joy.

This might be the reason why most girls in their student years, when they first awaken to the spring of love, enjoy engaging with bad boys.

The premise is not to be discovered by their parents...