[Urban] Spring Breeze and Rain Record (Complete) - 6

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In the first chapter of Part Two,

as the ship's massive shadow loomed over our raft, I had no idea what my fate held.

As the ship drew closer, I first heard a commotion; many people on board were looking down. Being stared at by so many people made me a little embarrassed. Then, a middle-aged man who looked like a sailor called out to us, "Who are you?"

"We are survivors of a shipwreck. Can you help us?"

I called back.

"Wait a moment,"

the man said, pulling his head back. A short while later, a rope ladder was lowered from the deck, and the sailor who had spoken to me, along with two others, descended onto our raft.

Once on the raft, he first surveyed us, noticing only one man and four girls (Xiao Qing had been taken back to another dimension, and Xiao Bing had been reduced to a miniature form and entered my jewelry box). Only then did he extend his hand and shake mine. It seemed we all mistook each other for pirates.

"Hello."

"Hello,"

I replied.

"Just the five of you?"

"Yes, everyone else is probably dead."

"Alright, come with me.

" He then went up the rope ladder.

We grabbed our belongings and followed. Actually, besides my two suitcases (a book case and a jewelry case), there was nothing else. The other two people followed at the back.

As soon as I stood on the deck, I was immediately stared at by hundreds of eyes. It seemed to be a passenger ship, though not as big as the Princess Maria I had been on, but still a large ship. There were at least five hundred passengers. Most of them probably had never seen a maritime rescue before, so they looked at us with the eyes of someone looking at rare animals as we climbed step by step from the raft onto the deck.

At this moment, an old man with gray hair and beard walked up to us. He extended his hand and shook mine, saying kindly, "Welcome aboard the Banks, children, you are saved. I am Captain Jardell."

He then looked us over. My face could only be described as tired and disheveled. Although I had shaved, my hair was still disheveled and hanging loosely over my shoulders. Having been without sunlight for days, the glare from the sun would probably make my eyes redder than a rabbit's. My clothes were even made of woven leaves. My wretched appearance made everyone think we had suffered greatly after the shipwreck.

"I..."

I was about to introduce myself when the captain interrupted me.

"Don't say anything. Go take a shower and eat something first."

He then waved to the man who had been interacting with us and called out, "Lori, come here."

Lori, hearing the captain's call, came over.

"This is my first mate, Lori. He's a good man. You should have met him before,"

the captain introduced me. "

Yes. Hello, First Mate."

I nodded to Lori.

"Don't call me that. Just call me Lori. I'm just a sailor, not some 'Mr.'."

"Okay, Lori, my name is Ike. These are Xiaoyun, Xiaoyu, Xiaomei, and Meier."

I introduced us one by one . The girls hid behind me as soon as they boarded the ship, only nodding slightly in respect after I introduced them to the captain and first mate.

"Alright, enough talk, Laurie, take them to bathe and eat first. We can talk later, there's plenty of time."

"Yes, Captain, please follow me."

Laurie led us to the bathhouse, magically producing five sets of sailor uniforms along the way.

"I'm sorry, we don't have women's clothing on board, so..."

he said, glancing at the girls.

"Ah, it's alright. Thank you very much,"

I quickly replied.

Reaching the bathhouse, Laurie stopped and said, "This is it. Call me when you're done, I'll be over there."

"Okay, thank you again."

Laurie smiled, walked to the ship's railing, took out a pipe from his pocket, and started smoking.

We entered the bathhouse, which had two doors, one for men and one for women. I picked out a large set of clothes and gave the remaining four to the girls. We went into the men's and women's bathhouses respectively.

As soon as I entered, there was a changing room. I took off the leaf-made clothes and put my two precious trunks aside. In the bathhouse, I thoroughly enjoyed the soothing massage of the warm water. I was truly grateful to Captain Jardell. Fresh water is the most precious thing at sea, and his generosity in letting us bathe was a very high honor. While bathing, I kept muttering, "Captain Jardell, Banks. Banks, Banks."

I suddenly felt like I'd heard that name somewhere before. I kept repeating it.

"Ah, that's right."

Sixteen years ago, when the Princess Maria set sail, it seemed to have departed from Banks Harbor. Could this be a Bank Empire ship? If so, we're incredibly lucky. With excitement, I happily finished my bath.

After showering, I put on the sailor uniform. It felt pretty good, and the size was about right. After leaving the men's shower room, I knocked on the women's shower room door, wanting to ask Xiaoyun and the others how their showers were going.

After I knocked, the door opened a crack, and Xiaomei's head peeked out.

"Are you guys done?"

I asked.

"Um... um..."

Xiaomei stammered for a while, unable to get a clear answer.

"What's wrong?"

Hearing Xiaomei's hesitant speech, I pushed the door open and went in.

Behind the door, Xiaomei had already put on her pants, but she was holding her top in her hand, covering her chest. The other three girls seemed to be struggling to put on their tops as well. They were all holding medium-sized sailor uniforms, which should have been more than enough for their height, but they seemed to have forgotten about their ample breasts. None of the four of them had a size smaller than 38; their impressive figures made it difficult for them to even fit into their clothes. Several women, their faces flushed, continued their efforts, but in my opinion, even if they tore their clothes, they wouldn't be able to put them on.

"Alright, stop wasting your time. I'll go ask the first mate for a few larger sets,"

I said, stopping the women's futile efforts.

Outside, the first mate was still standing there smoking his pipe, quickly taking it out of his mouth when he saw me.

"How was it? Did you enjoy the wash?"

"Very good, thank you. But there's a problem..."

"Don't hesitate to ask, it's no problem."

"Um... could you give us a few larger sets of clothes?"

"Aren't the clothes big enough?"

Laurie looked puzzled.

"Um..."

I gestured to my chest with my hand.

"Oh..."

Laurie suddenly realized, remembering that those were ladies.

"Please wait a moment."

Laurie patted my shoulder, turned, and walked away quickly. A short while later, he returned with several sets of clothes.

"Try these. If they don't work, I can't help you. Sigh, I should have brought a few sets of women's clothes next time I go out to sea,"

Laurie muttered to himself.

I took the clothes and handed them to the maids. Although they were already the largest size, their chests were still stretched high. The buttons were barely fastened, and the deep cleavage at the neckline was clearly visible. Even the two nipples on their chests were faintly visible under the pressure of the clothes. Coupled with the fresh scent of their fresh bath, even I, who see them every day, felt a surge of lust. If others saw them later, who knows what kind of commotion it would cause!

"Laurie, we're done bathing,"

I said to the first mate as I led the maids out.

“Ah, okay.”

He said, turning to look at us. The sight before him immediately stunned him, his eyes fixed on the girls’ large breasts. It took him a good half-minute to recover. I could see the dramatic change in his body; the high bulge in his trousers said it all.

“Ah…ah…I…I’m sorry.”

In a panic, Laurie quickly turned away to avoid us witnessing his grotesque state.

Even from behind, I could see his neck was bright red.

“Please come with me…I…I’ll take you to the dining room.”

He stammered. His quickened steps revealed his panic.

At the dining room, the four girls and I sat around a table. A waiter brought us hot food and soup. It had been a long time since I’d had a proper meal, and I couldn’t help but swallow hard. The waiter was young, probably 18 or 19. His expression when he saw Xiaoyun and the others was exactly the same as Laurie's—staring blankly at them, eyes glazed, drool practically dripping from his mouth. If I hadn't caught him, the tray in his hands would have fallen to the ground.

"Ah…yes…I'm sorry."

It took the waiter a while to realize his lapse in behavior. He quickly turned and left, but his steps were like someone drunk, not even noticing he bumped into the chair next to him.

I, on the other hand, didn't notice any of this, because my attention was completely absorbed by the food. For over ten years, I hadn't eaten anything normal except seafood. Although the food in front of me was simple, it held immense appeal for me. I didn't care about appearances anymore and started eating voraciously.

Xiaoyun and the others were in a similar situation; never having eaten anything before was more appealing to them. If someone saw these several beautiful women eating so unsightly, I wonder what they would think.

After a satisfying meal, I comfortably patted my stomach – what a pleasure!

As I looked around, I noticed something strange. For some reason, there were only the five of us in the large restaurant; even Laurie had disappeared. However, judging by my senses, there were at least ten pairs of eyes peeking at us from behind a door. This really puzzled me. If they wanted to watch, couldn't they just come out openly? Was it more comfortable to watch from behind the door?

After a while, footsteps approached. The captain and first mate appeared at the restaurant entrance. I quickly stood up, shook their hands, and expressed my gratitude again. Captain Jardel glanced at the maids as he shook my hand, and even someone his age couldn't help but be startled; I could feel the change in the temperature of his hand. Luckily, the captain's face was naturally flushed, otherwise he would have been utterly embarrassed.

"Um..."

His mind went blank, and he forgot what he wanted to say.

"What did you want to say?"

I asked.

"..."

Seeing that he didn't react, I decided to ask first.

"Captain, does this ship belong to the Bank Empire?"

"Ah...ah, of course, haha...Banks is our country's largest seaport, and this ship was built there, so it was named after Banks."

"Oh..."

I was overjoyed. It seemed that Lady Luck hadn't forgotten us after all, and had sent us back to our homeland.

"That's wonderful!"

I excitedly hugged the old captain.

The captain was taken aback, wondering why I was so happy.

"After all these years, I'm finally back, back to my homeland."

"All these years...wait, you said all these years, does that mean you're a survivor of a shipwreck from many years ago?"

the captain asked.

“Yes, the ship I was on wrecked 16 years ago, and we’ve been living on an unknown island ever since.”

“16 years ago? Child, can you tell me the name of the ship you were on?

” The captain’s tone suddenly turned serious, as if he were facing something extremely important.

“We were on the Princess Maria.”

“What!”

The captain and first mate exclaimed in surprise simultaneously.

“You…say…it…again.”

The captain said, enunciating each word clearly.

“The Princess Maria.”

Although I had expected them to be surprised to hear we were survivors of the Princess Maria, their exaggerated expressions still gave me a vague sense of unease.

“Child, some jokes are not to be made. Are you sure what you just said is true?”

The captain was now very serious; it was clear this involved something very important.

“Absolutely true, Captain, I have no reason to lie to you.”

“Then can you prove it? Prove you are survivors of the Princess Maria?”

“This…”

I thought for a long time, but couldn’t think of anything to prove our identities.

“Unless someone recognizes us, otherwise…”

I shrugged.

The captain paced back and forth, seemingly considering a very important matter. After a while, he looked up at us again, exchanging a glance with First Officer Laurie. He muttered something under his breath.

“Well then, children. You come with Laurie to my captain’s cabin for a while. This matter is very important, and I can’t make a decision alone. I’ll come back to you after I’ve discussed it with the others, okay?”

“No problem,

” I readily agreed.

Laurie and I went to the top deck; the captain’s cabin was the last room on that deck. Along the way, I asked Laurie what was so important, but he either hesitated or changed the subject. It seemed I wouldn’t get anything from him.

Upon arriving at the captain's cabin, Laurie said goodbye, closed the door, and disappeared. The girls and I were free to roam.

The captain's cabin was filled with many rare seashells and conches we'd never seen before, as well as a sextant and a world chart. Especially noteworthy was the large bed in the center of the room, covered with incredibly soft mattresses, velvet blankets, and pillows. The girls, who had never seen anything like it before, jumped and shouted excitedly, as if they were in an amusement park. Since we'd been sleeping during the day these past few days, they soon grew tired and fell asleep on the captain's bed.

Without their noise, I opened the jewelry box and let Xiao Bing out for some fresh air.

"How are you, Xiao Bing? Are you alright?"

"I'm fine, Master."

"Are you hungry?"

I knew Xiao Bing had a big appetite.

"I'm not hungry. When we fairies transform into our miniature form, we consume less energy. We can go ten days or half a month without eating."

"Oh, I'm sorry you have to stay in the box."

"It's alright, Master. I don't want to interact with other humans either. Staying in the box is fine."

"Hold on for a few more days. Once we reach the mainland, you can come out."

"Yes, Master, I'll be waiting."

"Tap, tap..."

A series of rapid footsteps interrupted our conversation, and Xiao Bing hurriedly returned to the box. I closed the box again.

"Bang, bang, bang."

At the same time as the knocking sounded, the captain asked, "May I come in?"

"Please come in,"

I said after waking Xiao Yun and the others.

The captain came in. There were shadowy figures at the door, as if there were a few other people.

Seeing Xiao Yun and the others' sleepy eyes, Captain Jadel was taken aback, apologized, and was about to leave.

I quickly stopped him.

“Captain, please ask your questions quickly. They're all awake now, so we can rest a bit. Honestly, we're really tired.”

“Okay.”

The captain nodded vigorously in agreement.

“But it's not me who has questions. There are a few other distinguished guests who would like to ask you some questions, you see…”

“Alright, please invite them in.”

The captain walked to the door, said something to the group, and they entered in turn.

There were three people in total. The first was clearly a nobleman, the second was an old magician in a magic robe, and the third was an old man in a dark gray coat, whose identity was unclear.

The second person, the old magician, looked very familiar to me, as if I had known him before.

As they filed in, the nobleman at the front seemed to suddenly discover something incredibly unbelievable.

“Oh my…”

The exclamation was short, quickly suppressed by himself. His gaze was clearly fixed on the girls.

The old magician behind him also looked at the girls with surprise. The old man at the end stared wide-eyed in astonishment, looking as if he'd seen a ghost.

Even if I were stupid, I could guess that these girls' identities were suspicious. But what puzzled me was that these girls shouldn't have seen outsiders before. What was it about them that caused such astonishment? Perhaps it was something their mother had left them? Impossible, their eyesight wouldn't be that good. Then why? A whole bunch of questions flooded my mind.

The captain seemed surprised by the turn of events, standing there stunned for a while before recovering.

"Ah, let me introduce you,"

the captain said, pulling my arm as he introduced the three men.

"This young man calls himself Ike, a survivor of the Princess Maria shipwreck."

I nodded slightly to the three men.

The captain then went to the three men and introduced them to me.

"This is the very famous Marquis Fernandez Allen of our country."

The nobleman also nodded slightly, seemingly gesturing to me, but his eyes never left the girls.

"This is our chief archmage, Mr. Fabino."

After the captain finished introducing him, the old mage stroked his long beard with one hand and extended the other to me, saying, "Hello, young man."

"Fabino, Fabino."

Not only did this person look familiar, but even his name sounded familiar.

"Wait, could it be..."

Before I could process what he was saying, the captain continued, "This is our chief tailor, Mr. Morris."

"Hello."

I shook hands with the last old man.

At that moment, my thoughts drifted back to my childhood. I was then an eight or nine-year-old child, having already been training with my master for two years.

We lived in the capital of the Bunker Empire, Bunkers City. My master was rather reclusive, usually preferring to conduct strange experiments alone in his laboratory. Therefore, he didn't have many friends. Apart from a few old fogies in the Mage Guild, the only person he could talk to was the mage Fabino, who lived next door to us. He was the chief mage of the Bunker Empire, and he also loved research, especially in conducting strange experiments, an interest that rivaled even his master's. Since we were neighbors, our laboratories were very close together, and since their labs frequently exploded, they always helped each other. If one's lab exploded, the other would help repair it (using magic, of course). So, they quickly became inseparable friends, often exchanging experimental insights. I also really liked this kind old mage because he always gave me strange and wonderful gifts, like magic candy that made me invisible for a while, or magic water that caused temporary amnesia. These things brought me so much joy, and caused my master so much pain (every time I got a new potion, I would always test its effects on him first), to the point that he always called me a little rascal. Of course, Fabino didn't get anything out of me either. After finding out that Fabino was the one who gave me those strange potions, my master gave me something even more magical.

These included a transformation potion (turns you into a rat), a super-sour drink (just one drop is enough to make 20 people pant like dogs, their teeth chattering from the sourness), and "I Love the Toilet" (a super laxative; you won't be able to leave the toilet for at least three days). After that, Fabino regretted it; he regretted giving me drugs that weren't strong enough. When he staggered out of the toilet, the first thing he did was give me a bottle of a strange drug called "Half a Bottle of Seven Days of Lust." Of course, I secretly put it in my master's breakfast. For several days afterward, I didn't see my master. During those days, a masked rapist suddenly appeared in the city of Bunx, targeting prostitutes in the red-light district and refusing to pay them afterward.

This incident caused widespread panic among the women of the city, with everyone living in fear. The government was forced to offer a 1000 gold coin reward for the masked rapist. However, later bounty hunters claimed that the masked rapist possessed extraordinary magical powers, capable of using advanced magic like a portal to another dimension, causing them to repeatedly miss their targets. The story, embellished by word of mouth, became increasingly fantastical, culminating in the most exaggerated version: the god of fertility descended to earth and slept with the women. This made many women in the city envious, wondering why the god hadn't favored them. However, like most rumors, this story quickly faded from public memory. The masked rapist was never seen again.

A few days later, the master finally returned, dragging his exhausted body. He seemed to have lost a lot of weight in just a few days, walking with a limp, almost frail gait! (Looking back, I truly admire my master's abilities. He did that for days on end and still managed to walk back on his own. He truly deserves to be called a renowned magician of the continent; even in this matter, he surpasses others by a great margin.) After returning, my master immediately threw himself into his work without a word. Ah, such spirit is truly admirable…

After three days and three nights of non-stop work, my master emerged from the laboratory with eyes twice as red as a rabbit's. He handed me a bottle of nameless medicine and nodded. I knew what my master meant, but I couldn't imagine the power of this medicine in my hand. According to past practice, their medicines should be getting stronger with each use. If the last bottle was called "Half a Bottle of Seven Days of Intoxication," then this one in my hand…

These two magicians, to prove their power, have done so many unbelievable things, and I'm the one who carried them out! Both of us are going crazy. As someone who is still relatively clear-headed, and only under nine years old, I decided it would be better to test the potion's power first before deciding whether to use it. My experimental subject was a stray dog I had once taken in… Wangcai.

He was a small, mixed-breed male stray. I felt his plight was similar to mine, so I took pity on him and took him in. However, I rarely cared for him, feeding him only sporadically.

So I was only half his owner.

After obtaining the nameless potion, I stole a piece of ham from the kitchen and soaked it in the potion.

The next day, I fed the ham to Wangcai. The scene that followed was unforgettable. Wangcai, as if injected with stimulants, dashed out the door at a speed faster than a horse. I struggled to keep up with him. A short while later, I saw him pinning another dog down and raping it. Horrifyingly, the dog he was raping was a large, muscular male. A homosexual dog?

It seemed the only explanation was the nameless potion.

Afterwards, Wangcai wreaked havoc in the city, raping several noble male dogs before being executed on the spot by arriving knights. I, who had been watching from behind, wiped the cold sweat from my face with trembling hands. It was terrifying! If I had to choose, I'd rather take poison and die instantly than eat this stuff. Terrified, I poured the entire bottle of medicine into the stinking ditch and never told anyone about it again.

Thus, after the masked rapist incident, the mad glass dog became a popular topic in the capital once more.

Chapter Two

: A few days later, my master asked me about the medicine. I naturally said I had given it to Fabino.

"What? How is that possible? It didn't have any effect at all? Could it be that my formula was wrong? Hmph… he's lucky. Just wait and see, I'll definitely research something even better…"

Hearing my master's words, I couldn't help but shudder. How long will this covert battle last?!

Fabino really had good luck this time. If Wangcai hadn't taken the fall for him, the consequences… were unimaginable.

I had to pray to heaven to stop this fight. Perhaps my sincerity finally moved the heavens, for the opportunity actually arrived. The matter stemmed from the annual review of the Mage Guild.

Hundreds of years ago, some guild president, I don't know which one, required every registered mage to participate in the guild's annual review, which, of course, consisted of an exam. My master, of course, disdained taking such an exam, but since not participating would result in the guild revoking his title, and most importantly, ceasing to provide research funding, this was a huge problem. My master's research expenses, and most of our living expenses, came from the monthly funds provided by the Mage Guild. Without it, let alone research, even survival would be a problem. So, every year, my master had no choice but to grit his teeth and attend the annual review.

Unfortunately, the examiner for my master's review that year was none other than Fabino! Upon receiving this news, my master's face first turned purplish-red, then he began cursing heaven and earth, even going so far as to curse the ancestors of the person who set the rules for the annual review. But scolding wasn't a solution; he had to get through this! Helpless, the master reverted to his apprentice days, immersing himself in various magic books, trying to understand even the most bizarre and difficult problems. Who knew how Fabino would challenge him then?

Finally, the day of the exam arrived. As a renowned mage, the master naturally wouldn't take the exam with the other greenhorns. He went to the examination hall specifically for advanced mages, where Fabino was already waiting. Smiling confidently, he seemed to have a trump card up his sleeve.

"Haha... Keda, you're here! Welcome, welcome!"

"Hey, old friend, I didn't expect you to be my examiner.

" The two exchanged insincere pleasantries; to the uninformed, they would have looked like true friends!

"Ring..."

A bell rang, and the exam began.

The exam for lower-level mages (below intermediate level) was a standardized test set by several high-ranking members of the Magic Guild. The exams for higher-level mages are entirely determined by the examiner, and are conducted one-on-one. However, these exams are often superficial, merely a formality, because since the Magic Guild implemented this regulation, no high-level mage or above has been expelled for failing the annual review. Becoming a good mage is difficult, and their numbers are extremely limited.

So, countries are eager to recruit them, let alone allow the Magic Guild to expel them. Therefore, unless one commits a serious offense, this exam can be passed with one's eyes closed. However, this year, my master's situation is not optimistic. The examiner is his mortal enemy; the two have been scheming against each other countless times, though I have been the one carrying out the schemes. They have almost completely ignored my presence, focusing all their energy on defeating each other.

At this moment, my master is at a disadvantage, looking somewhat uneasy at Fabino, unsure of what kind of exam he will face.

Fabino, meanwhile, has somehow acquired a flowerpot and planted a seed in it.

“Kedah, let me see your skills. Can you make this seed sprout immediately?”

This question is quite novel. I wonder how my master will answer it.

My master waved his hand dismissively, and a small seedling immediately sprouted in the flowerpot.

“Is it that simple?”

my master asked.

“Of course not,”

Fabino replied. At the same time, he waved his hand again, and the seedling that had just appeared disappeared.

“Illusion magic is not allowed during the exam,”

Fabino added.

"What! Without illusion magic? Do you think I'm a god? How can I make a seed sprout immediately? You're clearly making things difficult for me!"

The master was already furious.

"Hmph... If you can't do it, just say it's impossible."

Fabino's mocking tone made the already furious master even more enraged.

"What! If you're so capable, try conjuring one yourself. If you can't, hmph..."

"How do you know I can't? What if I could?"

"You have to conjure one, you have to conjure one... How could you possibly conjure one? Don't talk nonsense."

The master still didn't believe it.

"Then watch closely."

Fabino smiled lightly, then chanted some incantation, and a seedling actually appeared in the flowerpot.

The master looked at the seedling in disbelief, even touching it with his hand. It seemed to be genuine, definitely not conjured by illusion magic.

"You... how is this possible!"

The master stared at everything in disbelief.

"Why is it impossible? You're just too stupid to do it. Haha..."

Fabino laughed happily, as if he had found some treasure.

"You...how did you do that?"

For once, Master conceded.

"It's not difficult at all. Actually, there was already a seedling in the flowerpot, but I used illusion magic to make it invisible. Once you remove the illusion, you can see it!"

"What? Didn't you say we couldn't use illusion magic?

" "I said we couldn't use it, but I didn't say you couldn't break the illusion!"

Fabino laughed happily again, having gained the upper hand in this argument.

"You...you fucking tricked me."

"I fucking tricked you, so what?"

Two mages, famous throughout the country, even the entire continent, were now arguing heatedly, almost ready to grab each other's arms and roll up their sleeves. Fortunately, the president of the Magic Guild arrived in time to defuse the conflict.

In the end, the matter was dropped. The Magic Guild, of course, didn't revoke Master's title of Archmage, and Fabino didn't receive any punishment. However, contrary to my expectations, the two didn't continue fighting after returning home. After returning home, the master buried himself in his laboratory again, and within two days he had created a bottle of magic potion.

Through the window, he shouted to Fabino in the opposite laboratory, "Old goat (Fabino had a very long beard), I've made a bottle of magic ink. Words written with this ink can never be erased. Do you have a way to erase them?"

Fabino's head popped out of the opposite window: "You old codger, you underestimate me. What's so great about me? Watch me develop an antidote within three days."

The master threw the magic ink over. Three days later, Fabino poked his head out of the window again, shouting into the master's laboratory, "You old codger, I've found an antidote for your supposedly indelible ink! I also have a bottle of itchy-killing magic potion here. Can you find the antidote?"

The master poked his head out and said to Fabino, "Just you wait. I guarantee I'll cure it within three days. I'll let you know who I am!"

The two stubborn old men had actually restored their former friendship in this way. They always made some very strange magical items, challenging each other to decipher them. The one who couldn't decipher it lost, but their skills were evenly matched, and neither could outdo the other. Of course, the biggest beneficiary was me. They both loved researching various magical items, but rarely used their creations. I, on the other hand, often secretly took some to sell, earning some pocket money.

Fabino and I eventually became very good friends. In this world, only two people dared to call him "Old Goat": me and my master.

"Ike, Ike, are you alright?"

The captain looked at me strangely, wondering why I had been staring blankly at the sky for so long.

"Ah, sorry."

Without realizing it, I had drifted off into thought, recalling many childhood memories. Was this Fabino in front of me really the Fabino I used to know? After all, so many years had passed, and there were many people with the same name; I wasn't entirely sure. "Old Goat,"

I suddenly called out.

Captain, Fernandez? Marquis Allen and the tailor, Morris, were both startled, wondering why I had blurted out such a thing after being lost in thought for so long. Fabino looked at me with suspicion, scrutinizing me from head to toe.

"You…"

he frowned, as if about to say something, "You…you're Old Goat, are you really Old Goat?

" I could hardly believe it.

"You are…"

Fabino was still trying to remember. But it was understandable; no one would connect a 10-year-old child with a young man. Sixteen years might not leave much of a mark on an old man, but for a 10-year-old, it was a world of difference.

"I'm Ike! Do you remember me? Little rascal Ike! My master is Keda, your best friend Keda. Sixteen years ago, I went to sea with my master on the Princess Maria, and you even saw us off! Have you forgotten?" "

Ah…you…you really are…Ike?"

He grabbed my arms tightly, asking excitedly.

“Yes, it’s me! Besides my master and me, who else would dare call you Old Goat!”

“It really is you, Ike! That’s wonderful!”

The old magician Fabino hugged me tightly. The usually calm and composed magician actually shed tears. I was also moved to tears. At that moment, I felt like I was seeing a family member again, or like old friends reunited after many years. In short, the feeling was very complicated, and I couldn’t describe the feeling in my heart.

The three people next to me were a little embarrassed. They had come to ask me some questions, but it turned into a touching scene of old friends recognizing each other. The three of them could only stand by and watch, not knowing what to say. But Fernandez?

Marquis Allen was, after all, a nobleman, and a relatively high-ranking one at that. He had seen many grand occasions, and this was indeed the time for him to step in.

“Hmm…”

He made a fist with his right hand, put it to his mouth, and deliberately coughed loudly twice.

“How about this, since these beautiful ladies are tired, let them rest. Let’s go to the tea room to continue our conversation. I wonder…”

After saying that, he looked at me and Old Goat.

“Yes, yes, yes, let’s get down to business first,”

the old goat hurriedly replied, wiping away tears from the corners of his eyes.

“Alright,”

I shrugged in response.

“Then the captain won’t mind if a few beautiful ladies temporarily occupy your captain’s cabin, will he?”

he asked the captain again, albeit symbolically.

“Oh, of course I won’t mind; in fact, it’s my honor.”

This was the perfect time to be a gentleman, and no one would do anything to spoil the mood. Captain Jardell naturally expressed his willingness.

“Very well, let’s go.”

"Fernandez?" Marquis Allen said to us men. Then he bowed slightly to the maids and said, "Ladies, please rest."

The maids were naturally uncomfortable in an unfamiliar environment, and now that they were leaving me, they were naturally unhappy.

"Master, we..."

Xiao Mei was stopped by my look before she could finish speaking. This big-breasted, brainless, and outspoken girl, I had repeatedly told them during our week-long drifting trip not to call me "Master" in front of others, but to call me "Big Brother." But she blurted it out the moment she opened her mouth, which really annoyed me.

Fortunately, the others didn't pay much attention, or rather, they heard but didn't want to. I had to go to the maids and comfort them, assuring them that I would definitely be back soon, before they calmed down.

The five of us went to the tea room. Since it was morning, there were many people drinking morning tea there, and they were all nobles. As we walked, many people greeted us, but not me, of course.

Reaching the innermost part, we opened a door to reveal a remarkably quiet private room. We sat around a beautiful tea table, and after the waiter served us black tea, the door closed.

The room was very well soundproofed; once the door was closed, all the noise outside was completely cut off.

"Alright, let's talk about you and those beautiful ladies!"

Marquis Fernandez

Allen said solemnly.

I had never imagined that this conversation would alter my grand plans, even the course of my life.

Chapter Three:

Silence, a suffocating silence. The five of us sat around the round tea table, seemingly lost in thought, each lost in their own thoughts, yet none uttering a word.

Holding my teacup, I carefully reviewed the events of the past years. Looking back, I realized my mind had aged somewhat; perhaps witnessing death and experiencing the trials of life and death brought about this change. The captain looked at me, then at the other three, seemingly hoping for some conversation. Fernandez? Marquis Allen's gaze flickered, lost in thought. The old goat stared blankly at the table, probably lost in memories of the past, perhaps thinking about how I had given him diarrhea back then. Mr. Morris, true to his reputation as the royal tailor, elegantly held his teacup, carefully sipped, then set it down, gently stirred it a couple of times with his teaspoon, and repeated the action. He seemed as if he were on a seaside vacation.

"Mr. Ike."

It was Fernandez again who broke the silence. He seemed eager to know something, and couldn't help but ask me.

"Please feel free to ask,"

I replied.

"You said you're a survivor of the 'Princess Maria,' this... are you sure?"

"Of course, old goat, oh no, the magician Fabino can vouch for me."

The marquis turned to look at the old goat.

“Yes, I can testify that he boarded the ‘Princess Maria’ 16 years ago, and I personally saw him off.

He was the apprentice of the great magician Keda back then. Marquis, you should be familiar with the name Keda.” The Marquis nodded.

“Since Mr. Fabino can vouch for you, we will temporarily believe that you are a survivor of the ‘Princess Maria.’ Could you tell us about your, oh no, your experiences over the years?”

I already knew that after being rescued, I would have to tell people about my experiences, so I had already prepared a story while on the island, and even had the girls memorize it so they wouldn’t give me away. I

adjusted my train of thought and began to tell the story. From when my master and I boarded the ship in Banks Harbor until we left the island, these 16 years of experiences couldn’t be told in a short time. I told the story from morning till night before I finally finished recounting the general outline of these years, of course, I concealed many things that I felt I shouldn’t tell others. For example, the things about Ah Qi, Xiao Qing, and Xiao Bing. And also, the things about my cultivation.

After I finished speaking, everyone seemed to ponder what I had said, as if trying to find something meaningful within it.

"Because this matter is of great importance, we'd like to go to the island where you used to live. What do you think…"

Marquis Fernandez

asked me, seemingly hoping I could guide them.

"Oh, well, when I escaped that island, it was entirely due to ocean currents. I know absolutely nothing about navigation. I don't think I can find that island."

Not only had I promised Ah Qi I wouldn't go back to that island, but even if I could, I wouldn't take anyone else there.

The Marquis nodded without saying anything more. He knew I was telling the truth; finding an island in the vast ocean was harder than climbing to heaven.

At this moment, the captain picked up a nautical chart and pointed to a spot, saying, "This morning, we rescued Ike and the others right here. If, as he said, they were drifting south, then going north from here would lead to… ah."

"What's wrong? What place is it?"

Hearing the captain's exclamation, the three men went over and surrounded him, looking at the spot he was pointing to.

"This should be the 'Devil's Triangle,' could it be…"

The captain looked at the chart with a strange expression, then at me.

I shrugged, feigning helplessness.

"If that's the case, then it certainly explains why so many rescue ships didn't find the wreckage of the 'Princess Maria' back then,"

the Marquis muttered to himself. The others nodded in agreement.

"Was anyone searching for us back then?"

I asked.

"Yes, when the 'Princess Maria' failed to reach its destination on time, the King sent an entire fleet to search for it, but they didn't even find a single piece of wood. I even participated in that search,"

the captain replied.

"Alright, let's not talk about that now, Ike. How much do you really know about those ladies' identities?"

the old goat asked me thoughtfully.

"I only know that their parents are nobles. Other than that, I know nothing about their identities. Oh, right, their mother left each of them an heirloom, all jewelry. I wonder if it will help uncover their identities."

"This... can we take a look?"

the Marquis asked eagerly.

"Hmm..."

Mr. Morris, who had been silent all along, suddenly cleared his throat deliberately and looked out the window at the night sky. It seemed as if he was reminding someone of the time.

In fact, we had already missed dinner, and my stomach was already protesting.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't realize it was so late."

The Marquis quickly apologized for his earlier words after glancing at the sky outside, trying to maintain his so-called gentlemanly demeanor.

"Then let's go have dinner first. There's still plenty of time. We can ask some questions tomorrow."

The captain stepped in to smooth things over.

A few of us went to the restaurant and had a dinner full of questions. I wondered why they were asking me so many strange questions, and they were probably trying to figure out how to phrase them more tactfully.

"I had a very pleasant day, and I hope we can continue our conversation tomorrow,"

the Marquis said to me after dinner.

"Of course, I'd be happy to."

After a polite handshake, he left first.

Old Goat came over, patted me on the shoulder, and said, "Ike, I have a lot to say to you, but I know you're tired. Anyway, we have plenty of time, so you should rest today!"

I nodded, and Old Goat left too.

Mr. Morris walked up to me, seemingly wanting to say something, but he hesitated, shook his head, and walked away.

"Mr. Morris,"

I called from behind.

He turned around and looked at me questioningly.

“Um…”

“Speak freely, young man.”

“You’re the official tailor, aren’t you?”

“Yes. Is there a problem?”

“Did you notice that those girls are wearing ill-fitting sailor uniforms? Could you make them…”

“Oh, that? Actually, I noticed it a while ago. Even if you hadn’t said anything, I would have done it.”

Morris said.

“Ah, thank you so much, but we don’t have any money to pay you.”

“No need for money. It’s an honor for this old tailor to make clothes for those beautiful ladies.”

“That’s wonderful. I’ll take you to get their measurements right away.”

“No need. I don’t want to disturb those ladies’ rest. Besides, if I can’t even tell what size clothes someone wears, how can I call myself the ‘official tailor’?”

“Then I’ll leave it to you.”

Morris nodded and turned to leave.

“I also want to rest for a bit.”

I turned to the captain and said. Actually, I wanted to sort out my thoughts and guess what they really wanted to know.

"Then I'll take you back. You've just arrived on the ship, and it's getting dark; you might get lost,"

the captain said.

"Thank you for your help."

The captain led me to the door of the captain's cabin.

"We've taken your room, so where will you stay tonight?"

I asked, embarrassed.

"Haha... This ship is so big, you don't think I'll have nowhere to stay! Just relax and settle in. And if you need anything, just go find Laurie; his room is over there."

The captain pointed to the first mate's room.

"Okay."

"Goodnight."

"See you tomorrow."

I tiptoed into the captain's cabin. The girls were sprawled on the captain's large bed, all fast asleep. I carefully approached the bed. These girls were sleeping so soundly; some were even drooling. Even asleep, their devilish figures tempted me to violate them.

During the week we were adrift at sea, I hadn't touched them even once to conserve my strength. Now finally rescued, my long-suppressed desire surged through my youthful blood, surging through my brain and body. For some reason, seeing them in their sailor uniforms filled me with intense excitement; my enormous erection nearly burst through my pants. Even when faced with their naked bodies before, I had never felt such desire.

Especially seeing their alluring figures outlined by the slightly too-small clothes, I simply couldn't resist.

Quietly, while they were still asleep, my hands began their assault. My first target was Xiaomei. This silly girl called me 'Master' in front of so many people; I couldn't let her off easily tonight. Besides, her figure was the most arousing of all the women, so my hands immediately went straight for her breasts.

"Ah..."

Suddenly, her private parts were breached, and Xiaomei woke up abruptly, letting out a scream.

But it was only a brief half-scream before her lips were sealed by mine.

She was pinned down by me, and at first, she didn't see who I was, so she kicked wildly with her legs and scratched and clawed at my back with her hands.

"Ah!"

I felt her nails scratching my back and cried out in pain. At the same time, my face was separated from hers by a distance, and only then did she see that it was me.

"Ah, I'm sorry, Master, I..."

Xiao Mei said helplessly.

Before she could finish speaking, I kissed her hard again. This time, Xiao Mei obediently opened her small mouth slightly, exhaling a little bit of her fragrance, letting me taste it.

The other girls had already been awakened by our actions, and when they saw it was me, they were all snickering.

"Why aren't you resisting?"

I asked Xiao Mei, whose face was already red from my kisses.

"Why should I resist, Master?"

"That's what makes it fun! I want to experience the feeling of rape!"

"You're so mean, Master, you're such a pervert!"

the girls said almost in unison.

"Hehe, then I'll show you what a pervert is."

With that, I forcefully tore open Xiaomei's clothes, kneading her enormous breasts vigorously. The boast wasn't just empty words; the power of 'Ten Degrees of Spring Breeze Powder' was truly extraordinary. After years of use, even a slender girl like Xiaomei had reached a terrifying 38cm bust. Holding those breasts in my hands, the feeling was indescribable. Especially when you could wantonly ravage them, when you could leave your fingerprints on them, that sense of conquest was every man's dream.

"Oh, no… Master, you're hurting me. Don't…"

Xiaomei resisted beneath me. Of course, it was just symbolic action following orders; her two small pink fists weakly pounded my chest, and her increasingly heavy breathing indicated she was aroused.

My hands continued to knead her breasts, the continuous foreplay causing them to swell, the nipples filled with blood, like a pair of red dates. But this very place that needed my care the most, I had ignored. I let them continue to radiate heat, a faint milky scent wafting into my nose.

Even without milk, the smell of milk was a pleasure.

"Ah, Master, quick...quick, I want it, give it to me..."

Xiao Mei murmured.

"What do you want? Can you be more specific?"

"Stop teasing me, hurry up!"

Xiao Mei said coquettishly.

Ignoring Xiao Mei's pleas, I continued to fondle her large breasts. Then I sent my tongue over, tracing the areolas, gently licking every pore. Gradually, the blue handprints I had left were replaced by a flushed red. Xiao Mei squinted her eyes like a kitten, enjoying my ministrations.

Suddenly, I bit down hard on her nipple.

"Ah..."

Xiaomei was startled by the sudden attack. She hugged my head tightly with both hands.

"Master, you..."

Xiaomei pouted, looking angry.

"What, don't you like it?"

I reached between her legs and found her already overflowing with desire.

"Your body is much more honest than your mouth!"

I smiled at Xiaomei.

"I'm not coming anymore."

Xiaomei blushed and lay on my chest, gently pounding her fists.

"If you won't come, then I will."

I sprang up and sat on Xiaomei's waist, my hands firmly holding her breasts. At the same time, my penis pressed against her peach blossom cave.

"I'm coming."

With a gentle thrust, my penis entered the familiar and moist flower path.

"Oh..."

The layers of flesh walls immediately enveloped my penis. The narrow yet elastic flower path almost made me ejaculate uncontrollably. I quickly took a deep breath, focusing my energy in my lower abdomen, suppressing the urge to ejaculate until my glans was right at the center of her flower.

"Mmm..."

Xiaomei's legs wrapped around my lower back, and her hands tightly embraced me. I slowly began to thrust, each thrust bringing immense pleasure. Each time, my glans made intimate contact with her flower, and Xiaomei's nectar flowed slowly down our joined bodies. The 'sizzling' sound was so lewd. This was the sound made by each thrust, lubricated by her nectar.

"Faster... Master... no... stop... ah..."

Suddenly, Xiaomei's legs clamped tightly around my waist, every muscle in her body tensed, even her toes pressed against my back. At the same time, her gaze became unfocused, her eyes rolled back, and her breathing almost stopped.

After days of suppressed desire, her body finally released an orgasm. Xiaomei collapsed weakly onto the bed, letting me continue my thrusts into her. Having stored up my energy for so many days, I didn't want to hold back. After another hundred or so thrusts, I plunged my penis all the way in. This time, I felt the massive head of my penis break through the cervix and plunge straight into her uterus. A powerful ejaculation almost filled Xiaomei's entire uterus.

"Ah..."

We both let out joyful moans, pleasure overwhelming our bodies and minds.

But tonight, of course, wouldn't end so easily. I was going to send them all to the peak of pleasure.

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