Extraordinary Sailing

Aiwen came to the residential area on the island, and stopped in front of a wooden house with a strong local style that was completed in advance by the advance personnel of the East Lunzhi Company.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Lean less.

A young soldier opened the door when he heard the sound, and when he saw Aiwen outside the door, he immediately stood at attention and saluted:

"Your Excellency, you are here."

"How's the mate?"

Ivan walked into the room and casually asked about Borg's current situation.

"After taking your potion, the first mate recovered well, and the most important thing is that the wound is not infected.

After arriving at Hartrafa Port, the condition is much better than on the ship, and it has almost healed now. "

The substantive reverence in the eyes of the soldiers looking at Ivan was almost overflowing.

It has all kinds of legends in itself, and can lead his subordinates to victory after victory, even completely annihilating the invincible Cyrus naval fleet!

Now they have saved their lives in pain. In the eyes of some soldiers, this is simply the embodiment of "saints"!

A person who came to the world with a mission on his shoulders is a person who wants to do great things.

And the identity of the wizard has been automatically filtered by them.

This kind of view is very popular on the "Storm Horn", and it is definitely not an exception.

In fact, the soldier's thoughts are not exaggerated at all.

In this era, modern medicine has just started, and bloodletting therapy is still popular. For those pirates living in harsh conditions, the best medicine or the only medicine after injury is high-alcohol rum.

No matter how good the conditions are, it's just a bottle of inferior "holy water" mixed with an unknown amount of water.

Here, Aiwen not only has sufficient high-end military supplies of holy water, but also various "healing potions" prepared by himself, especially for trauma and massive bleeding.

Thanks to Aiwen's proficiency in "Potion Science", they obtained an excess drug guarantee, which saved the lives of most of the wounded on board.

We must know that the number of indirect deaths on the battlefield (untimely treatment, infection, excessive bleeding) is higher than the number of direct deaths.

If it weren't for these potions, the final total number of deaths would definitely add up to more than half!

But Ivan felt that sooner or later he should find a good enough doctor.

Based on the "activation school"'s understanding of the human body, although I can act as a guest doctor temporarily, there are too many strange diseases in the tropical environment of the "Golden Sea".

It is far from being as simple as an ordinary trauma.

If you are in this environment all year round, no one can guarantee that you will never get sick, even the superhumans.

Knock on the door and enter Borg's bedroom.

Although it was on an island in the New World, as the highest-ranking officer among the wounded, Borg's living conditions here were quite good.

Silk quilts, pajamas, ceramic tableware, top-grade black tea, and high-end daily necessities are all available.

Before Borg got up when he heard the movement, he had already stepped forward to support him.

"Lie down. Are you feeling better, my mate?

When will you be able to join the ranks again, the Horn of the Storm cannot do without you! "

heard the words.

The middle-aged first mate in pajamas showed a smile on his face, and he raised his right arm to show him that the upper arm and the elbow had completely disappeared.

In fact, there was a more serious wound under the right rib, which almost touched the internal organs.

It was the injury caused by the swift sword in the hand of the senior knight Stanley, the captain of the enemy ship, to the first officer who was also wearing the "activated animal skin" during the melee on the "Singdenburg".

Under the medical conditions of this era, it is basically possible to declare death.

But now the wound on the arm has stopped bleeding and scabs, leaving only a terrible scar.

It was the residue of quick healing under the action of the potion, and after a while, there would be no difference between the skin here and other places.

"Thank you, Captain, for the potion! My wound is almost completely healed.

but"

Borg first solemnly thanked Ivan for his treatment, then looked straight into his eyes, and said the decision he had been thinking about for a long time in bed these days:

"Please allow me to apply to you for retirement, Your Excellency Captain!"

"Retire?! If you are worried about your hands, then there is no need, I will find a way for you."

Although the first officer's ability is not particularly outstanding, since Ivan boarded the "Conch", he has been conscientiously assisting him in managing the ship, at least there have been no major mistakes in logistics.

In any case, there is still hard work.

At least Ivan never thought of replacing him.

"Your Excellency, you don't have to persuade me.

For such a long time after the battle, I have thought clearly. Compared with the old guys on the ship who have already gone to heaven, this is already a gift from the goddess.

I know that with your strength, this crippled arm will not affect my work.

But no one knows my own abilities better than me. In fact, except for logistics, I am not qualified for the position of first officer of a battleship at all.

Let the first mate of the Horn of the Storm be reserved for the wise men who will come later! "

Ai Wen was about to say something, but was interrupted by him waving.

"Your Excellency, Captain! You see, I have already won so many spoils of war, do I still expect such an old man to have ambitions, and then go to the sea to charge into battle?"

Looking at this "old" officer with gray hair and weathered face, especially the firm and relieved eyes.

Alvin paused.

Knowing that he had made up his mind, he finally stopped trying to dissuade him.

Which is better, a dangerous life at sea, or a happy and prosperous old age? You really have no right to make decisions for others.

Especially an ordinary person who is not even a superhuman.

"Okay! I respect your decision and choice, Mr. Borg.

I agreed in principle to the application for retirement.

I will always remember those years of fighting side by side together.

After you recover from your injuries, I will arrange for the warship back to Phalitis to take you back as soon as possible.

Take a good rest, the same as before, you can come to me, the captain, whenever you need anything in the future! "

Snapped--

After solemnly paying a military salute, Ivan turned and left the room without disturbing him.

Behind him, Borg was lying on the bed and solemnly returned the salute, watching Aiwen's receding back outside the window, not letting go of his only intact left hand for a long time.

After a long time, there was a deep sigh:

"Major Boris would be a good mate!"

Based on Aiwen's current ability, the potion formula for "Rebirth of Broken Limbs" is readily available in "Rite of Flesh and Flesh". Even the raw materials should be available from the New World sooner or later as long as they are willing to pay the price.

But Ivan can also see Borg's true thoughts.

He obviously didn't want to rely on his seniority to occupy the second most important position on this battleship, especially after Boris, who was far above him in terms of ability, experience, strength, and military rank, boarded the ship, this tendency became more and more obvious .

Maybe even if the "accident" of breaking his arm hadn't happened, after a period of running-in, he would have taken the initiative to abdicate.

However, it is impossible for Ivan to let Borg leave the field with his body dragged like this:

"Well, with a little work, the credit this time should be enough for Borg to return to the Third Fleet as a civilian major.

In any case, in this era, even a nominal naval lieutenant commander is much stronger, or much safer, than a rich man with a huge sum of money! "

Leaving Borg's residence, Ivan went to visit other soldiers who were injured in the battle.

After taking the potion carefully prepared by Aiwen.

After recuperating on the return route and on the island, most of the wounded have recovered and should be able to return to work within three to five days at most.

And these soldiers who have been tempered by blood and fire will be the real backbone of the "Storm Horn"!

As for severely wounded people with physical disabilities like Borg, it would be difficult to return to the battle order even after recovering from their injuries.

Fortunately, some time ago, there was no shortage of spoils from the "Storm Horn". With this credit and dividends, I returned to Phalitis, at least in terms of life. possible.

After such a long time, Aiwen has already adjusted his mentality. As long as he is still at sea or does not become the strongest one day, this kind of thing will always be inevitable.

Even today's "Singdenburg" may not become my own tomorrow.

There is no use in complaining about yourself, the only thing you can do is to become stronger! Stronger and stronger forces, and then get the qualification to control your own destiny!

So, today he has another important job to do.

After completing the overall inspection work on the island, it was already evening.

Aiwen returned to the port that had just taken shape, where a merchant ship belonging to the East Lunzhi Company was already waiting for him.

In addition to the merchant ship, there is another person here, and that is the current gunner on the ship-Lieutenant Colonel Boris.

at this time.

This tall officer with light blond hair and a messy beard, changed from his usual calmness, and walked around the ship repeatedly. From time to time, he raised his head and looked towards the inland direction. It was obvious that there was something that distracted him.

When I saw Aiwen appear, his eyes lit up instantly, and he took a few steps forward:

"Your Excellency, you are finally here!"

"Lieutenant Colonel Boris, how could I forget what I promised you?

I wasted some time arranging the work on the island for the past few days, now we can go, let's go and see Calvin together. "

Calvin was Boris' seriously ill son.

After the war, Boris, who had seen Aiwen's magical ability, could not help rekindling hope for his son's strange illness. The problems that ordinary doctors and priests of the church could not solve, maybe wizards could do it?

For a father, it is impossible to give up his son as long as there is a glimmer of hope. So he took the initiative to beg Aiwen's help, and had to give it a try anyway.

This is exactly in Ivan's arms.

Everything happens because of people, and now excellent talents are by my side.

Especially when this kind of personnel loss is serious, how can Ivan watch Boris retire and waste talents in vain?

Thanks to the book friend Guitu for the reward! Thank you book friends for your monthly ticket recommendation!