Suddenly, the whole ship seemed to be overturned by the waves and strong winds, and the ferocious waves hit the ship, splashing several meters of water.

Some knights were photographed directly from one side of the boat to the other.

The sight in front of them shocked everyone. The ship seemed to be out of control and could only be at the mercy of strong winds and huge waves.

The huge reef is just ahead of the boat.

Wen Lin, who was standing in front of the rudder, commanded with a calm expression, "Everyone, hold on to the sturdy things around you, and Bach reel,"

The waves surging on the deck wet everyone's clothes, like the scene of doomsday, like the call of death.

Someone made a prayer gesture, "God bless,"

"Are you praying? But we've just looted the papal ships, and I've heard that God doesn't hear prayers at sea," a tall knight said to his companions.

Unable to hide their panic, the praying man widened his eyes, swallowed, and looked at Wen Lin at the bow of the boat.

"Perhaps we can pray to His Excellency the Guard,"

She stood under the towering waves, with a fearless expression, always firm, "Right now, everyone will hold the rope for me, pull it hard, and raise the sail!"

The wind weakened a little, and suddenly an oncoming wave lifted the bow high, and everyone felt like they were about to be thrown out.

The strong wind made the whole ship lean over, and at this moment, almost everyone closed their eyes, ready to resign.

The author has something to say: [1] Based on "Pirates of the Caribbean"

Chapter 60

At the last moment, the hull rubbed the edge of the reef to change direction, and in a few moments, they were far away from the land of nightmares.

The crowd even forgot to cheer. They stared blankly at Wen Lin at the bow of the boat, suppressing the urge to kneel down.

Miraculously, the masts and guardrails of the entire ship were not damaged.

The Vatican ships that followed were apparently not so lucky, trapped in the "wreck".

Two ships have hit the rocks and sank.

The people who survived the catastrophe were full of energy, and within a few breaths, they disappeared into the boundless sea.

After she was completely out of sight of the Vatican vessel, Wen Lin got off the bow.

Compared to the excited knights, Elbo and his party seemed much calmer, and began to pack up the spoils in an orderly manner.

This is not the Sistine's dedicated gold-carrying ship, so the captured loot is very messy.

Gold and silver jewelry, pearls, high-end handicrafts inlaid with precious metals, ivory, high-end clothing and various fabrics, and even honey and sesame oil.

The things that are needed are packed in different categories, and the rest are distributed by the knights themselves, and the boat is cheering for a while.

Most of these things are luxuries that can only be used by the Holy Court, and they are rarely seen at ordinary times.

After cheering, the crowd began to fall into the rum carnival again.

The Liberty will not return until nightfall, and there is still enough time for everyone to vent.

After Wen Lin counted the spoils, she couldn't hold back and walked to her bedroom.

With such a big wind and waves, if Visiah was unprepared, she would be easily injured when the hull tilted.

Knocked on the door, no answer.

Opening the door, there was no one inside.

As her heart tightened, Wen Lin turned around and was about to go out to find someone, when Vicia happened to walk in.

The whole body is wet, and the most terrifying thing is that the two hands are covered with purple swollen marks, and the forehead seems to be broken.

Where she went just now is self-evident.

Wen Lin's eyes stayed on Vicia's hand, and she suddenly remembered that there was a person standing beside the rudder with her just now, and those overly thin hands seemed familiar.

It's just that Wen Lin's whole mind was on the dangerous sea conditions at that time, and she didn't think much about it.

Thinking back now, it was obviously Vicia.

"Your Excellency Wen Lin," Vicia's tone was light, she walked in, untied her scarf and veil, took a clean cotton cloth and started wiping her hair, and handed Wen Lin a cotton cloth.

Without reaching out, the corners of her lips twitched. Wen Lin seemed to be irritated by Vichy's calm expression. She frowned tightly, and the anger in her heart couldn't be restrained.

He closed the door, dragged the person to the fire, and started to remove the wet clothes from Vicia's body without any explanation.

"Vishiya, what are you trying to do? Do you really want to die? Don't you know how dangerous the situation just now is?"

Vicia was stunned, seeing that Wen Lin's eyes seemed to be turning into a real gloom, she put down her raised hand and let her move rudely.

"Your Excellency Wen Lin, I believe you, isn't it all right now?"

Wrinkling her brows irritably, Wen Lin's sharp eyes suddenly pressed towards Vicia, and in the next instant, she blurted out a strong sarcasm,

"As the monarch of the Golan, you actually believe in a pirate. Unfortunately, I sometimes don't believe in myself, Your Majesty, your thinking is in chaos,"

Throwing the wet jacket aside, there was the last close-fitting undershirt left on Vicia, which was tightly attached to the curve of her delicate and graceful body, and she looked up and saw everything.

Wen Lin didn't have the slightest thought to appreciate it, she stepped aside, pulled out a few clean robes, and threw them over.

Then he hid in the corner and started changing clothes without saying a word.

The rustling sound of fabric rubbing sounded in the silent space. Wen Lin moved quickly, and Vicia changed her clothes first.

Wen Lin turned around after she couldn't hear the fabric rubbing at all.

Vicia's throat moved, and she watched Wen Lin hurriedly walk out and back in a hurry, holding a temporary anti-swelling ointment in her hand.

Sitting down beside Vicia, Wen Lin held her swollen hand and gently applied the ointment.

"There is no good medicine on the ship, so I have to wait until I get back to Brenzi to re-apply the medicine."

"It's okay,"

In an instant, the strength in Wen Lin's hand increased a bit, and only after hearing Vicia's gasping sound, did the strength lighten.