"Look at me."

She turned around again, with a serious face. Fang Plover had never seen her with such a frosty look on her face, and couldn't help but feel a little stunned.

But the noble lady had a straight face, as if she didn't hear what Little Finger said, and said coldly: "What is the punishment for disobeying your superiors on the ship?"

When Little Finger heard this, his expression changed involuntarily, and his body trembled like chaff as he stood there.

The boatswain was startled and couldn't help but said: "Miss Sylvide..."

But Sylvester didn't even look at him, looking unmoved.

But when Fang Yu saw this, he still didn't know what the noble lady meant, so he sighed and whispered: "Silverde, forget it."

Sylvide turned around, looked at him with a smile, and nodded slightly.

Then he turned around and looked at the pale little finger again, and said: "Mr. Ed interceded for you, did you see it? I returned to the ship and was confined for three days. I will inform Her Royal Highness the Princess and the captain about this matter."

,Understood?"

The sailor named Littlefinger raised his head in despair, and nodded to Fang Plover with sweat on his face: "Thank you Mr. Ed, thank you Miss Silverd, I understand, I understand!"

Fang Yu couldn't help but shook his head slightly.

But Sylvide saw his little move in her eyes and whispered: "Captain, you will be the captain in the future, so you must have such majesty. After we have a ship, it will not be just a member of the team.

Everyone, and the sailors on the ship, do you still want them to look down on you because of your age?"

"But..." Fang Yu actually didn't understand what she was doing, it was just that he had seen such a strict hierarchical system before, and he couldn't adapt to it for a while.

"Captain, I know in my heart that you are an excellent person, and everyone knows it too. All the people involved in the Doriffin incident must know this. But in the future, there will be many people on the ship, and not everyone will have the opportunity to understand all this.

Isn’t it?”

Sylvide whispered in his ear: "The rules on the Etalia ship have been accumulated from generation to generation. Every rule has its own meaning. I will try my best to help you, but you also have to do it yourself."

Just set an example."

After hearing this, Fang Yu couldn't help but look at her in surprise and nodded lightly.

And it has to be said.

After experiencing this, the sailors looked at him very differently, with a little more awe in their eyes. Although there were still some who felt that this man relied on women, they at least did not dare to show anything on their faces.

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The only side effect was probably that the boatswain's opinion of Fang Plover greatly deteriorated, and he never mentioned the air bag again, and just withdrew and watched with cold eyes, probably waiting for him to embarrass himself.

Fang Yu didn't say much when he saw this, but the unexpected scene on the boat was indeed more or less beyond his expectation.

However, although he was a little touched by Sylvester's approach of paving the way for him, he didn't feel that it was necessary.

In fact, he is not as ignorant as the noble girl imagined, but he has his own choices.

Thinking of this, he turned around, gently pulled down his goggles, stretched out his right hand and pointed at a maple tree on the river bank.

Before anyone could react, the metal glove worn on Fang Plover's hand suddenly ejected a stream of air, and the glove flew out with a bang, carrying a long metal rope and flying out diagonally, spanning a distance of nearly twenty meters.

Then Fang Yu shook his hand. The front end of the glove was actually transformed into a special flexible structure by him, and he shook it accordingly after receiving his order.

There was a soft click, and the metal glove was firmly grasped on a tree trunk as thick as an arm.

Fang Plover pulled back, and the long metal rope suddenly straightened. The metal winch hidden in the back half of the gauntlet made a buzzing sound under the drive of the magic furnace, and began to retract the long rope backwards.

Under the influence of this force, the small boat suddenly stopped, and then the bow pointed in that direction.

When everyone saw this scene, they couldn't help but be startled. The sailor named Little Finger even changed his face when he saw this. Could it be that these people didn't understand Fang Plover's identity.

battle craftsman

The status of formal alchemists in the kingdom cannot be said to be low, and the combat craftsmen, as the best among them, are even more outstanding. Isn't it a joke to have trouble with a combat craftsman?

But such a young combat craftsman exceeded everyone's expectations.

Everyone was still in a daze, but they heard Fang Plover shout: "What are you still doing in a daze? Go rowing!"

This time there was no need for the boatswain's order or Sylvide's reminder. The sailors suddenly woke up, looked at Fang Plover with awe and fear, and quickly picked up the oars in their hands and started to move.

The sailor before was even more pale, as if he had been punched in the face, and his expression was so ugly that his eyebrows were squeezed together.

But at this time, the eyes of others no longer looked at him with sympathy, but rather with gloating.

In fact, even the boatswain glanced at Fang Plover with some surprise, and then he finally understood why Miss Sylvide called this young man captain.

But Fang Yu didn't care about this. He only looked at the pale guy and said, "Why are you so dazed? Why don't you row?"

The sailor suddenly trembled, looked at him and stammered: "War, Mr. Fighting Craftsman, I..."

"Didn't you hear I asked you to row the boat?" Fang Pliong raised his tone: "Did you ask everyone to wait for you?"

"But I..."

"It's nothing," Fang Plover said loudly: "If you don't want the confinement to last for a week, hurry up and pick up your oar for me."

The sailor was slightly startled, and it seemed that it took him a while to realize what Fang Plover meant. He glanced at Fang Plover with disbelief and gratitude: "First of all, sir, what do you mean..."

"Huh?" Fang Yu was stunned: "I didn't explain it clearly enough."

"It's clear enough, it's clear enough, I understand, sir!" The sailor almost cried and hurriedly picked up his oar.

"Be careful, kid," Fang Plione couldn't help but shake his head when he saw his clumsy look, and replied with his original words: "Don't forget what you said. If you accidentally fall into the water, everyone present will not be able to save you."

As soon as he said these words, everyone could not understand what he meant, and the atmosphere on the ship suddenly relaxed.

The sailors looked at each other, and some even laughed and joked at the guy: "Did you hear that, little finger, look at how embarrassing you are."

Little Finger didn't dare to refute, so he could only laugh awkwardly.

Only then did Fang Plover turn around and meet Sylvester's eyes. His eyes were inevitably filled with the flirtation of a young man. Sylvester looked at this guy, feeling angry and amused at the same time, and couldn't help but shake her head.

, but couldn’t help but smile.

"Captain, are you trying to protest against me?" she asked softly.

"Ah?" Fang Yu opened his mouth wide: "Is that how you understand it?"

Sylvide smiled narrowly: "Well, Captain, your performance is very good, at least much better than Sylvide expected."

"Hey!" Fang Yu then scratched his head and laughed. He was obviously very proud to be recognized by the aristocratic girl who had always performed so well.
Chapter completed!