Novel & Cerita Descendants Ships

There is 4 total ships that would be involved in the Inspection tour from Aeternum Central Shark City to the Eloesa City, with the public aims is to inspect the river routes and also delivering a few important items from the Aeternum Mainland to the Kingdom of Eloesa. There is only a single modern ships in the entire fleet of 4, that modern ship is the Coastal Patrol ship types from the Coast Guard, of which that I bought on earth before, the ship were fully geared up and armed to the teeth, ready for combat. As for the other 3 ships were the slow moving medieval wooden ships caravel, naturally it was all fitted with Magic Sails, for a bit faster movement. Yes, the Sail were magically enchan

But that pull only grows stronger with each passing day. I have made research about her. To know what makes her special enough to have two mates who are both kings, and how she is still alive. I know that she is currently pregnant, and how the baby is still in her remains a mystery because I have seen women lose their babies and their senses with far less torture. It isn’t until my diviner is called and he tells me what Hazel actually is. “A descendant of the moon goddess, your majesty. You have to be careful when dealing with her lest you anger the goddess.” My diviner said.

"I'm not asking if your eyesight is still sharp or not! What I want to ask is, did you see the strange symbol engraved on the sail of the ship?" "Yeah, that symbol seems like the devil's symbol!" "A bit like the symbol on your chest, doesn't it?" "Yes, true!" "That means the people sailing on that ship are devil worshippers. They are dangerous, we should stay away from them as much as possible." "Is that so?"

he shouts questioning glaring at the wall. “My children and their late father are descendants of Gwanhoya!” Takada answers him from the entrance of the cave, “How do you know that name?” “I saw it in some sought of a vision or dream, I do not understand what it was but you confirming that for me means I was not hallucinating!” “I understand, that is why you passed out at that time!” “Yes, but I don’t understand, if they are her descendants why is she causing your family so much trouble?”

On the Central Sacred Continent, any discerning person would know the origin of any ship named ‘Lightfoot’. It was the special means of transportation that only direct descendants of the Lightfoot family could use. The Lightfoot family, like the Fellowes family, controlled one of the Central Sacred Continent top’s five trading companies. The Fellowes family controlled Treasure Trove, while the Lightfoot family controlled Splendor. The two trading companies were very similar in strength. Treasure Trove ranked third among the top five trading companies, while Splendor ranked second. The violent shaking just now was from the two ships colliding.

Xiao Fang explained the function of the imperial ship to Ciao Chen. After seeing and hearing about the advantages of the imperial ship, Xiao Chen was truly amazed. It was even crazier than his own ship, so Xiao Chen was very happy to use the imperial large ship. Xiao Fang was aware of what his younger brother was planning and firmly rejected the request. This warship was not a ship for Xiao Chen to use freely. Although it was powerful, the materials needed for the ship were rare and very expensive. The empire only had ten at the half-emperor level, twenty at the king level, and a hundred at the immortal level. Xiao Fang made this ship a walking fortress for the Xiao empire if it ever explore

The “fire” that killed Alicia’s grandfather wasn’t in any official file. It took Zara 36 hours to find it. “Private maritime registry,” she said over video call at 3 a.m. Geneva time. Her face was pale from lack of sleep and blue light. “Kessler Shipping and Dickson Shipping dissolved their partnership in December 1994. Two weeks later, the _Maris Stella_ went down off the coast of Norway. Your grandfather was on board.” Alicia sat up in bed. Alex was already awake, watching her face.

"We're out. We're actually out." "Look," Jun whispered. Elara wiped her eyes and looked at the long-range Aetheric-Scanner. They weren't alone in the dark. Emerging from the shadow of the moon, and rising from the far side of the planet, were hundreds of other White Ships. They were of different shapes and sizes—some looked like floating cathedrals of glass, others like jagged shards of obsidian—but they all shared the same Architectural-Lineage. "Are those... survivors?" Mina asked, her voice trembling.

She looked at each one of them who all looked awkward and distant. Venus gritted her teeth and said once more, “What. Is. Wrong.” Ris took a deep breath and said, “The darkness on the Black Porch suddenly whispered—something that has never happened before—that you are a descendant of… Giris Druiksa.” Shad added, “Everyone in this country already considers you very dangerous.” “And, of course they are very, very shaken,” said Virzash. However, Venus was many times more shaken than the whole country.

Before I could ask what she meant, Ace stepped forward. “We can’t just stand here.” His jaw tightened as he stared at the wounded Guardian. “They’re killing them.” Leo grabbed his brother’s arm. “Don’t.” “We have to help.” “With what?” Leo pointed toward the sky. “Look at the size of that ship.” Ace followed his gaze. Rows upon rows of smaller craft detached from the enormous vessel. Dropships. Dozens. Then hundreds. “They’re deploying,” Rowan whispered. Her voice lacked panic. It held resignation.