Worthy Ship Novels & Stories

The three-masted sailing ship in their hands can sail as far as the Principality of Wendel, but it is not safe because it is a merchant ship. There are fundamental differences between the design and structure of warships and merchant ships. The former are sturdy and can withstand minor collisions, while the latter have more space and can carry more cargo. The former emphasize maneuverability and mobility, while the latter can be controlled with a minimum crew. In other words, for ships with the same three masts, warships can sail much faster than merchant ships. That is why Christine hopes to find a warship, so that if they encounter danger at sea, they can escape with their speed.

It even erased my fear that it’s the cave of the pirates. After a few minutes, the ship docked in the village meters away from the main. The ship lined together with the other ship and from my left, I saw a ship with a Skeleton Dragon as a symbol of their flag. Ours is an aquatic salamander. “Lady Vienna!!”

Lights along its hull glowed softly, reflecting on the calm sea. The ship was far bigger than she'd imagined. "Is that the ship?" Alina asked quietly. Adrian followed her gaze. "Yes. That's the one that'll take you." The SUV stopped not far from the foot of the pier. The door opened. The night air hit Alina's face at once—cold, salty, mixed with the soft crash of waves against the dock pilings. Adrian got out first, then helped Alina out. The moment her feet touched the wooden planks of the pier, Alina could see the ship's form more clearly. Not an ordinary yacht. Three visible decks, large windows with drawn curtains, and a small flag fluttering gently on the main mast—an emblem she didn't

He knew in an instant that it was Travis's ship. A three mass ship with dark sails. It was the complete opposite of The Morning Star. It was dark. Even the wood the ship was made out of was darker. It's dark sails had a white crescent moon with a small silver star that dangled off the end of the moon. It looked haunting as it sailed towards the open ocean. Ghostly against the dark sky. Gavin's throat felt like it was closing as he watched it.

After all, they were in her and Hall's apportioned part of the canton, and as their Candlemaiden, she was responsible for their spiritual wellbeing. The hike to the old shrine was steep and tricky, but Iris knew the way well enough, and was barely out of breath when she reached the crown of the highest hill. The shrine wasn't for any spirit Iris had ever met, and though the glassy contours of its twisted black rocks reminded her of ocean waves, the way the jagged rocks jutted into the sky made her think of mountains and cliffs instead of wells and streams. Mother Hall had only taken her three times before, but Iris had visited several times on her own: some intangible, atmospheric quality of

How come I can't find him? Suddenly, the light went off, and darkness looms in the company like it's in the night. My heart beats rapidly against my chest as I stop abruptly on my track, looking around the dark place, the presence of a dangerous creature hovering around the place. There was never a power outage in the company for the past years since it has been working, which only means that there is a problem here. "What is going on?" I whisper as I look around, and just then, the thought of Clarissa hits me hard.

“We checked it thoroughly, there is literally no space for any instruments to slide between her skin and the metal. We can't cut through the top, it is super thin and we can't make where the metal ends and skin starts. Apart from it, everything is absolutely fine with her.” They sure cant. This isn't a simple shackle, this cant be. Aeric and I trace the shackle with our fingers, our skin bouncing on the little unknown words engraved on the shackle. Four different lines of words, going around in circles, reunifying in themselves. I take a closer look as if the alien language will reveal itself, probably, speak to us. In this lifetime, I have learned more language than necessary. Some for busi

The closer they got, the clearer it became to Hua Meili and the lion king of the merchant ship. They could see that the ship had suffered extensive damage, even though it was still able to fly over the desert. The lion king could also sense many weak auras coming from the merchant ship, most of them appearing to be seriously injured. But there was one thing he couldn't understand. From the lion's eyes, he saw one person whose aura was completely unharmed but who was unconscious.

I would argue that without the wind, the sea would have remained calm and the ships would not have crashed. In the end, it worked out that she prefers the treasures on the ships themselves, while I prefer the treasure of the ships masts or the parts of the ships that identify them. Some of my ships date back to the 1100’s and would be worth millions, if not billions of dollars, in the human world. Ishir walks to the wall where the pieces of my ships are iced in, like pictures hanging on the wall. “The White Ship?” Ishir says reverently, looking at the piece of the ship I found with the name still intact. He turns and looks at me stunned.

As for the size of the ship, the envoy did say that it was a former warship and is currently one of the few transportations capable of getting to the island. Cai Kang hugs everyone but notices that Kurai looking more unhappy than he does with his goodbyes. Nuying had to pat him down before he hugs her to death. When Cai Kang and Kurai got onto a large wooden ship. Their jaws are dropped at the mere sight of the interior. It is way too damn big. It has several floors and the lower floors even have spaces for cannons. This is a warship. In addition to that, the other passengers are the entire Nadeshiko squadron who are their protection unit. It makes up at least over fifty people.