It was Hans, the steward, who taught me how to combat seasickness.

　He said, "All you have to do is stare at the horizon. The rest will be easier once you put it back in a heap".

　Since it's not nice to see a dainty girl vomit, I recommended the former to Satie, and we quickly got into the sailing boat.

　Hans, the butler, came aboard next.

　He's wearing leather armor and has a scimitar hanging from his waist.
　I ask him quizzically, but his answer is clear and languid.

'This Hans. I've been to the five seas with Master Etria.

　The point was that he was confident in his skills and wanted me to accompany him.

　The butler, Hans, was a primitive man, over fifty in appearance, but his chest plate was quite thick. You could see it even from the top of his butler's uniform, but when he took it off and put on his armor, it stood out.

　As the word suggests, he must be quite a fierce man.

　I'm sure he has plenty of experience in maritime combat, so it won't be a loss to have him accompany me.

　That's why I allowed him to accompany me.

"This Hans, I'm going to work for Ike-sama with all my might and determination.

　Hans hugs me, mourning the tears of emotion, but it's too hot and unfulfilling.

　I shudder to think that if I were to marry Julia, 'this' would come with me without a trace.

　As I'm thinking about this, the man who is the captain of this sailing ship shouts out loud.


'Set sail!'


　At the signal, the sailors pulled up the anchor and the Octave Trading Company's sailing boat, the "Boromake" departed.



　The first trip on board was unexpectedly comfortable.

　The ship was rocking more than I expected, but come to think of it, I'm used to riding horses in this world.

　That too was far less comfortable than modern vehicles, but it didn't matter if you were used to it.

　I look at Sati.
　Surprisingly, she also looks unconcerned.
　This kind of thing may have something to do with the constitution and so on.
　Rather, Hans, who hadn't been on a boat in a long time, was making his face pale.

　He looked towards us.

You never want to get old, do you?

　He smiled bitterly.

'What's still young,'

　I'll return it to him, but I'm suddenly worried.

　I was expecting a man of the sea of successive battles, but was I overpaying for it?
　I felt a little uneasy, but originally I was going to be able to handle this on my own.
　It's not good to expect more than necessary.

　With that in mind, I looked around the interior of the "ragamaker".
　It is not a cruise ship, but a merchant ship.
　It is a so-called sailing ship that uses the power of the wind to move with the sail.

　When I hear the word "pirate", I think of galleys, but in this world, galleys seem to have become obsolete a long time ago.

　If this world had an inland sea like the Mediterranean Sea, it would still be in use, but the continents of this world are shaped like rhombuses.

　There is an inland sea in the western region that can barely be called an inland sea, and it seems to be still in use there, but at any rate, sailing ships seem to be the mainstream in this world.

　The trip on a sailing ship is left to the wind, but according to the captain, the wind was quite good on this day.
　The captain says that we will arrive at our destination earlier than planned.

Destination?

　Satie, who shows no signs of seasickness, asks me.

'Yeah, we're going to a place called The Magic Triangle,'

The Devil's Triangle?

Yes. Midway between three major island cities. There are three major island cities, Eschas, Lobos and Cillian, each of which produce important spices. That's why I have a fleet of escorts stationed in each of these ports--

Are you saying that the middle ground, the waters, is hard to get to?

'Exactly. That's why the pirates have taken notice of it, and apparently 70% of the raids take place there.

So this time you'll intentionally slow down when you get to that area?

That's right.

　That's what Satie does.
　She's quite clever.
　Just as I was thinking this, I heard a loud voice from outside the cabin.

"Enemy sighted!

　A man climbing the watchtower shouts this and he rings the bell.

　Immediately, the ship is enveloped in tension.

　The men who had been chatting jovially a moment ago suddenly turn serious.
　I'm sure they are well educated and well-trained.
　I'm sure that if this is the case, they won't fall behind the pirates.
　With that in mind, I was about to leave the cabin, but Sati grabbed me by the sleeve.

"Please wait.

　As she said this, she looked around the room.

　I'm sure she's trying to carry the "flintlock" experience she had during her duel with Basteo, but unfortunately, fire is strictly prohibited on the ship. Unfortunately, fire is strictly forbidden on the ship.

　I called out to Satie, who was still trying to manage.

You are right, this time you are right. Well, this time you can pray to a god that Satie believes in.

　Sati nodded "yes" and began to pray with her hands together.
　As I watch the scene, I think.
　Now, I wonder to which god she is praying.
　This world is predominantly polytheistic.
　Each tribe, region and class has a different god to pray to.

　I don't know which god she believes in, but regardless, the pirates must be exterminated soon.

　As I've said before, Sati is absolutely obedient to my commands.

　I asked her to pray for me, and she'll keep praying until I come back.

　If I lose, she might even take off her maid's uniform and become a nun as it is.

　I wanted to see Sati in her nun's uniform once, but the future of the Trade Federation and the Demon King's Army hangs on my twin shoulders. I can't afford to cut corners here.

Now, let's go get rid of this red-bearded Carossa guy.

　When he said this, he took the staff of the Ouroboros from the cabin of the ship.

　Then he said goodbye to Satie and went out of the cabin.