When Du Chen returned to the cabin, the students, including Steve and Charlie, looked at him with ambiguous eyes.
Gossip always spreads quickly. Miss Mina, codenamed "Rose," often interacts with various people to gather information. Inadvertently, she has gained a promiscuous reputation. Now, this reputation has spread among the students in the cabin. The main culprit behind this is Steve, who exaggerated things to please his female classmates!
Therefore, the students have no doubts now. They are not concerned about what happened when Du Chen and Professor Mina first met in the bedroom. Instead, they are curious about what exactly happened between them.
Facing the strange gazes of his classmates, especially the female ones, Du Chen found a secluded place to sit down.
The huge ship set sail and headed towards the Battle God Island in the south.
During the journey, many teachers from the academy came to talk to Du Chen, asking how the non-existent powerful battle god transformed his talent. Du Chen made up stories and barely managed to get through. In the end, the academy's ship split off and returned to the port of Antwerp. It seemed that they were following the information provided by Du Chen to search for the non-existent fighter god. Several other fast boats also left the fleet and returned to the fighter God Island in advance to report the news to Chancellor Ziggert, who was in seclusion for healing.
The entire fighter God Island was shaped like a crescent moon. On the inner side of the crescent, there was a row of deepwater docks. After a day and night of sailing, the huge ship slowly docked at the port.
Du Chen came to the deck and admired the densely built city on the island. He was secretly surprised by the size of the school.
At this time, the servants from the lower deck came out carrying the students' luggage. The first one to come out was Harry, the slave Du Chen had recently acquired in the port of Antwerp.
"Praise everything, I'm finally free!" Harry rushed out and took a deep breath of the fresh air mixed with sea breeze. Then he found Du Chen and shouted, "Master, quickly find someone to help, Aliza is not doing well!"
Aliza is in trouble? Damn it, why didn't anyone tell me!
Du Chen was shocked and quickly borrowed a few family guards from his older brother and rushed into the cabin where the servants lived. "Harry, what happened exactly?"
"Master, poor Aliza got seasick and has been vomiting the whole way!" Harry said with a helpless expression.
Du Chen couldn't help but cry and laugh. He glared at Harry fiercely. "It's just seasickness, why are you making such a fuss!"
The Snowbeast looked aggrieved and said, "B-but, he... Master, you'll see for yourself."
In a small cabin, poor Aliza lay on the bunk, humming. His simple face was pale, devoid of color, and his big eyes, although open, lacked any luster as they stared blankly at the ceiling. His once strong limbs now hung limp, devoid of any strength.
The room was filled with a foul, putrid smell, and the floor was covered in vomit. Du Chen covered his nose as soon as he entered.
"How did he get so sick?" Du Chen approached Aliza and patted his cheek, but there was no response. The child had already lost consciousness.
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"Master, the priests on the ship said they had never seen such severe seasickness. Oh, my poor nose!" The snow people's noses were sometimes a source of pain. They were too sensitive and could detect the smell of vomit more intensely than ordinary people.
Du Chen had someone carry Aliza out and scolded Harry, "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
Harry was taken aback. His master was so strange. Did he really need to be informed about a slave getting seasick?
Oh, he understood now. Although Aliza was a slave, he was highly favored. Harry realized that he needed to get along well with him in the future.
Thinking of this, Harry smiled awkwardly and said, "Merciful master, your compassion towards your servants moves me. But, as a snowbeast, I heard that you and your classmates were participating in tests at the academy and having discussions with the teachers. I didn't want to disturb you, so I found the priests to help Mr. Strong Aliza! Oh, I must have done something wrong. Please punish me!"
"Shut up and help me carry Aliza off the ship!" Du Chen glared at Harry.
They disembarked at the dock, and poor Aliza was finally feeling a little better. He was able to speak some unclear words. Du Chen felt relieved. He never expected that Aliza, who was so strong that he could defeat low-level fighter gods, would be knocked down by seasickness.
"Big brother, you go and inform the teacher in charge for me. I'll report later when Ali Zha is feeling better!"
Du Chen handed the items needed for registration to Steve, then laid Ali Zha down in an open area and, together with Harry, massaged his chest and abdomen.
"Hey, this kid is as strong as a bear. Why can't he get up? Is he about to die?"
Someone approached and Du Chen lowered his head to check on Aliza. He couldn't see the person, but he didn't like the tone of their words. What did they mean by "about to die"? Could this person not speak properly?
He looked up and saw a drunken middle-aged man approaching. He was tall, wearing a rough sailor's uniform with a hemp sleeve, and his reddish hair was messy, covering his face. He held a jug of alcohol, giving off the impression of a seasoned dock worker.
"My friend is just seasick!"
"Seasick? Boring! I thought he was about to die, so I came over to watch the fun!" The drunken sailor shook his head and squatted beside Aliza, patting his cheeks. He asked, "Kid, do you know what I'm saying?"
"Ugh! Ugh!" Aliza mumbled a few words.
"Useless guy!" The sailor suddenly threw away his jug of alcohol and grabbed Aliza's collar, shaking him violently.
"Hey, what are you doing!?" Du Chen pushed him away. "Seasickness is not treated like this!"
"I didn't say I wanted to treat him!" The sailor scratched his head. "I saw that he's not dead, so I thought I'd help him. Otherwise, how could I watch the fun?"
So, you're here to kill someone!
Du Chen suddenly became furious and grabbed the sailor's collar, ready to curse him. But then, a bright idea flashed in his mind.
No, this is the Academy of Fighter Gods! The gathering place of the elites from the three continents. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that there are hidden dragons and crouching tigers here. This sailor's identity is unknown, so it's better to be cautious.
"What are you doing? Do you want to fight me?" The sailor yawned and, with an overwhelming smell of alcohol, pointed at Aliza. "Is he your slave? He seems interesting. Name your price, I'll buy him!"
"Sorry, not for sale!"
"Not for sale, huh?" The sailor grinned, revealing his white teeth. "Then I'll just take him!"
As he spoke, he grabbed Aliza and slung him over his shoulder, running away with long strides. Although this person had a strong build, he couldn't be considered powerful. However, carrying Aliza, who had the bloodline of an orc and was as strong as a bear, was effortless for him as he quickly disappeared into the crowd.
At this time, Aliza's lingering seasickness resurfaced, and after the shaking, he couldn't help but vomit a large amount of filth onto the sailor's shoulder.
"Oh my god, what bad luck!" The sailor exclaimed. Seeing Du Chen chasing after him from behind, he quickly turned around, leaped high into the air, and stomped on Du Chen's shoulder. Then, using the momentum, he leaped far away, disappearing into the crowd in the blink of an eye.
Du Chen stood still, stunned. Judging by the sailor's speed in escaping, he was also a skilled fighter.
But why did he take away Aliza, a foolish child!?
Wealth, pleasure, power, Du Chen had none of these, so what was the sailor's motive for taking Aliza?
This person was simply unreasonable!
At this moment, a few old sailors who were watching the spectacle burst into laughter. "Hey, brothers, did you see that? That lunatic has a new toy. We can have some peace and quiet for a few days!"