As if to confirm Brando's words, the previously calm sea began to churn. The broad passage narrowed, and a current appeared between the "reefs." The water scoured the hull, and the sailboat suddenly shook violently. The Undead Sailors on deck were thrown off balance, while the barrels, ropes, crates, and other items piled on the deck tumbled into the sea.
"Fang Qi, go handle the sails!" Brando knew the Undead Sailors could not be relied upon in this situation—they were simply too weak. He issued several commands in succession. "Magdal, take Ling and the Lian sisters below deck. Huang Huo, protect Delphine. Everyone else, pick up the Undead Sailors and put them in the lower hold. They're useless on deck. Have them pump out the water."
Fang Qi knew some things about sailing, and handling the sails was no problem for him either. However, in the Nine Phoenixes, that was work for servants and sailors. Grumbling under his breath, he walked away. The others quickly sprang into action as well. "Let me stay on deck," Ling said seriously, her face stern. "Mr. Brando, I worked as a sailor for a while before. I can help."
Brando glanced at Fang Qi and knew that one person alone would not be enough to handle the ropes on such a large ship. However, he was unwilling to let the little girl remain on deck. If she accidentally fell into the sea here, no one would be able to save her.
"I'll protect her." Loot the Fae flew up from Lian's shoulder and spoke.
Only then did Brando nod.
Fang Qi's strength was considerable, and under his control, the sailboat finally stabilized. Aside from the Chancellor's daughter, all the noncombatants on deck soon went below into the cabins. Although the deck was still pitching