"No wonder I was feeling so anxious the other day, turns out I unleashed my inner power and awakened my mysterious sixth sense! Damn it!"
The sails of the "Crimson Rose" were brimming with wind and shimmered with a soft glow. The sculpted prow, exuding an air of luxury, parted the waves and charged irresistibly toward Qin Mo's small sailboat.
"Hmph! You managed to shake me twice, but in the end, you still couldn't escape my grasp. Little guy, this time you're not going to get away!"
Isabel, dressed in black, stood at the bow of the ship, watching the single-masted sailboat dart up in the distance like a startled rabbit, and let out a smug "humph," causing Oakes behind her to twitch his face.
For so many years, when has the stern, iron-blooded, and gloomy "Windsor Rose" ever been so happy?
“Oh! Your Highness seems to have been especially happy for the past few months…” Oakes quietly retreated so as not to disturb his master’s pleasant mood.
"Come on! Single-person, single-ship sailing isn't the most exciting mode. Let me show you what real sailboat racing is all about!"
Qin Mo used both his hands and feet to move all the heavy objects on the single-masted sailboat to the starboard side, then raised the sails to the top and activated the wind-gathering formation to its maximum.
The small sloop tilted sharply to the left by thirty degrees, and its speed increased significantly again.
Qin Mo gripped the rudder tightly, controlling the ship's direction. The mast creaked and groaned, trembling under the immense force.
Because the ship was tilting, the port side was extremely close to the sea surface. Waves surged onto the deck from time to time, and then flowed back into the sea through the drain. Water splashed everywhere. The whole scene was more exciting and thrilling than the sailboat races that Qin Mo had seen on TV.
"But I really don't want something that's so exciting!"
Qin Mo looked back at the enormous vessel that was relentlessly pursuing her, her mouth filled with a salty, bitter taste.
Is it possible that a vampire like Isabella, a powerful figure, has suddenly come to this desolate grain coast? Is she going to the Gold Coast to enjoy the scorching equatorial sun?
That's definitely not true! I felt anxious in Madeira, but as soon as I returned to Heather's side, the problem disappeared. This proves that Isabel must have sensed my presence through some unknown method.
She was spying on herself.
Now look at the lavish magical array glow on that "Crimson Rose." Needless to say, they're definitely after my blood, and I'm sure it won't be just a quick fling; they might even capture me and keep me as their mistress for life!
Qin Mo steeled himself, slightly adjusted the direction to keep the boat level, and within seconds swung the large spindle sail at the bow.
"Buzz!"
The winds on the open sea are already strong, and with the help of the wind-gathering array, the spinnaker was filled with wind the moment it rose, billowing larger than the entire single-masted sailboat.
"Come on! A feat in maritime history is about to unfold: a single person, a single ship, steering the ship and controlling the sails and spinnaker—it's absolutely suicidal..."
Qin Mo released her senses, keenly sensing the changes in wind direction and the fluctuations of the waves. At the same time, she precisely controlled the sails with her vital energy and held the rudder in her hand. She accomplished the maneuvering that would normally require several people.
The small boat was moving at an extremely dangerous speed, and the whole boat began to creak and groan. Every time the small bow cut through the waves in front of it, Qin Mo's heart would tremble.
In his previous life, he had heard of many maritime accidents. It was not uncommon for carbon fiber hulls to be torn apart due to improper operation, not to mention those that capsized due to excessive tilting.
Fortunately, Qin Mo's perception range was large enough and sharp enough that he managed to avoid every dangerous change without incident.
Moreover, the wood that Heather obtained from the temple was tough enough that, although it creaked and groaned, it did not fall apart until it shook off the "Crimson Rose".
"Hehehe! This is really interesting, it's getting more and more interesting!"
As Isabel watched her "prey" gradually disappear, a bewitching smile appeared on her lips, and she extended a slender white finger.
"Turn right, sail in that direction, the cunning little fellow has changed course, hehehe!"
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