[Comprehensive] The daily life of bear children

"I don't want to die, ah... Mom, Dad, and Grandpa save me!!"

Galbien, who was fished out of the sea by the fishing net, screamed like a little madman.

"Is this kid the cub of a humanoid siren?"

A black sailor wearing a tattered sailor suit and an eyepatch muttered suspiciously: "This is the sea, and there is no land around for landing. If it is a human being, how could it appear in the sea?"

"I suggest throwing it back."

A fat sailor with disheveled hair and a rosaceous nose said: "There are so many strange things on the sea. If we don't want to be unlucky, we have to put away our excess curiosity! This kind of weird stuff that appears suddenly, there are ten chances. Bajiu belongs to some unknown monster, keeping it will bring disaster to us."

"But he's calling Dad? He looks like a human child."

The black sailor said with some hesitation: "If he is really human, it would be cruel if we threw him into the sea...Ah!! God!"

As a born Transfiguration Magus, Galbion, who was not yet good at self-control, changed his hair color uncontrollably after hearing what these people said about throwing himself into the sea again.

His hair, which had turned green because of a broken relationship, suddenly turned black because of fear, and even his eyes turned black.

"Omg it changes color!";

"Double black, devil!";

"It's terrible, throw it into the sea, it's definitely not human."

The sailors, who had never seen the world, were suddenly startled by this scene and shouted wildly.

However, Galbien had a dazed expression, and was still sitting weak, pitiful and helpless on the deck.

With tears in his eyes, he looked even more bewildered and frightened than the group of sailors.

"It looks like a rare species. If you sell it to those noble gentlemen, how many bottles of rum can you exchange?"

Amidst the commotion, a voice suddenly sounded.

The sailors subconsciously turned their heads, retreated, and made way.

On the other side of the road was a young man wearing a captain's cap. His eyes were lively and bright, and his messy black hair was wrapped around his forehead by a red cloth scarf.

At this time, a wave beat over, the ship shook violently for a while, and the sailors couldn't help but staggered.

But the young man wearing the captain's cap swayed from side to side along the waves. He looked wobbly at first and was about to fall at any time, but in fact he walked very smoothly with every step.

As he approached, he whistled at Galbien, and jokingly asked, "Hey, do you have a name, little siren?"

"I'm not a siren, I'm a wizard."

Galbien couldn't help but choked up, and shouted aggrievedly.

"What, wizard!?" The young captain's expression changed suddenly.

He screamed like a little girl seeing a bug, and jumped a full two meters away with his little finger up.

The group of sailors around him also stepped back a few steps in unison.

Such a violent reaction made Galbien so dazed that he even forgot to cry.

He looked at the group of people stupidly, not quite understanding what was going on.

Obviously, in the hearts of these sailors living on the ocean, wizards have never had a good reputation.

They are all insane, withdrawn and self-willed, feeding poisonous substances, moody, although they are not invincible, but still no one wants to mess with them, because once they are offended, those weird curses and witchcraft often make people laugh. People are hard to defend against.

"Uh... can you do magic?"

The young captain hid behind his first mate's shoulder, poked his head out cautiously, his eyes were still moving flexibly, but he asked in a more cautious tone.

The first mate who was caught by him as a shield was wearing a particularly gorgeous feather hat, which was the most gorgeous in the whole ship. Very aristocratic elegance.

He glanced at his embarrassing captain speechlessly, let him hide behind him, said nothing, and turned his eyes to the little wizard on the deck with interest.

"Of course." Galbien subconsciously puffed out his small chest, with a slightly proud tone.

Compared with the young wizards of the same age, although he has not yet reached the school age, he has been living in a wizard family. He thinks he is good enough, and he has indeed learned some spells. Grandpa Ron, who can yell about 'daisies, sweet cream and sunshine, turn this stupid fat mouse yellow', is several times stronger.

"Then do you know... the pathfinding spell that can find the direction of the sea treasure?"

The young captain continued to hide behind his first mate, poked his head out, gestured with his hands brightly and asked.

"...Looking for treasure?"

Galbien's expression was blank again.

The smart captain suddenly saw something from his expression, raised his eyebrows slightly, and added another question: "Then will you curse? For example, be a witch who can control people." A doll? Another example..."

He stretched out his hand, bent five fingers, imitated a cat's paw, scratched vigorously and asked: "When you are unhappy, turn people into cats~?"

Galbien: "...???"

"Okay, I understand!" The cunning captain, who immediately confirmed that the little wizard in front of him was obviously inexperienced and not too lethal, jumped out from behind his first mate.

He resumed the strange gait before, walked over generously and unsteadily, pinched the orchid finger, touched the shoulder of the little wizard with his fingertips, and continued the routine, pretending to be intimate: "Then what do you know? , my dear little wizard?"

"I can turn matches into needles!" Galbien replied proudly.

As a young wizard who has not yet entered school, he has always been praised by his elders for being able to do this.

"Haha, it's amazing, take the matches..." the captain subconsciously praised casually.

But halfway through the conversation, he raised his eyebrows, and quickly asked in a strange tone: "Turn into a needle~? Why do you want to turn a match into a needle? Can't you just let it be a match? It was born as a match, Maybe you don't want to be a needle at all."

Galbien looked extremely bewildered.

What do you mean let it be a good match?Merlin knew that in the first lesson of the little wizard's transformation spell, he always changed matches into needles!

"I understand." The expression of the young captain was completely relaxed.

He turned sharply and said to the sailors, "Guys, did you hear that? This is a magical little wizard who can turn matches into needles..."

The sailors who had been vigilant suddenly burst out laughing.

The little wizard who was born in a peaceful age and lived among a group of careless Gryffindors did lack some necessary precautions, but his IQ was obviously still online.

Facing this group of unscrupulous people who were obviously laughing at him, he finally realized that the wizard skill of "turning matches into needles" was completely intimidating to this group of people, and what was worse, This group of people is not the elders who will compromise when they cry and make trouble...

Galbien-The Ugly-Lupine finds out that he may be in big trouble.

"Where is this?"

He frantically tried to recall everything that happened when he ran away from home, trying to get things back on the right track.

Soon, he remembered something: "That piece of parchment! It must be that damned yellowed parchment, the parchment that Dad left on the table after getting angry!! My damned curiosity, Why touch it!"

"Tighten the rope! Loosen the sail!" The young captain seemed to have lost interest in the little wizard.

The young captain yelled loudly: "Slackers, don't take the opportunity to be lazy around here, cheer me up! Get the sails ready, let's move on! The speed of the boat is slow, and time is wasted."

"As you order, my captain." The first mate who was always standing not far behind him replied slowly.

He raised his head and repeated the captain's order loudly with a singing tone, dragging his voice, making sure that every crew member on the ship heard the order and acted quickly.

"Ah, I forgot to introduce myself!" The captain shook his body again and turned around abruptly.

He put his hands on his chest, saluted the young wizard, and said in an enthusiastic tone: "Good afternoon, Mr. Wizard, welcome to the Black Pearl. I'm Captain Jack Sparrow."

The first mate next to him took off that gorgeous big hat casually.

He put the hat on his chest, bowed slightly, and introduced himself calmly: "Hector Barbossa."

Galbien blinked subconsciously, a little confused.

But when he realized it, he naively wanted to introduce himself, saying that the savior of the magic world is my grandfather...

The next moment, neither the captain nor the first mate turned around and left without interest.

Galbien: ...Wait!

Several sailors came and stood in front of him.

"You now have two options."

The fat sailor in the lead raised two fingers expressionlessly: "The first choice is to go to work now, because there are no idlers on board, and after landing, the captain may sell it for rum."

Galbien opened his eyes wide in disbelief: "Wait, work, but still be sold?"

"Second option..."

The fat sailor ignored him, and continued, "You can turn around now. Jump into the sea, and then, be free."

Galbien looked at him in surprise, trying to make him realize how... weak, pitiful and helpless he was.

However, the fat sailor remained stony-hearted.

After about a few seconds, Galbien replied sincerely: "I like to work, really, work makes me happy!"

The author has something to say: I forgot to say, why is the protagonist called Galbien?

Because God... no, Merlin was in 2 when he molded him.