Flanders, Calais Port
After finalizing their new plan, Eric and Robert set out the next day.
They were leading cavalry, and not a large number at that, so their pace was quite fast. It took them just over two days to reach Calais Port.
They would soon set sail from here, heading to Kattevad Port with the Flanders fleet.
Eric was standing by the harbor. The sea wind was fierce, making his ears ring, and carried an especially heavy, fishy smell.
"The gods have blessed us. Our timing is perfect. The wind is about to shift to the southeast."
Leif walked toward Eric from the shore, wiping his wet hands on his chest before pulling a nautical chart from his pocket.
It was the one Eric had given him.
Leif had a keen sense for the sea winds; he had successfully sailed from Greenland to Norway with just a single longship.
Hessin was now learning from him. After all, the young man had only sailed twice, but he was indeed an excellent Shipwright.
