This time their voyage took them to unfamiliar waters, but the famed British Knights of the Round Table were not afraid.
Even if their destination was the endless open sea, it was fine as long as there were friends that understood, appreciated, and competed with each other.
"By the way, Sir Lancelot, do you know how to swim?"
"But of course. If I take off my armor, I could swim across the Strait of Dover. What about you, Sir Gawain?"
"I do not have any experience in swimming against the ocean current, but I have crossed a river in the middle of a storm before."
"I can see both of you are skilled. But I do not like getting wet, so I would avoid the water unless a woman was drowning. Yet, the master at swimming within the Round Table would be..."
"Sir Kay, without question! He's just insane!"
And the laughter from the knights echoed through the blue sky.
But...
"I am sorry to bother you all amidst your fun, but do you understand what it means to be a sailor? Sir Lancelot, adjust the sail. Sir Gawain, prepare lunch. Sir Tristan, I need to have a word with you about the things you brought onboard. Please come to the Captain's room. (smile)"
"Oh, I'm sad. How does Lord Bedivere always see through me when I'm trying to hide something?"
Fan Translation:
Prydwen has set sail.
Though this expedition was to unfamiliar, foreign waters, the Knights of the Round so acclaimed in Britain have no fear.
Even if the boundless oceans lay ahead of them, they had friends whom to recognize as worthy, praise, and compete with.
"Incidentally, Sir Lancelot, are you able to swim?"
"Of course. If I'm allowed to take off my armor, then I'll show you how I could swim across the Dover Strait. What about you, Sir Gawain?"
"I have not swam in the ocean before, but I am able to swim across a river in a storm."
".......Both of you appear to be quite skilled. Well, I however do not want to be wet, so I will only jump in when there is a lady drowning. On the other hand, the number one of the Round Table at swimming would be..."
"""Without a doubt, it's Sir Kay. That man has reached freakish levels!"""
The knights' laughter ring clear beneath the blue sky.
However.
"Everyone. I apologize for interrupting your lively conversation, but do you understand your jobs as sailors?
Sir Lancelot, please fix the sails.
Sir Gawain, please prepare lunch.
As for Tristan, I have something to say to you regards to that thing you had smuggled in, so please report to the captain's room. (smile)"
"Oh, how sad......why does Sir Bedivere always see through that which I seek to hide?"