Two pirates came forward and searched Zhang Heng and Marvin. They rummaged through every pocket, even the boots on their feet, to ensure that nothing valuable was missed.
Afterwards, Zhang Heng and Marvin were also pushed into the crowd. The latter looked horrified, especially when he saw the bodies of the captain and the dead sailors on the other side. His whole body began to tremble uncontrollably. This also attracted the attention of those around him. The pirates who were watching burst into laughter.
Zhang Heng's wallet and a snuff bottle were both confiscated, but he still had the [Shadow Key] and [Shadow Moment] on him. The latter was his trump card to save his life. In order not to be taken away by the pirates, he I had to use the [Shadow Key] twice to transform both of these things into shadow forms.
However, unlike the previous situations, he is now on the vast ocean. Even with [Moment of Shadow] in hand, he doesn't know where he can escape. In the shadow state, he can certainly imprint himself on the sea. , but once the three minutes are up, he will become a drowning person.
If he was lucky, he might be found and rescued by a passing ship, but it was more likely that he would be buried in the belly of a fish, or that he would be dehydrated by the harsh sun above his head and then be buried in the belly of a fish.
A moment ago, everyone was still a passenger on the ship, yearning for a new life in the colony, but now they have become prisoners of the pirates, and their life or death is uncertain. Although most people are not as miserable as Malvern appears, the pessimism has begun. spread.
About a quarter of an hour later, there was a sudden sound of banging in the cabin below the deck, mixed with several gunshots. When everything returned to calm, a figure appeared in front of everyone.
"Sorry, there are some idiots on every ship who are ignorant of current affairs. I had to spend some time convincing them. Fortunately, the problem has been solved now. Please allow me to introduce myself first. I am the helmsman of the Sea Lion. You guys You can call me Mr. Orff." The man looked about forty or fifty years old, a little bald, but he seemed to be in good spirits. Compared with the ferocious pirates around him, he looked more like a person who was willing to reason.
In fact, the position of helmsman does require extraordinary communication skills. This is the second most important position on a pirate ship. The helmsman and sailors have a close relationship, representing the interests of the sailors. It is also a bridge of communication between the sailors and the captain, and has The right to challenge the captain's orders when a sailor's interests are violated.
His appearance gave many people hope. Some passengers begged, "Please, sir, let us go. We are just ordinary people. I still have a wife and children waiting for me at home."
Orff nodded, but then he pulled out the short musket from his waist and pulled the trigger on a sailor on the ground who had handed over his weapon. The latter was hit in the head by a flying lead bullet, and his head was broken. He fell to the ground, splattering blood on the helmsman's linen shirt.
Witnessing this cruel and bloody scene, the prisoners suddenly panicked. They remembered the stories they had heard about pirates before. They were a group of lawless, cruel and murderous people. No one knew whether they would kill them on a whim. Everyone on the ship was killed. This shot was undoubtedly a bad omen, and Marvin was so frightened that he peed his pants.
But then Orff put the short musket back, "I'm sorry, but this is what I have to do. This guy killed two of my brothers when he boarded the ship. Don't think it's low-key." I will ignore what happened before. I may be old, but I am not that forgetful. Blood debts must be paid with blood. This is our consistent style of doing things."
His words drew cheers from the surrounding pirates, who clapped on the railings in agreement. At the same time, they also gave the captive passengers a little peace of mind. Although what just happened seemed cruel, from the perspective of revenge, it seemed to be okay. It's not too much. These passengers have long forgotten who was protecting them not long ago. In order to survive, everyone chose to remain silent at this time.
The remaining six sailors all surrendered relatively early, and their expressions were somewhat complicated.
On the one hand, he was ashamed of the appearance of his pustules, but on the other hand, he was also secretly glad that he had not participated in the battle much.
"Now that the old accounts have been settled, we can now talk about the issues you are most concerned about." Orff continued, "As you can see, the ship you are on is now owned by us, not only The cargo on the ship, your wallets, everything valuable or not, including of course the ship itself, but we are not unreasonable people..."
Orff changed the topic, "For humanitarian reasons, we will prepare a small boat for you, two barrels of fresh water, and maybe some biscuits and bacon. Although it is not enough for you to row from here to Boston, luckily for you We are on the trade route now, and the weather seems to be good these two days. With luck, a passing ship will spot you, and you will be saved."
His words did not make everyone feel at ease, but instead triggered a new round of riots.
A small boat, two barrels of fresh water, and thirty passengers. This combination is unreliable no matter how you look at it. Any wind and waves may destroy the people on it, not to mention the passing ships that will appear at some point. The hope of being rescued is far less than the risk of death.
Someone begged again, hoping to win the sympathy of the pirates. However, this time Orff seemed determined and insisted that this condition would not be changed.
"I know the risks of this matter, but we are pirates, not philanthropists. I'm afraid you will have to find a way to solve the subsequent problems yourself."
After Orff finished speaking, he turned around and left. The pirates on the side were preparing to put the boat into the water. However, the boat was too small. Even if it was full, it could only seat twenty people, let alone fresh water and food.
Just then a burly pirate came over and said, "Do you have any cooks or carpenters here? We are still short of two carpenters and a cook on the ship. If you want to join, you can come with me."
Compared to waiting for death in a small boat at sea, this route undoubtedly has a greater hope of survival. As soon as he finished speaking, a captured sailor raised his hand and said, "I, I am the carpenter on this ship. I Would love to join you."
As soon as he finished speaking, someone from the passengers on the other side said, "Although I haven't been to the sea much, I have made some furniture in the town before and built shelves for others. Do you think I can do it?"
The burly pirate thought for a while, nodded and said, "Okay, you can be his assistant first."
The passengers looked at the two men with envy. Professionals would be welcomed wherever they were, and even ruthless pirates would treat them with courtesy.
"Now I only have one vacancy left here," said the burly pirate. "This opportunity has expired. Is there anyone else willing to come with me?"
"I, I do." A voice said.
No one expected that the person speaking was Marvin.
