"Captain, the Red Skull has escaped!"
A sailor rushed into the captain's cabin.
"Escaped?" Erland raised his monocular and looked at the calm sea in puzzlement, just in time to see the Red Skull disappear into the horizon.
He frowned, completely at a loss as to why such a development had occurred.
From his point of view, the armed forces of the White Agate definitely wouldn't be able to directly scare off the Red Skull pirates. Both sides would definitely circle around dozens of times and fire multiple volleys. Only then would the other party feel that they couldn't take down this tough nut and not dare to engage in a prolonged battle. Thus, they would rationally retreat.
Could it be that the Red Skull was just passing by and had no intention of plundering? However, if they weren't plundering, why would they enter this sea route? This is the place where naval fleets and the Church's ships are most likely to block. Even the Four Kings and Seven Admirals will try to keep a low profile when passing through the nearby waters … Erland was filled with doubts and felt that things weren't that simple.
Caution prevents disaster. I can't be careless … Erland put away his yellowish-brown monocular and paced back and forth.
He half-raised his hand and said to the navigator,
"Stop at Bansy Harbor tonight.
"Report the encounter with the pirates to the navy and the Church."
According to the normal plan, the White Agate's next stop would be Tiana Harbor. It would take about three more days to reach it at a speed of 13 knots. After leaving Tiana Harbor, it would reach its final destination, the capital of the Rorsted Archipelago, the City of Generosity, Bayam.
There was an even faster way to sail from Pritz Harbor to Bayam, and that was to make only one stop — at Bansy Harbor, which was 120 nautical miles from Damir Harbor.
...
"Has the Red Skull really left?" Donna's father, Urdi Branch, walked to the window and looked into the distance.
Cleves nodded calmly.
"Yes."
Just as he said that, a sailor's shout came from outside.
"Danger averted! Danger averted! "
Upon hearing the official confirmation, Donna and Denton finally relaxed. They had the courage to approach the window and observe the situation outside.
"Are the Red Skull pirates very powerful?" Donna widened her eyes as she searched for a ship that had already left.
"Very powerful." Cleves gave his answer.
"How powerful?" Denton immediately asked.
On the other side, the bodyguard, Digger, tidied his hair and chuckled.
"Even if we don't count the ship's cannons and several hundred pirates, just Captain Johansson and First Mate Andersson are extremely powerful.
"Anderson's nickname is' Cyclops', and his bounty in the kingdom is 500 pounds. With everyone in this room together and the help of a few sailors, we might be able to defeat him in battle. As for Johansson, his nickname is' Seawolf ', he can easily take care of such an opponent. If they board the ship,' Seawolf 'will be unstoppable. His bounty is 900 pounds, close to 1000 pounds!"
"Is that a lot?" Donna was shocked by how powerful Sea Wolf and Cyclops were, but she was also surprised by their bounty.
As far as she could remember, her father's annual income was 1500 pounds!
"It's a lot. This is the bounty that can be directly exchanged for them or their heads. The items on their bodies and the things they plunder will also belong to you. The kingdom will buy them at market price, and you will also have the chance to obtain bounties from other countries," Cecil explained from the side. Cecil explained from the side, "At sea, pirates with a bounty of more than 300 pounds are quite powerful, and those with bounties close to or above 1,000 pounds are at least very famous in their own seas. I'm talking about big seas like the Sonia Sea and the Fog Sea."
"So, the Four Kings and Seven Generals are famous in the Five Seas?" Donna asked innocently.
Cleves replied seriously.
"Yes."
"Then, the Red Skull pirates are very famous in the entire Sonia Sea?" Donna asked logically.
"Yes." Digger nodded.
"But why are they running?" Donna blinked.
"It might not necessarily be because they're running …" Cecil himself didn't quite understand the reason.
Cleves looked out the window again, his forehead slightly creased.
"Maybe there's another reason. Maybe they didn't want to plunder at all this time, and it was just a simple encounter."
Another reason? As Donna's thoughts ran wild, she suddenly had a guess.
Had Uncle Sparrow's gentle messenger, as tall as a house, scared them off? Mmm! It was really scary! Donna's mind was like boiling water, bubbling and bubbling.
She turned her head excitedly and looked down. She found that her brother Denton's eyes were also shining.
Both of them pursed their lips at the same time and immediately understood that the other party was thinking about the same thing as them.
"Let's go out for some fresh air. It's on this floor." Donna found an excuse and pulled her brother out of Room 305.
Outside, Denton suppressed his voice and said,
"Are we going to find Uncle Sparrow?"
"Correct!" Donna smiled energetically. "I saw him enter 312 earlier."
…
In Room 312.
Without mentioning Vice Admiral Iceberg, Blazing Dhaniz looked back at the Red Skull, which had turned its bow around.
"They must have been frightened by the declaration of the navy's cannons and the news of the destruction of the pirate groups. They actually took the risk to enter this channel to plunder, hoping to earn enough money to leave the sea.
"Heh, so what if they have cannons? The navy and the Church have many powerful things, and they've always existed. They haven't caused a situation where they can't continue being pirates. If we can't beat them head-on, we can always escape, right? They can't possibly be escorting those merchant ships all the time, right?
"I know that ironclad warships are getting bigger and bigger, and the steam turbines installed will also get more and more powerful. Their speed will one day exceed 18 knots or 20 knots. Once we're chased by them, we can only wait to be caught up. But the sea is so vast, and even if thousands of ships are thrown into it, they won't be able to fill a corner. There are still many, many unexplored seas by humans. Although it's dangerous to hide in those places after doing something, there are also opportunities."
This fellow is indeed the talkative type … Don't you think a crazy adventurer wouldn't care about such things? Klein retracted his gaze and scanned the room.
His gaze finally fell on his leather suitcase, and then he raised his chin at it.
"Wash the dirty clothes inside."
Dhaniz, who was about to give a long speech, froze. He wished he could set the entire ship on fire.
He felt that his anger was like a gush of steam, pushing against the floodgates of reason.
Dhaniz opened his mouth, took a breath, opened his mouth again, and took another breath.
His flushed face eased, and he asked without a smile, "Is it everything?"
"Just the dirty ones. Just brush the coat."
"Just the dirty ones. Just brush the coat." Klein was almost amused by the other party's act of suppressing his anger. He thought that this was the treatment Dhaniz deserved after robbing an innocent person.
Inside the suitcase were the clothes he had washed last night. Because he was a little lazy, he had only scrubbed his underwear for the time being.
Calm down, don't lose control. Calm down, don't lose control … Dhaniz repeatedly admonished himself, walked to the German Sparrow's suitcase, opened it, and took out the clothes that needed to be cleaned.
He had just started busying himself in the bathroom when he heard the doorbell jingle.
Klein opened the door and found Donna and Denton.
"Uncle Sparrow, I'm not disturbing you, am I?" Donna's eyes darted left and right.
"Nope." Klein made way for them.
The two little fellows entered the room and were surprised to see Dhaniz washing clothes.
"Where's the servant?" Denton asked subconsciously.
"He didn't bring one," Klein answered for Dhaniz.
Donna said in confusion, "But there's an exclusive laundry maid in the first-class cabin.
"But the first-class cabin has its own laundry maid, and the fee is calculated by the bucket."
Before she could finish her sentence, Dhaniz froze.
He had been so angry that he had forgotten about this matter.
Dhaniz shook off the water droplets on his hands, turned around, squeezed out a smile, and said to the German Sparrow,
"Can I ask the laundry maid to help?"
Klein didn't have the malicious intent to see the other party embarrass himself.
He smiled and said, "I only care about the results."
Phew. Dhaniz heaved a sigh of relief.
The question and answer between the two made Donna sense that something was amiss. The little girl asked suspiciously,
The little girl asked suspiciously, "Uncle Sparrow, aren't you two friends? He, why does he look different from before! "
Klein found a chair and sat down without hiding anything.
"To be precise, he is my prisoner of war."
"Prisoners of war?" Dan Dun looked left and right in a daze. He did not remember any conflict between his two uncles.
Donna was puzzled at first, but then her heart skipped a beat.
"Is he, is he a pirate?"
"Mm." Klein nodded lightly.
"The Red Skull pirates were also scared off by you, Uncle Sparrow?" Donna asked excitedly.
Klein glanced at Danitz and replied without any expression, "That's right.
"Sort of."
Having all her doubts answered, Donna was abnormally satisfied. She glanced at Dhaniz and unconsciously lowered her voice.
"Uncle Sparrow, does he have a name? No, does he have a bounty? "
No! I can't let anyone know what happened to me! Dhaniz opened his mouth and answered first.
"My name is Sieg!"
At this moment, Klein said lightly, "That's right.
"Dhaniz."
"Dhaniz …" Donna and Dan Dun looked at each other and didn't ask any further.
The siblings didn't stay long before they bade farewell and left. They had a nagging feeling that the pirate's eyes were very fierce.
When they returned to Room 305 and saw that her father and Uncle Cleves were still discussing, Donna pretended to interrupt innocently.
"Many people were talking about pirates just now. Did they mention Dhaniz? Is he very powerful?"
"Dhaniz … Blazing Dhaniz. He's Vice Admiral Iceberg's subordinate, the fourth boatswain of the Golden Dream …" Cleves replied simply.
At this point, he suddenly fell silent and retracted his eyes, as though he was recalling something.
A pirate admiral's subordinate … Donna asked curiously,
"How much is his bounty?"
Cleves returned to normal and said in a deep voice,
"3,000 pounds."
Th-three thousand pounds? Donna and Dan Dun's mouths gaped open bit by bit, almost forgetting to close them.
The captain of the Red Skull only had a bounty of 900 pounds, but that fellow who looked like a servant was worth 3,000 pounds? The siblings looked at each other, speechless.
...
At six in the evening, the White Agate entered the harbor again.
"Bansy Harbor? Erland is very cautious … "Dhaniz stood by the window and looked at the dark harbor and the tall lighthouse.
Without waiting for Klein's response, he laughed to himself.
"There seems to be some bad rumors here."
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