The merchant ship was shelled earlier, and the hull was damaged to a certain extent. Although the damage wasn't serious, they couldn't just ignore it. The two carpenters quickly got back to work.
After Owen left, Marvin finally breathed a sigh of relief. He wiped the sweat off his forehead and sighed. "That was close. It was so scary just now. I thought I would be squeezed in that small boat and die alone on the sea. But the good news is that we all stayed. Although we have joined the pirates, at least we can live on."
"You seemed really nervous when I spoke to you on the deck. Why? Are you afraid that I'll take your spot?"
"Huh?" Marvin forced a smile. "No, no, no. I'm afraid that they'll hurt you. These guys kill without batting an eye. Speaking of which, you're the bravest. I didn't even dare to look them in the eye when I was talking to them …"
"I'm curious, Marvin. If I really wanted to take your spot, what would you do? Would you spill the beans about what happened in the kitchen?"
Zhang Heng asked.
"How is that possible?" Marvin shook his head like a rattle, but his eyes kept avoiding Zhang Heng's gaze. "You saved my life. I will never betray you."
"That's for the best. I can assure you that if you spill the beans, you won't be able to get away with it."
Marvin laughed dryly. From his expression, it was obvious that he didn't believe Zhang Heng.
"Do you know why I stabbed him in the back three times with a potato knife when he was already dead?"
"You … you!" Marvin's expression finally changed. He didn't understand why Zhang Heng did that, thinking that it was just to vent his anger. Now, he finally realized what Zhang Heng's motive was.
"It's difficult for a person to leave wounds on another person's chest and back at the same time. But if there's a helper, it'll be easy to explain. You can tell your story, and I can tell mine. But in the end, the corpse will prove whose story is more believable."
While the two were talking, they heard someone shouting outside. "Vic, Vic, where the f * ck are you? If you don't come out, you won't get a share of the loot! "
A few pirates swore as they walked along the corridor.
"It's getting late. I'm going to collect my musket, and you should go cook. Tonight, when everyone is asleep, let's throw the thing buried under the smoked fish into the sea. That way, both of our worries will be gone."
After dealing with the farmer's son, Zhang Heng received a musket and a chipped dagger from Dufresne, who was in charge of the ship's ordnance. Before he could familiarize himself with the new weapons, however, Zhang Heng received his first mission as a pirate.
— Sweep the deck.
That's right, the lives of pirates weren't much different from ordinary sailors before they raised the black flag. In fact, many of them used to be sailors. Perhaps it was because they couldn't stand the oppression of their captain, or because they longed for adventure and freedom, becoming rich overnight … In short, various reasons led them to choose to become pirates.
However, no one liked to stay in a dirty and terrible environment, not even the sloppy pirates. This had nothing to do with cleanliness. It was because there were too many deadly things on the sea.
Maintaining a clean environment not only helped to stabilize the mood of the crew, but it also effectively reduced the risk of infection. That was why pirates would regularly clean the deck, especially after a big battle. Corpses and blood were everywhere. Zhang Heng and the other five men worked for two whole hours before the bloodstains faded a little.
Marvin cooked dinner before sunset. Zhang Heng didn't know how he did it, but it tasted surprisingly good. He knew that he had passed the most difficult hurdle and could now stay on the ship.
Never underestimate the value of a good cook.
Sometimes when pirates went out to rob, they might not necessarily rob money, but they might also rob people. Life on the sea was boring, especially when the ships were full of hot-blooded men. After a long time, it was easy to cause chaos. An excellent chef could relieve the mental pressure of the sailors to a certain extent through delicious food.
That was why there was a rule that the cook, who didn't participate in the battle most of the time, could receive the same share of the loot as the cannoneer, who was the most dangerous in the battle. No one had any objections to this rule.
Night came quickly. The captain and helmsman returned to the Sea Lion after the battle. They took about two-thirds of the pirates with them, and the remaining one-third were under the command of the boatswain, Owen, who also became the temporary captain of the ship.
The pirates were in a good mood tonight. They had just experienced a battle, and from beginning to end, they had suppressed their opponents and captured the ship without shedding a single drop of blood. The price they paid was only three deaths and five minor injuries. This result was enough for them to drink a glass of wine.
Someone played an Irish organ. During this time, some pirates mentioned Vic's name. Most of them thought that he had snuck back to the Walrus.
Some people even talked about the money that Vic owed them, suspecting that the guy had sneaked away. Everyone burst into laughter again.
Owen's figure appeared in the canteen. He glanced at the pirates and said, "The Sea Lion just sent a message. They are very sure that Vic is not on board. Who was the last person to see him today?"
The pirates looked at each other when they heard that. Generally, there were only two outcomes in a battle. Either one was dead, or the other was alive. There had never been a case of a living person disappearing.
"Is it possible that he fell into the water?" someone guessed.
"Impossible. I checked before we set sail. There was no one who fell into the water nearby." Another pirate shook his head.
"Yeah, I saw him rush into the cabin below the deck with my own eyes. He was one of the first to go in. Speaking of which, I haven't seen him since then."
The pirates discussed among themselves, but no one could come up with a reason for Vic's disappearance.
Owen's eyes moved to the new recruits. However, Marvin was still in the kitchen. He did not see anything unusual on the faces of the other three. They behaved differently from the pirates. Basically, they sat in a corner and ate their dinner quietly. But considering that they were the ones who were robbed, it was normal for them to behave this way.
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