Seven days had passed since Malcolm's warning. Although Carina appeared relaxed in front of the others, she was actually feeling uneasy. However, nothing happened in the next few days.
There was still a long queue in front of the secondhand goods exchange. The captains who worked with Carina didn't receive the warning from the black-market alliance. After a while, when the news died down, they started to believe what Carina said. Malcolm didn't want to deal with this matter and push them to the opposite side of the black-market alliance.
So, people started to visit Carina secretly.
Just when things were about to get better, bad news came.
Carina woke up from her dream. She didn't even have time to put on her clothes. She just put on her pajamas and ran barefoot to the port. It was already late at night, but there were many people around the beach.
Honegg, who was in charge of the island's defense, had also arrived with his men. They were confronting a group of pirates.
However, most of the people's attention was focused on the two sailboats at the port. These two three-masted sailboats had never been seen on the island before. Just like the group of pirates that disembarked from the ship, they were all new faces. However, the sturdy hull, the black barrels, and the black flags flying on the mast proved that they were indeed pirates.
They were a new group of pirates, and they were very powerful.
It wasn't that no new pirates had stopped at Nassau before. Ever since Nassau became famous, more and more pirates would choose to come here to replenish their supplies. Logically speaking, the residents of Nassau were no longer surprised by this.
But this time, the situation was a little different. These pirates were particularly arrogant. Before they even entered the port, they had already fired two cannons. Fortunately, the two cannons were only aimed at the uninhabited beach. Even so, many people broke out in a cold sweat.
"Which one of you is the captain?" asked Honegg with a frown.
A man with a mermaid tattoo on his arm walked out from the crowd. He was instructing two of his men to plant wooden planks on the beach.
"How should I address you?"
"Captain Wilton. Just call me Wilton. I heard that the merchants I robbed prefer to call me Wilton the Executioner." The man drew a knife from his waist. Seeing this, the pirates behind Honegg immediately raised their guns.
Wilton smiled, took out an apple from his pocket, and started peeling it with a knife.
Honegg's expression didn't change. "Executioner? Never heard of it. "
Wildon bit the apple. "I don't blame you, because I never leave anyone alive when I rob. Anyone who knows this name is basically dead."
He used an indifferent tone to talk about this extremely cruel matter, and his eyes revealed a trace of enjoyment. Even the pirates on the beach who had experienced battles all year round couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts.
Honegg was a veteran of Nassau. He was once the captain of the ship, just like Blackbeard and the Black Prince. Hence, he wasn't intimidated by Honegg's words. "I don't care who you are or where you came from. If you dare to fire another cannonball at me, I can guarantee that your story will end here."
To everyone's surprise, Wilton behaved very politely this time. He put down the knife in his hand and said, "We've just arrived here, so we don't know the rules here. I'm willing to apologize if I've offended you in any way. I've always heard people talk about legends about this place when we were sailing. We just wanted to visit this place that's known as the hometown of pirates."
Seeing that Wilton had admitted defeat, Honegg's expression became a lot better. He waved his hand and signaled the people behind him to put away their muskets. "Nassau is a free and open place. As long as you don't cause any trouble, you're welcome here."
After saying that, he was about to leave. Suddenly, a voice came from behind him. "Captain Honegg, I remember that there's a rule on this island. The pirates here are not allowed to attack the transport ships of black market merchants."
It was Carina who spoke. She looked anxious because the Gentle Breeze, which was supposed to be in North Carolina, was now parked in the port of Nassau. It was right between the two pirate ships that had just arrived. The person who went to inform her earlier told her that the Gentle Breeze had returned with the two pirate ships.
There was only one possibility for this to happen. The Gentle Breeze had been hijacked. This was also the reason why Carina was so anxious. The cargo on the ship was secondary. What she was most worried about was the safety of Malone and the other crew members.
Honegg stopped walking when he heard that. He noticed the Gentle Breeze and asked Wilton, "Did you guys rob her ship?"
"We are pirates. Isn't it natural for us to rob merchant ships?" said Wilton with a shrug.
"You guys better return the ship to her." said Honegg as he looked at Carina.
"Or else?"
"Or else, I'm afraid you guys won't be able to sell your loot to her anymore."
"Thank you for reminding me. I think we have a way to solve this problem."
Honegg did not say anything else. Carina's eyes widened as she once again stopped Honegg from leaving. "That's all?" she asked in disbelief.
The latter raised his eyebrows. "Haven't you black market merchants formed a black-market alliance? Now, you have to solve this kind of thing yourselves. Strictly speaking, they didn't violate the island's rules because they weren't pirates on the island when they robbed you."
After that, he pulled his sleeve out of Carina's grasp. "I'm sorry. I'm only responsible for the island's safety. This matter is not under my jurisdiction."
Looking at Honegg's back, a trace of helplessness emerged on Karina's face. She looked at the crowd around her. Many of them had sold their items to her in the secondhand goods market, but now, when they saw her looking at them, they silently turned their heads away.
Wilton and his gang were not to be trifled with. Although the second-hand goods exchange meant that they would lose a channel to earn money in the future, it was still better than standing out and getting themselves killed.
Carina looked around and was surprised that Wilton was the one who spoke first. He pointed at the Gentle Breeze not far away and asked, "Is that ship yours?"
I'm warning you. If anything happens to the people on that ship, I swear I will kill every single one of you … "Carina turned around and said angrily," I don't know anything about the black-market alliance, and I don't care about the grudges between you and the Gentle Breeze.
"I don't know anything about the black-market alliance, and I don't care about the grudges between you and the Gentle Breeze. But it seems that you are indeed the owner of that ship. That's great. I was just about to talk to you about a deal."
Karina was so angry that she laughed. "You stole my transport ship and you still want to do business with me?"
"Why not?" Wilton scratched his neck. "You guys need to sell your loot. Besides, I have a special batch of goods here. I think you're the only one who will pay for them."
He clapped his hands, and the pirates behind him rowed their boats back to the ship. After a while, they brought four more people over. Carina recognized them as the Gentle Breeze's crew members. Their hands and feet were tied up, but when she saw that they were safe, she heaved a sigh of relief. However, what Wilton said next made her tremble with anger.
"Ah, the goods are here. Name your price."
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