"Oh?" The relaxed Sheyan suddenly raised his head to gaze at the pitch black sky, a gentle breeze brushed past his cheeks. Sheyan couldn't help but take a deep breath, he could feel a moist and warm breath from the sea breeze. To Sheyan who had stayed on the ship for over 7-8 years, this feeling was very familiar, it was the omen of an impending hurricane. Yet in the surroundings of Lotus Island, there wasn't a single safe haven!
Obviously, Sheyan wasn't the only one who felt the impending hurricane. In a blink of an eye, the pirate ships anchored around Lotus Island started to sound out all sorts of unique bugle calls, resounding or mournful, short or long, calling for the pirates to return. According to Sheyan's experience, the hurricane was at least half an hour away from here, if they borrowed the wind to raise their sails, returning to Tortuga port would not be a problem at all. But the prerequisite was that they couldn't delay for more than 10 minutes, if not, the hurricane would easily catch up and cause the ship to be destroyed.
Sheyan heaved a long sigh of relief. Those people who came to Tortuga port to collect the goods should have already discovered that Lord Fokke's wife had gone missing, but they obviously hadn't found her corpse yet, if not they wouldn't be so quiet, they would definitely have hung up their blood red flag and fired their cannons to search for the murderer with great fanfare. But this hurricane that came at the right time would undoubtedly force them to stop their search and return to Tortuga port! If not, the ship that was loaded with stolen goods would very likely capsize in the sea. To the Fokke family that was currently in a precarious situation, this was a huge matter that could shake the family's foundation, hence no one could bear this responsibility.
Therefore, the search for Lord Fokke's wife would be forced to stop, they would have to wait until the hurricane calmed down before they could resume. This would at least be a matter of 2-3 days later. To Sheyan, this was an exceedingly good news. He believed that even if he had left behind any traces, it would be washed away by the violent tropical storm of the caribbean sea. Furthermore, Jack Sparrow's gift of his grandmother's necklace would not disappear in a short period of time. This, was already sufficient.
As the saying goes, people are in high spirits when encountering happy events. When Sheyan hurriedly returned to the Bell and Mug, the drunken pirates were running around like headless flies. Because the upper echelons of the ship like Scarface Harry, Xiaer and even Ammand, probably because of their outstanding performance in the pirate's meeting, they were all dead drunk. They shut themselves in their cabins and snored loudly, even knocking on the door could not be heard. As for the newly appointed second officer long legs Robben, he was sober, but his talent was mediocre and he did not have much prestige. His voice was hoarse from shouting, but the more he tried to help, the worse it got. A few drunken pirates even started to dance beside him.
After witnessing this scene, Sheyan's face darkened as he strode up the steps. Those who dared to block his path, those who were still drunk, were all lifted or kicked by him. Each and every one of them screamed as they were thrown into the sea. This scene was very similar to throwing dumplings into a pot. Of course, these pirates were proficient in the water and wouldn't drown to death. However, after drinking a few mouthfuls of seawater, it was unavoidable for them to suffer. Some of the ill-tempered pirates naturally flailed around in the water and cursed loudly. Obviously, they were trying to find a common connection between the family of the culprit and their private part. But once they realized the culprit was Sheyan, they obediently shut their mouths with an awkward expression. Even those pirates who didn't get along with Sheyan, only dared to grumble while doing their job.
Very quickly, the ship's order was restored. Sheyan strolled around the ship, loudly cursing at these murderous bastards while assigning tasks. Occasionally, he would wander to places that required manpower to lend a helping hand. Occasionally, he would crawl to the sailor's side and pat him on the shoulder with words of encouragement. Occasionally, he would kick and curse at a pirate who was hurriedly passing by. Speaking of which it was strange, although the pirates who were kicked into the water had stomachs full of anger, they still accepted Sheyan's actions. Their work efficiency was unprecedentedly fast, in less than 10 minutes, the Bell and Mug was the first to set sail.
At this moment, the signs of a hurricane were very obvious, the rumbling of thunder could be heard from afar. If it was daytime, one would definitely be able to see the oppressive scene of 'black clouds crushing down on the city'. The four pointed sails of the Bell and Mug's main mast absorbed the wind, looking incomparably swollen, providing sufficient impetus. This sharp pointed sailboat broke through the waves with astonishing speed, like a graceful flying fish as it sailed back to Tortuga port. Such swift speed, compared to the Caribbean Sea's king of speed, the Black Pearl, it was not inferior.
"Ammand seems to have found a good navigator?" Several pirate captains gazed at the Bell and Mug's sails and muttered.
In less than half an hour, the outline of the towering cliff outside Tortuga port that looked like a giant's arm appeared in front of everyone. The guiding light of the lighthouse was faintly discernible, like a candle flame that could be extinguished at any moment in the wind. The turbulence of the sea could be clearly felt, as though the entire Caribbean Sea had formed into a single entity that was rippling, brimming with an irresistible majesty. Even without the guidance of a navigator, Sheyan still adeptly scolded the sailor steering the ship, smoothly nearing the safety of the harbor. This undoubtedly added to Sheyan's mystique amongst these pirates.
To these pirates who killed without blinking, guiding the ship to a smooth dock in the dark was a secret exclusive to the navigator. What they didn't know was that in the world Sheyan came from, as long as one wanted to learn this basic knowledge of a navigator, it could be easily grasped. To Sheyan who had the ambition to become a ten thousand ton ship's first mate or even a captain, this was a compulsory course.
Following the return of the pirate ship into the harbor, the hurricane followed closely behind. On the surface of the sea, huge waves of 7-8 metres were raised, just looking at it was enough to cause one's heart to palpitate. Even though the ship was anchored in an excellent safe harbor, even with heavy anchors at the bow and stern, one could still feel the raging roar of the sea, as though the entire Tortuga port was about to be overturned. At this moment, the North Sea 3 masted ship that Tortuga had sent to purchase the stolen goods had also shakily returned, but its condition was obviously not good. The main mast had already been chopped off due to the strong winds, the two sails by the side were also torn apart by the raging winds, frantically whirling in the air. Looking at its miserable state, it seemed like it would sink in the next second.
Sheyan stood at the bow of the ship, beckoning to Robben.
"Prepare a sampan for me, I want to go ashore."
Robben was stunned.
"Crew head, the bar seems to be closed."
Sheyan calmly replied.
"Can't you just knock on the door? Besides, I don't like sleeping on the ship in such a huge storm. "
Robben shrugged his shoulders and replied.
"Your will will be implemented immediately."
Sheyan nodded, returning to his cabin to retrieve some items. After a quarter of an hour, he stood at the pier of Tortuga port. Even though the hurricane was rolling, as though it was going to flip the world upside down, following the return of the pirates, there were still a few bars in the port that opened their doors to do business. A dim yellow light struggled to seep out from the cracks of the doors. Sheyan wasn't in a rush to enter the bar, instead after checking the time, he arrived at the seaside.
The sea was surging violently, the deep black gigantic waves heavily slammed against the thick breakwater, before exploding into millions of splashes. One could even distinctly feel the slight vibrations of the ash-green reefs beneath his feet. Such a scene was naturally incomparably shocking to those who grew up inland, but to Sheyan, it was a common sight. He folded his arms across his chest and quietly waited on the breakwater.
Before leaving the port, Sheyan had already received a hidden mission from Chris. This mission's follow-up was obtained from the stingy general store manager Mole Waller. Although Sheyan was ruthlessly ripped off by that old man, he still managed to obtain a few cups of golden rum. Finally, that old man even gave him a crystal ball fragment. After placing it in the water, he received the following notification:
When the midnight bell rings, the wailing of the undead will be restored to reality, the dust of history will be erased, the truth will be revealed.
Sheyan was currently at the seaside, coincidentally it was the place where he placed the crystal ball fragment in the water during the day. Following the arrival of midnight, the surface of the sea started to sparkle with specks of silver light, like the bright moonlight shining down. However, the light gave off a serene and cold feeling, as though it was sucking away the life force of a living person. At the place where the silver light shone, the sea surface strangely calmed down, only slightly rippling. The raging winds and gigantic waves seemed to be blocked by a layer of invisible barrier, unable to stir up any waves.
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