He Comes From the Void

The two shrews looked angry and did not smell of alcohol. Obviously, they hoped that they would be on the shore to participate in the rum board in memory of Yalai, rather than being a left-behind crew member, welcoming a group of captains and watching them play tricks on the spot.

Sarah followed the twins to the front deck, noting that the weapon was placed in the middle of the three boxes, and a huge bronze cannon was placed on the black gun mount next to it.

The blackened muzzle is now sealed with wax, and the sail-wrapped Captain Alai should be inside, marinated in rum, vinegar, and camphor, ready to embark on the voyage of sinking.

"The side of the ship is a safe place." Sarah pointed to the bronze cannon and whispered to Kaisa: "There is no Alai's body in there, but special shotgun shells. Even we would get hurt in a situation like this.”

Kai'Sa nodded, she knew the power of naval guns.

Beside the cannon, a broad-shouldered figure stood motionless.

He was wrapped in a robe covered in colorful scales, and a hood shaped like a fish's head was lined with razor-like fangs.

Beneath a sawtoothed hood, the snakecaller priest wears a pierced coral mask, while a dried squid with two eye-holes rudely pierced in front of his eyes and forehead. The priest was looking at the assembled captains.

It was a rare honor for this priest to be invited to preside over the captain's funeral, because the Baru people were reluctant to have too much contact with the Bilgewater people. In their eyes, the people of Bigang are not much better than the souls of the soul-eating night.

However, if the priest is a fake, the above problems will be solved.

Sarah met the eyes of the snake caller priest, narrowed her eyes meaningfully, and then looked away.

She turned her head and saw Kahn and the two had mixed into the crowd on the deck.

The wide deck was crowded with all kinds of robbers from Bilgewater, all dressed up, competing for beauty, each dressed more than the other.

Long trench coats, bright leather boots, top hats...and quaint armors - in case of accidentally falling into the water, the wearer can be dragged directly to the bottom of the sea.

If he hadn't supported Kai'Sa's slender waist with one hand, Kahn would have thought he had arrived at the manga exhibition. The pirates also worked hard to show their financial resources, but the aesthetics were uneven, and they would force themselves on whatever was of high value.

Sarah came to them and asked in a low voice, "Didn't you be told to lean against the side of the boat?"

"It's too early to worry about it. I'm thinking about ending the curtain before the opening." Kahn said to her intently, "A lot of people are watching us."

Sarah found that she knew many of the captains on the deck, generally those who had fought and fought wine, and some who had only heard of them.

But everyone here knows her.

With purple hair, fair skin, and a confident demeanor, Sarah Doom is hard not to be noticed anywhere.

On this ship she was a wild rose among a mass of poisonous brambles. After tonight, though, the thorn bushes will be uprooted, and the roses will be left to thrive in the emptied soil.

"The Moon Python is much more stable than the Siren." Kai'Sa walked away from Kahn, stood with her legs apart and felt the touch under her feet. This was her first time on the Moon Python.

"There are very few ships that are as stable as her," Sarah said. "I admit that the Siren can't compare to that."

"The Siren is still young, but the Moon Python is already an old girl." A tall man said. He was wearing a seal leather suit, a fish scale vest, and a top hat on his head. An embossed hood with tentacles.

"Although Alai is stingy, he and the Moon Python have created a bloody legend for decades... once sank the Glory of Darkwill, and even made a few holes in the scarlet Knox Stola. It's a pity that there was fog in the mud town at that time, which saved the skin that deserved to die long ago."

"Then he's dead now." Sarah looked at the person coming. Under the top hat was a pair of energetic eyes, and her mind had not been damaged by bad wine.

"Jackknife Byrne, at your service, Captain Doom." He bowed to Sarah, then held out a hand to her.

"Captain Byrne, you are here too." Sarah held his hand in leather gloves, and then separated.

Byrne is one of Sarah's few allies, but he doesn't have his own ship now, and has a gang of hundreds of people under his command.

"Come here to try your luck. My previous ship sank. If you don't have a ship, you can't be considered a captain." Byrne said with a smile. He said that he used to have a ship when he met everyone, for fear that others would not call him the captain.

"Then I wish you good luck." Sarah said sincerely, wishing this ally better luck and not just dying on the boat.

"I'm going to drink elsewhere." Byrne felt that the atmosphere was not right, so he didn't bother anymore, turned and left to find the rum barrel.

"Sister Sarah, those people are here too." Kai'Sa pointed to the crowd of captains around the rum barrels under the foremast, and three familiar figures were casting cold glances at them.

"Who are they?" Kahn asked.

"It's the three captains who participated in the meeting last time." Kaisha said, although Kahn followed last time, he didn't see the appearance of the three.

Sarah set off and walked over, and joined the crowd with a smile: "You guys don't even call me out for drinking, do you think I'm a woman and underestimate my drinking capacity?"

"No, no, it's just that the wine is really not very good." The old man who was addicted to alcohol laughed and smoothed things over: "I even suspect that they didn't stuff Alai's body into the cannon, but into the wine barrel inside."

He had already drank a lot of alcohol, and his old face appeared drunk, but after seeing Sarah, he immediately sobered up for the most part.

"Bah." The bald crow, who cherishes words like gold, spat out a mouthful of wine towards the deck: "Bad wine."

"Inferior rum is not worthy of a beauty like you." The blond Pitil poured the wine from the glass on the deck and said calmly: "Alai has many names—a cruel old man. Bastard, ruthless captain, skilled killer. But he has no reputation when it comes to eating and drinking."

"Is that so?" Sarah was genuinely amused when she saw the gold tooth in Peart's mouth, it was knocked out by Kaisha for her, and she always thought it was really good.

Pitil saw the meaning in Sarah's smile, and immediately closed his mouth tightly and remained silent.

"I drank too much, I'll go and make it easier."

After standing silently for a while, the three of them found their own reasons and left. The rest of the captains who stayed here because of them also dispersed. Sarah, like a plague god, let the pirate group leave early.

"To a certain extent, you are a good captain. Everyone is afraid of you." Kahn brought Kaisha over to make sarcastic remarks.

"Never mind him, don't care about other people's opinions, let's try the bar." Sarah picked up the bottle: "They all said that Yalai's Tibetan wine is bad, but I want to see how bad it is."