captain migraine

For a moment, apart from the sound of the waves in my ears, I could almost hear a needle drop from the boat quietly.

The pirates who were clutching their buttocks and wailing just now seemed to have lost their voices just a second ago. They stared at each other with wide-eyed frightened eyes, as if they were trying to see the difference from each other's expressions. Come--

"My God, woman! Is there something wrong with my ears? Who brought the woman on board?"

"Cursed! Who wants to kill us! Fortunately, the captain found out quickly! The ship has not had time to drive out of the dock!"

"Find her! She must be hiding—and the decks are moving—and the rest follow me in the wine cellar and storeroom!"

"Don't let go of the crew lounge!"

All the men pulled up their trousers and dismissed cursingly, as if they were bound to turn the whole ship upside down.McGarr originally stumbled forward in the direction of the crowd, but when he passed the stairs, the black-haired young man nimbly dodged, quickly rushed up the stairs, and got close to the big dog.

"You go find someone too." Caesar frowned and said calmly.

McGarl ignored him, just took out a bundle of gauze from his belt, opened the gauze, and held it high above his head, the light gauze immediately fluttered along the direction of the sea breeze, and the boy's dark pupils stared fixedly at the The white gauze, from time to time stretched out the other hand to grab the air.

"What are you doing?" Caesar frowned and walked away a little unable to bear standing next to the crazy walrus man.

"Hush." ​​McGarr lowered his voice, "I'm working, listen, the wind is talking—"

"You're losing your mind." It's a serious crime when you hide a woman or child on board, and the captain is in a bad mood at this time.

"..." Putting down the gauze in his hand, roll it casually and stuff it into the waistband of his trousers, McGarr pouted, "I can't hear them talking anymore, you are too fierce, you scared them away."

Caesar: "..."

He shouldn't have spoken to him in the first place.

After placing the gauze, McGarl patted his waist and said casually: "Do you also believe that women and children will bring bad luck to the fleet?"

"..." After a brief silence, about ten seconds later, the man's deep and magnetic voice sounded in the sea breeze, "I don't believe it, most of the time I am an atheist. But most of the crew believe this, women and children appear during the voyage It will put them in a panic, which is not conducive to the stability of the fleet."

"That's it?" McGarl asked with a smile.

"For this voyage, we are going to rob the cargo. Since the group of merchants have found Leosa for shelter, naval battles are bound to happen." Caesar said lightly, "Naval battles are common for pirates. Standing here now, a cannonball will come from nowhere in the next second and try to blow my head-in this case, do you think it is appropriate to have children or women on board with their families? "

After finishing speaking, the man turned his body slightly, his amber pupils were extremely bright in the dark night.McGarl raised his head and looked at him unexpectedly. The sea breeze blew the man's voice into the air. His voice seemed very close and very far away, while the handsome and resolute face was very close at hand. He pursed his lips, and McGarr Gal clearly heard the sound of himself swallowing saliva...

Caesar: "If you dare to come up and kiss me now, you will die."

McGall: "...Hey, you found out."

Caesar snorted noncommittally, he turned his head, and the anger brewing in his eyes faded slightly.McGarr, who took everything into his eyes, leaned lazily on the railing on the second floor, propped his chin and looked at his big dog with a smirk—this beautiful atmosphere did not last long, and it took less than 5 minutes, McGarr Suddenly he let out an ah, and pointed to the deck downstairs to signal Caesar: "I seem to have found it."

The man's hand on the railing moved slightly, and the two looked at each other, then looked down at the same time.

Under the moonlight, the pirates with messy habits and habits were rarely quiet for a while. Among them, two of the burly ones sandwiched a woman in a simple skirt—messy brown curly hair and dirty skirt were being dragged on the deck. Splashed with mud, amidst the woman's roar, the two men threw her onto the deck gently.

"I don't want to get off the boat! I want to be with my man!"

The woman sitting on the deck was crying loudly, and the most surprising thing was that under the moonlight, everyone could easily see the woman's high swollen belly—it was actually a pregnant woman.

"It's so noisy." The man rubbed his ears dissatisfied, "Someone tell her to shut up—wait, let her tell her who her man is first."

The pirates on the deck downstairs were killed, and pressed the woman to ask Caesar's question again—and obviously, this was a smart woman, and she seemed to know very well what punishment would be incurred if she brought a woman on board without permission as a crew member , so after a moment of silence, she quickly glanced at the crowded men on the deck who were standing in a circle. In the midst of staring, she trembled her lips, stretched out her hand, and quickly pointed up——

The men turned their heads in unison in the direction she pointed.

McGarl: "Me?!"

"Heh." The man standing next to him raised the corners of his lips happily.

McGarr: "Are you kidding me! My sister, I'm only going to be hard on our captain!"

Caesar: "..."

Everyone who really wanted to know what happened: "..."

Caesar was furious: "Hey, what kind of dead face are you all giving me? It's not what you imagined, tsk, damn it, perverted fisherman, what nonsense are you talking about!"

McGarr also followed suit: "Damn it, I haven't touched a woman for a year! Stop wronging me!"

Downstairs on the deck, the woman put her waist in, as if she was really a woman who was abandoned by a wrongdoer, crying heartbreakingly and cursing quickly in Italian.

"Ah," Caesar was irritated by the woman's crying, his face darkened, and he stretched out his hand and pushed McGall domineeringly, "Say something, and then tell your wife to shut up."

"My wife isn't talking! He's pushing me to tell other women to shut up!" McGarr said angrily.

The audacity of the slave made Caesar stare slightly, sneered and was about to say something, when suddenly, a new god unfolded on the deck downstairs——

"Selina! This is my fault! Don't blame others!"

A rough voice resounded from the crowd, and the crowd on the deck suddenly separated from a certain place. A muscular sailor with a rough figure walked up from the crowd. The first time he heard his voice, that The woman stopped crying immediately, her eyes were wide open, her lips that were dry and chapped by the sea breeze trembled rapidly, and then her whole body trembled helplessly——

The person who came out, McGarr, remembered that this person was the gunner on the ship, who was in charge of long-distance sniping. He was an old crew member, and the guns under his command had great accuracy regardless of the distance.

"It's my fault, Captain." Lifting the woman up and hugging her in his arms, the man turned around and looked up at Caesar standing on the second deck, his dirty face stained with black cannon fodder looked very calm, "It was me who was obsessed with ghosts for a while. Selina is about to give birth, and women are always a bit willful... I can't say no to her for a while... Anyway, it is my fault, and I am willing to be punished."

Once again there was silence on board.

Everyone looked at Caesar standing on the height, waiting for his judgment.

Only McGarr didn't look at him. At this moment, the black-haired young man was lying on the railing, looking at the man and woman hugging tightly in the middle of the deck, and he noticed that the woman fell silent. Only the nails sunk deep into her lover's muscles betrayed her emotions.

The boy blinked, and then kicked Caesar where no one could see.

"...Send this woman back to the pier first."

As if finally waking up, Caesar finally spoke slowly—everyone, for some unknown reason, breathed a sigh of relief.Away from a boat, Lake yawned long and loudly, "It's a farce." Throwing down such a simple comment, the red-haired mate turned around and left the ship's side with a slow pace.

After one step and three turns, the woman named Serena was sent back to the pier.

On the second deck of the main ship of the Fury, the captain rested his chin lazily on one hand, and watched this not-so-moving parting scene absent-mindedly—when he indifferently ordered the pedals to be retracted, the pair of fateful little mandarin ducks When they were forced to separate, the cry of the woman made McGarr involuntarily glance at Caesar... He was inappropriately reminded of the dead bald donkey named Fahai.

The sailors went back on deck.

"Sniper Jack violated Article [-] of the contract. According to the rules, he was punished by being dragged from the bottom of a submerged boat and executed at dawn."

On the deck, the man's low and seductive voice sounded in the night wind, his movements paused, and everyone saw that the pair of slender and elegant hands left the railing gently, leaving the black sea wolf to everyone in the end. The back of the departure.

"sail."

……

The notorious "keelhauling" (bottom dragging), the execution time is 24 hours.The rope is pulled from starboard to port through the bottom of the boat, and the punished person is stripped naked, tied into his feet, and fixed on the rope at the bottom of the boat and pulled from port to starboard, making it subject to friction from the keel, while most wooden boat bottoms are full of It was razor-sharp burrs and splinters—too slow and people on the body would drown, and too fast to hit the protruding part of the bottom of the boat—mostly accepted Those who practiced this kind of criminal law would bleed to death directly during the execution process, and those who survived by luck would also die of infection in the next few days.

In history, there are almost zero people who can survive under this criminal law.

After Caesar left, the deck fell into silence for half a minute, like a silent mourning.

Only the man named Jack who was about to be executed seemed very calm.

Until half a minute passed, someone in the crowd suddenly repeated, the captain said... let's go.

People seem to have just woken up from a nightmare—it is difficult to hear what happened in the previous moment amidst the yells of preparing for the voyage.The sailors pulled on the rope desperately, dragging hard until the veins on their arms bulged, and they roared as if to vent amidst the chaotic yelling.

Only they could hear the sound of a pounding heart beating powerfully in their chests.

Captain's interior.

"...Just take it and procrastinate?" Sitting on the armchair covered with animal skins, McGarr yawned, "There are no old employee benefits?"

"This is a pirate ship, not Notre Dame." The man standing by the window, looking out of the window with his arms folded, said calmly, "Are you sorry? It's like this on a pirate ship. I'm not a charitable person to be able to afford this captain." Nice guy."

"..." McGarr was silent for a moment, and when Caesar looked back at him, the black-haired young man gave him a clear and stupid smile, "How could anyone ever think you are a good person who is willing to do good?"

The man twisted his head, looked away, and snorted softly from his nasal cavity.

"Humph what?"

"You'd better have made up your mind, perverted fisherman."

"How about otherwise?"

"Knock out your teeth one by one, tie them firmly to this chair under your buttocks with a barbed rope, throw them into the sea, sink to the bottom, or feed the sharks."

"..."

"When you get on my boat, you are my people. Anyone who disobeys me will die."

"...I want to disembark."

"The boat has sailed, ah, another good night."

"..."

"Go down and ask those navigator calculators who are fed up and not working, how far have we pulled my prey down."

"Yes, Captain."