Assassin’s Adventure

The black worm that Serena transformed into carried Gordon away from the sky, and this scene was only seen by Brisbane who came out of the shadows.

He just watched silently, clenched his fist in a daze, and the sore spot where his nails pierced his flesh made him believe that this was indeed the real world.

What happened on this day had a great impact on Brisbane's worldview, just like a young man living in socialism and materialism, watching the gods and demons flying all over the sky.

Whether it is a witch who turns into flying insects, or an assassin who can turn into a golden man. This made him feel a great threat, and the world was much more complicated than he knew.

When the black swarm landed on the deck of the Jackdaw, almost everyone did not dare to breathe, and they all moved to avoid the surrounding until a familiar figure of Serena appeared, and a golden man?

Seeing this scene, the black slave slowly knelt down on the ground, prostrate all over the deck, among the African tribes, the wizard is still the most powerful person in the entire tribe, and no one has ever seen such a powerful witch.

"Ellen, get out of here." Serena ordered while laying down the golden Gordon on the ground.

Allen, who was at the helm at the stern, reacted. Being in the range of the enemy's artillery was not the time to be dazed.

"Everyone! Stop firing, stop firing!"

"Stop firing!"

Mitch, who was commanding the firing in the cabin, heard the sound of the ceasefire, and loudly ordered to the starboard gun position that was filling the shells. This kind of thing has been coordinated many times and has become very skilled.

Taking advantage of this moment of rest, a sailor ran down the stairs: "Sir, the captain and Miss Serena are back."

Mickey was stunned for two seconds, then nodded.

"Everyone rests in place."

He knew the fight was over, and quickly climbed up the stairs.

"Exit all the fires! We don't need as many sails now, take a third."

Violent flames still erupted from the fortress, the last of the enemy's counterattacks in response to the flames fired by the Jackdaw.

"Left full rudder! Everyone be careful."

Allen turned the rudder quickly, turning the hull of the whole ship over.

Boom boom boom! ! ! !

The pouring shells all fell into the sea, and the splashing waves washed the deck.

"Where's the captain?"

Mickey asked aloud, he really wanted to rush up and punch the reckless captain hard.

The sailors on the deck pointed to the half-closed captain's room.

He was about to go in when Harry stopped him and shook his head at him.

"Evan's situation is bad, give them some time."

Mickey looked at the hidden captain's room again, not knowing what was on his mind, but just sat decadently on the stairs at the stern, a little lost.

...

After receiving Gordon and Serena, the Jackdaw disappeared completely. Without the guidance of fire, the fortress stopped firing.

The whole world fell silent for a moment from the roar of the cannons, leaving only a burning fortress, soldiers running back and forth, disposing of dead bodies and extinguishing the flames of the fortress.

This battle was brutal. In just one day, at least 150 people died in the port of 2,000 people, and this did not count the casualties caused by the Jackdaw's artillery hitting the houses.

Some people want to find this ghost ship that brings bad luck from the dark sea, but they can only vaguely find the skeleton sails raised in the darkness.

...

Everything calmed down as the Jackdaw moved away, out of the area of ​​dark clouds, the moonlight fell on the sea again, Jon was writing his diary in the cabin, Mickey, Alan and Harry were on the deck. Drinking rum, he has been guarding next to the captain's room.

The boatman David acted as a surveyor, holding a sextant to measure the current latitude and longitude.

"32.24 north latitude, 64.42 west longitude, sir!"

Allen took out the nautical chart from the side, looked at the current position of the ship, and then said to the sailor who was steering the rudder: "We are a little off course, and we are offset five degrees to the west."

"Yes, sir."

Allen nodded with satisfaction, then continued to stare at the sea.

"Do you think the captain did everything right? Killing more people for some slaves."

He spoke suddenly, as if asking himself.

"It's just an accident, and besides, these are all because of..."

Mitch didn't finish his words, but everyone knew who he was referring to.

"Enough, if it wasn't for Miss Serena, we would all die here, and the Jackdaw would have been sunk." Harry couldn't stand it any longer, and the wine bottle slammed against the side of the ship.

"So I said, is it all worth it?"

"..."

...

When Gordon woke up, Serena was nowhere to be seen, and there was a signed letter on the head of the bed, a simple sentence: Remember me.

The captain's room was finally back in his hands, but he couldn't be happy at all~www.wuxiaspot.com~ As if the most important thing in life had been deprived.

"captain……"

"captain……"

Gordon came out of the captain's room. The sailors noticed this and stopped to salute, but they were extremely unfamiliar. Gordon's prestige had dropped to the lowest point.

Looking at the orange sunset on the coast, he realized that he had slept all day.

"Ellen, our route?"

"Nassau, Captain, as you ordered."

Gordon nodded and took a deep breath of fresh air.

Nassau, either as the last supply station north, or through here to find that important island - Tulum.

He was a little confused. He once thought that as a latecomer, he could make a difference in this world. In a capitalist society, the most important thing in his hands is money.

Only later did I discover that what money brings is only false respect, and I can only survive on my knees in front of rights. Even if I enjoy the material enjoyment brought by money, it will be deprived in an instant.

He also tried to let go of everything and sail freely, but people exist in this world and have their own fetters, and no one can avoid it.

Everyone has their own demands, their own ideals or hatreds, they are not the same, and conflicts also follow. Gordon used to hate those pirates, who would kill, kill and loot. But sometimes, in order to achieve the goal, he hangs up the skull flag and acts as a pirate.

When his hands were stained with the blood of innocents, he finally became the type of person he hated the most, disrupting order, causing killings, and acting recklessly for some specific obsessions.

"is it my fault?"

He began to think about the answer, and wanted to find the answer from the assassin. As a slaughter, the assassin seemed extremely unrestrained.