Chapter 103
Becoming The Villain’s Family
âHey, you always have a lot of useless worries. If youâre scared, youâll die.â
A man told him to stop.
He had a hook on his severed left hand instead of a prosthetic arm.
âIf we do this safely, we are no longer wanted criminals. Letâs leave this damn sea and step on the bare ground, huh?â
They were from pirates.
At one time, they ruled the sea like a king, plundering and killing. They were proud of their ever-rising notoriety and bounty.
âBut now itâs all a thing of the past.â
It was all about the youthful days.
They wanted to get rid of their past and live a normal life. They were sick of being chased around with the feeling of life that was being threatened all the time.
âIf we go on like this, our lives will be obvious. Iâm sure someday weâll be hanging around the gallows from our neck as an example.â
âYou just need to feed the drug periodically until they arrive, and then hand it over to the lab. What could be easier than this?ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Once they did this, they were no longer criminals.
âYes. Marry a woman, hehe.â
âEven if youâre not a criminal, is there any woman who would want to marry you?â
âWhat? Whatâs the difference with you?â
Hooked hands and one-eye clashed and fought.
Why were both of them so passionate about hopeless things? The man with the bushy beard looked at them pathically and shook his head. And he looked up and down at Winter, who had lost his consciousness.
âItâs going to be okay.â
He couldnât go back once he had come this far.
He struggled to shake off the rising anxiety.
After taking motion sickness pills, Vincent became energetic.
While the master navigator brought the meals, they gathered in the dining room and started setting up the plot.
âWhile Brother was looking for a ship, we got minimal information from the information guild, but it will not be accurate as it is information we got in a hurry.â
Vincent gave a rough estimate of the size of the Underhill Slave ship.
There were three ships in all, and the largest sailing boat has a crew of 50 and can accommodate 300 people.
It was quite large for a slave ship.
âSince itâs a slave trader, theyâre sure to smuggle it through the âlowest placeâ, which is a place with messy public security. By then, itâs already too late. We have to find another way.â
Aria had no intention of waiting for them to land.
âCanât we retake it from the middle of the sea?â
âAre you serious?â
ââ¦â¦â
âDuring the voyage, the vigilance must be at its peak, but what if we got hit by a cannon and sink? No matter how fast we speed up in the first place, will we be able to catch up with them, since we started so late?â
ââ¦â¦â
âOr can the Sirenâs song block artileries or speed up sailing?â
Vincent pointed out Ariaâs reckless plan poignantly.
Why was he talking like that? If they were thrown into the sea, only the mouth of disaster would float.
âLetâs make sureâ¦â
âYes? What, what?â
Vincent, who felt a gloomy energy that he did not know if it was in Ariaâs gaze, hesitated. Then he inadvertently turned his gaze to Lloyd, and was startled.
âThe rabbit wants to retake it from the middle of the sea.â
His eyes were saying âdare to throw dirt on my wifeâs words?â. This crazy couple was telling Vincent to create a miracle like splitting the sea in two.
âBecause itâs impossibleâ¦â
He sighed and continued.
For some reason, his face seemed to have a deep tiredness on it.
âBefore leaving, I thought you would not have such a plan, so I separately looked for Underhillâs hideout. No, Iâll correct it. I found out on my own.â
Vincent was terrified of Ariaâs plan, that is, âa plan to solve everything with her own abilitiesâ. He was then convinced that in order not to die by expulsion, he had to come to his senses.
Aria and Lloyd both had superhuman abilities, so they didnât use their heads at all.
âDonât bother thinking about it.â
On the other hand, that decorative head.
It wasnât that he did not use his head, but that he couldnât use it, so it was more of a problem.
âSir Cloud had already heard of their hideout and knew it.â
âExcuse me? It was me?â
âHaha.â
Vincent said with a liberated smile.
âIf the Kingdom of Bruto is the destination, they will have choice but to restock food and supplies in the middle.â
âYou mean theyâre going to be anchored in the port in the middle?â
âNo, they wouldnât be able to stay with a large load of slaves even a trading port. Theyâre definitely heading for a hideout.â
Vincent said, âWhat is the big deal about that?â to Cloud.
âThe Sir heard that the ship was going through the Dyke Sea.â
âYes, but.â
âA little twist in Dyke is the Navron Triangle, and no one came back alive after entering the zone. Of course, we should avoid it.â
Aria heard those words and realized later and exclaimed briefly, âAh!â â.
âThereâs a hiding place on the other side of the Navron Triangle.â
âThere are only two routes that can avoid Navron. One of them is managed by the Empire, so it will be the remaining one.â
Hearing all the conversation, Ted jumped up from his seat with a determined expression.
âWell, then Iâll sneak in and bring my family out.â
Aria shook her head.
âWe said we were going to retake the ship.â
âWhat do you mean?â
Ted, who was puzzled, stared at Aria with one glance in anticipation for a moment.
âAh, the power of the wonderful song I saw back then?â
Come to think of it, there was a way.
The miraculous power that made the jailer take the key from his waist and open the prison door. A sacred and splendid song with mystical power, like a descendant of the Atlantis royal family!
âNo.â
Then Lloyd cut Tedâs expectations like a knife.
âNot this time.â
âButâ¦â¦.â
Aria flapped her lips for a moment with a sad expression. But this time, she, too, couldnât resist being stubborn.
It was because Lloyd had the same eyes as when he had just woken up from his nightmare. Of course, he wasnât crying, but his eyes darkened as if they were wet.
It was shaking finely. There was a fearful look in his eyes that he might lose her.
âYou have to sing so extensively if you want to retake the entire ship.â
ââ¦â¦â
âCan you guarantee that your life will not be affected at all this time?â
Of course, she wasnât sure. It was because she might have to grind her own life force. Just like when she was imprisoned in the Emperorâs cage in the past.
âNo, it must be quite fatalâ¦â
Aria had no choice but to answer honestly in the end.
She remembered the reasons why Lloyd kept pushing her away when she first came to the castle.
He hated sick people. No, he hated himself for being helpless when his people were sick and he couldnât do anything.
Aria didnât want him to feel the same pain as he did back then.
âYes. Until I go to Atlantis and find a way to extend my life, letâs not make him worry about it.â
She came to that conclusion.
âJust stay here this time. Me and Sir Cloud are enough.â
âWhy am I left out naturally?â, Vincent protested.
âAre you going too?â
âI will not.â
Of course, it was just a polite thing to say.
He was left out naturally, so he just felt resentment. Vincent knew his place very well, infinitely helpless to force.
âI, I will go!â
Ted raised his hand.
âI donât know if Iâm able to use any power, but I have to find my familyâ¦â
He spoke desperately, his fingertips trembling in fear.
Lloyd stared at Ted silently for a moment, then turned his back as if to let him do whatever he wanted.
âIs it okayâ¦?â
Aria said, looking worriedly at the backs of the three people as they left.
âSister-in-law, do you know the saying that rabbits worry about jaguars?â
âDonât make it up.â
Where was such a proverb? She let out a deep sigh.
âYou care about everything. From what Iâve seen before, if he swings his sword once, his opponent will fall like a leaf.â
âWell, they went to the wall and got stuck.â
âSo, youâre worried about someone who threw humans like darts?â
Vincent said, astonished.
Aria said, âIt is so.â At that thought, she relaxed her shoulders, which had stiffened from tension.
If it was a problem that Lloyd and Cloud could solve together, she had no intention of taking a risk.
âStill, just watching from afar would be fine.â
Just in case.
Aria decided to stand on the deck while they recapture the ship and wait for them to return safely.
âWeIâll be here soon.â
An island was slowly emerging over the horizon.
The man lowered the telescope he was holding around his eyes. Countless scars were then revealed across his face.
He was Maxim, the owner of Underhill Slavery.
âYou wonât be able to stay on the island for very long. The superiors urged you to replenish the slaves as soon as possible.â
Maxim wrinkled his brow in annoyance and said to the attendant who was standing behind him like a shadow.
âTell them to depart in two days.â
âYes, I understand.â
Two days. It was the minimum period required to move the material.
They had to move as quickly as possible by mobilizing all the labor force.
âShall we release the slaves?â
âOkay. Itâs obvious that theyâll try to run away for no reason.â
Maxim clapped his hand as if to stop talking nonsense.
âHow about the slaves this time?â
âOne or two people tried to escape, but we broke their legs as an example and they lost their morale at once.â
âIt doesnât matter if you treat it more harshly. They will be used for experiments anyway.â
âThere doesnât seem to be a need for that. Most of the items I got this time are compliant.â
Itâs perfect if theyâre obedient.
But he couldnât let his guard down by that either.
If they were originally a slave, they wouldnât even think of escaping on their own if with shackles on their ankles. However, there were some who became slaves overnight and were deprived of their freedom.
âThe quieter they are, the more dangerous it is. Protecting âexperimental subjectsâ should also consist of protecting the ship.â
âYes? But thatâs tooâ¦â
The attendant stiffened as he recalled the experimental subjects sent from his home country.