The two women looked angry and undrunk, apparently preferring to be on the shore at the rum party in Arai's honour than to be the crew that stayed behind, greeting a group of captains and watching them play with their evil intentions.

Sarah followed the twins to the foredeck, noting that the weapons were placed in the middle of the three chests, while a large bronze cannon was placed on the jet-black gun carriage next to it.

The blackened muzzle of the cannon is now sealed with wax, and Captain Alai, whose sails are wrapped in it, should be inside, pickled in rum, vinegar and camphor, ready to embark on a journey into the sunken sea.

"The side of the boat is a safe place." Sarah pointed to the bronze cannon and whispered to Kaisha, "There is no Alai in there, it is a special shotgun, even if it is not as powerful as the normal cannon, but if we are unprepared, even we will be injured." ”

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

Next to the cannon, a broad-shouldered figure stood motionless.

He was wrapped in a robe covered with colorful scales, and the edges of the fish-head-shaped hood were lined with razor-like fangs.

Beneath the jagged hood, the serpent-caller priest wears a hollowed-out coral mask, while in front of his eyes and forehead is a dried squid with two rude holes in it. The priest was examining the captains who had gathered here.

The priest was invited to officiate at the captain's funeral, which was a rare honor, for the Bajou people did not want to have much contact with the Bilgewaters. In their eyes, the people of Piraeus are not much better than the undead of the Night of the Eclipse.

However, if the priest is in disguise, the above problem will be solved.

Sarah met eye contact with the Snake Caller Priest, narrowed meaningfully, and looked away.

She turned her head to see that Karn and the others had blended into the crowd on deck.

The wide deck was crowded with Bilgewater robbers, all dressed in costumes, competing for beauty, dressed more and more.

Long trench coat, shiny leather boots, top hat...... There's also quaint armor - if you accidentally fall overboard, you can drag the wearer directly to the bottom of the sea.

If it weren't for the fact that he was holding Kaisha's slender waist with one hand, Karn would have thought he was at the Comic Con. In order to show their financial resources, the pirates are also hard enough, but the aesthetics are uneven, and they put on their bodies whatever value is high.

Sarah came to them and whispered, "Didn't you let you get to the side of the ship?" ”

"It's too early to worry about it, and I'm thinking about the end of the curtain before the opening starts." Karn stared at her, "A lot of people are watching us. ”

Sarah found herself knowing many of the captains on deck, mostly hand-to-hand and boosterling, and some of whom she had only heard.

But everyone here knows her.

With purple hair, fair skin, and a confident temperament, Sarah Doom is hard not to notice anywhere.

On this boat, she is a wild rose among a mass of poisonous thorns. Tonight, however, the thorn bushes will be uprooted, leaving the roses to grow freely on the cleared soil.

"The Moon Python is much more stable than the Siren." Kai'Sa walked away from Karn, and stood with her legs apart to feel the touch of her feet, the first time she had been on the Moonboa.

"Few boats are as steady as she is." Sarah said, "I admit that the sirens can't compare. ”

"The Siren is still young, and the Moon Python is already an old girl." A tall man spoke up, wearing a sealskin suit with a fish-scale waistcoat, a top hat on his head, and an embossed turban with tentacle prints wrapped around his forehead.

"Although Arai is stingy, he and the Moon Python have created a bloody legend for decades...... He once sank Darkwell Glory, and even opened a few holes in Crimson Noxtola. It's a pity that the fog in the mud town at that time saved the long-overdue skin. ”

"And then he's dead now." Sarah looked at the visitor, and under the top hat was a pair of energetic eyes, not yet ruined by the bad wine.

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

"Captain Byrne, you're here too." Sarah held his hand with leather gloves and then parted.

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

"Come and try your luck, my previous ship sank, and without a ship you can't be considered a captain." Byrne said with a smile that he used to have a ship when he met people, for fear that others would not call him captain.

"Good luck then." Sarah said sincerely, wishing the ally a little better luck and not dying on the ship.

"I'm going to drink somewhere else." Byrne sensed that the atmosphere was wrong, so he didn't bother anymore, and turned away to find the rum barrel.

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

"Who are they?" Karn asked.

"It's the three captains who last attended the meeting." Kai'Sa said that Karn had followed him last time, but he hadn't seen the three of them.

Shara walked over and joined the crowd with a smile: "A few people don't call me when they drink, do you underestimate my amount of alcohol because you see that I'm a woman?" ”

"No, no, it's just that this wine doesn't taste very good." The drunken old man laughed and said, "I suspect they didn't stuff Alai's body into the cannon, but into the barrel." ”

He had already drunk a lot of wine, and his old face was drunk, but when he saw Sarah, he immediately sobered up most of the time.

"Phew." The bald crow, who cherished the words like gold, spat a sip of wine into the deck: "Rotten wine." "Remember the →m.\B\iq\u\g\\o\m for you to read the novel in a second.

"Inferior rum is not worthy of a beauty like you." The blonde-haired Pittier poured the wine from his glass onto the deck and said with a pretense of composure, "Arai has many names—cruel old bastards, ruthless captains, sophisticated killers. But when it comes to eating, he doesn't have much of a reputation. ”

"Is that so?" Sarah looked at the gold tooth in Pilt's mouth and was heartily amused, it was Kai'Sa who knocked it out for her, and she always thought it was really good.

Pittier saw the meaning of Sarah's smile and immediately closed his mouth and remained silent.

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

After standing silent for a while, the three of them each found a reason to leave. The rest of the captains, who had remained here because of them, also dispersed. Sarah is like a plague god who has left the pirate group out early.

"In a way, you're a pretty good captain, and everyone is afraid of you." Karn brought Kai'Sa over and said something cool.

"Whatever, don't care what other people think, let's try the bar." Sarah picked up the bottle, "They all say that Alai's wine is unpleasant, but I want to see how unpleasant it is." ”