Chapter 70: A New Goal
At this time in the Havana Tavern, Harry was drinking alone, and then slammed the empty bottle to the ground.
The flushed face showed that he was already drunk: "Gordon, you actually tricked me again, said that you would take me with you, and ran away again." β
This morning, the governor of Havana was assassinated, and many of the guards died, and Harry had taken a day off to drink with Gordon, so he happened to be off duty.
His attempt to break away from the guard went a lot smoother, as Havana was about to be reshuffled, and the Admiral agreed to some unreasonable conditions in order to gain the support of Harry's parents.
And Ha used almost a day to convince his father that he had already left his job and there was no way to disagree.
Eventually, he arrived at the port as Gordon had told him to find an English galleon called the Jackdaw, and it turned out to be ......
Harry, who didn't believe in evil, also went to Gordon's house, and got the news that Gordon had left the house in the morning and had never seen him again.
Once again, Harry, who had been tricked by Gordon, had to come to the bar alone, his words had already been put down, could he now cry and go back and ask for reinstatement? No kidding, he would rather go and ask for food.
"Gordon, you wait for me, because I believe in you so much, when I find you, I will definitely beat you up. β
As he sipped his wine, he staggered towards where his home was, taking two steps and taking a sip, whether it was spilled all over his body or not.
At this time, Gordon, who was lying in bed and couldn't sleep, directly forgot about Harry and thought about his next plan.
He obviously just wants to make money as a normal runner, maybe dig up another treasure, buy a house after getting rich overnight, maybe open a chamber of commerce, and live a normal and wealthy life.
If you can not sail, who wants to go to the sea, water shortage, there is no opportunity to take a bath, you can't eat well, you are still used to sleeping, you get up early in the morning, you are tired.
But with the emergence of the Pirates of the Caribbean world plot, as well as the overlap of the world of Assassin's Creed, he is constantly involved in various major events, like a trumpet that has not yet had time to level up, and he is about to fight a national war.
Quickly shook his head and put this terrible thought aside: "I can't go on like this, I'll settle down first, run the route between Northern Europe and the Mediterranean, and it seems that it's not bad to resell the art of Athens." β
He still remembers that KuliΔ had first investigated the matter, but he did not have enough money to resell food and glass.
"That's right, my shipwreck diagram. "In the northeastern waters of Havana, on the route to Nassau, the ship Elizabeth, laden with jewels, sank.
Gordon took out the shipwreck map from his arms, a long knife edge on it, fortunately parchment, although it was blurred a lot after being soaked in seawater and blood, it could still be roughly distinguished in combination with memory.
Seven obvious islands and reefs, the area around this is the area that eventually sank, although I don't know what the reason is, but since someone is willing to spend 20,000 gold coins, it is definitely not groundless.
Although the dream of treasure hunting in Havana was shattered, but there was still this, continuing to dream of getting rich overnight, Gordon directly ignored the pain on his body and fell asleep again.
The next morning, Gordon woke up feeling a lot more relaxed, two points of armor offset a lot of damage, although he looked like he was about to die yesterday, but it was because of the more wounds, the weakness caused by bleeding, the largest wound was only less than a centimeter of muscle, the only one that penetrated into the muscle was the bullet in the leg.
He is not a god, he really took five stabs solidly, and if he doesn't just lie down and wait for death, even if it's good, can he continue to run?
By the time Eren brought in the food, Gordon was able to prop himself up from the bed.
"Captain, this is a special recovery feast for you, and Mr. Smith has slaughtered a pig and made you fresh broth. β
The fresh ingredients on the ship generally can't be left overnight, and the final result of this pig is to be eaten by everyone, and Gordon can clearly see that the lard on the corner of Alan's mouth has not been rubbed.
Gordon took the bowl of broth, which was still mixed with oats, and the spices should have been used a lot, and the taste was delicious and appetizing.
He hadn't eaten for a day, and now he could nibble on even a terrible piece of black bread, let alone broth.
Gulping down, he quickly ate a clean meal, and then looked at the rest of the tray.
White bread smeared with butter, pickles, and a small bowl of boiled beans.
"Kimchi?"
"Captain, Mr. Smith tried the vegetables you put in the jar today, and found that they were really edible, so he made a meal for everyone. β
Gordon took the kimchi and tasted it, because it had only been soaked for about ten days, it was refreshing and delicious, not salty, slightly sweet, and appetizing and spicy.
"Yes, it's really my craft, let's run the eastern route and have a spectrum. β
After breakfast, Gordon could feel his body full of strength again, and with Allen's support, he limped out of the captain's cabin, breathing in the fresh air outside, which felt really good.
"The deck should be wiped down three times a day, otherwise it will easily rot and slippery, and do not let go of any corner!"
"Yes sir!"
A drain of hands knelt on the ground, pouting his ass and wiping the deck, very hard.
Every morning, all the sailors had to clean the cabins, wipe down the decks, check the ropes and maintain swords and guns, and then take turns eating breakfast, except at noon, when the sun was too hot, when everyone was allowed to hide in the cabins and rest, and Mickey supervised it all as boatswain.
At this time, Kuric was at the helm, looking into the distance, a little preoccupied, and he didn't even notice Gordon coming out.
"What do you think?"
Alan helped Gordon up to the ship.
"Gordon, it looks like you're recovering well. Kuric smiled slightly.
"You haven't answered my question yet. β
Gordon sat directly on the deck against the side of the ship, looking at the sea in the distance and the blue sky and white clouds.
"Actually, I envy you, your life is much more wonderful than mine, if I am ten years old, no, even if I am five years old, I will continue to sail with you, the unknown and mystery are what men want the most, isn't it?"
Kuric had some feelings, after Gordon appeared, this day is getting more and more frightening, almost catching up with his more than 20 years of sailing career.
And Gordon just slapped himself in the face, and then wiped it down: "Forget it, man, I don't want to be stimulated every day, my heart can't stand it." Don't talk about that, I have a big baby you want to see?"
Kulich looked at the bulge of Gordon's mystery and shook his head: "Captain, you better show it to others, the two of us are so different in age, it won't be suitable." β