Serena's transformation into a black worm carried Gordon out of the air, a scene that only Briss could see as he came out of the shadows.

He just watched silently, clenching his fists a little dazedly, his nails digging into the sore spots of his flesh, to make him believe that this was indeed the real world.

The events of this day had a great impact on Blis's worldview, like a young man living in socialism and materialism, watching gods and demons fly all over the sky.

Whether it's a witch who turns into a flying insect in the sky, or an assassin who can turn into a golden man. This made him feel greatly threatened, 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 dodged in all directions, until the familiar figure of Serena appeared, and there was a golden man?

Seeing this, the black slave slowly fell to his knees on the ground, prostrate on the deck, among the tribes of Africa, the shaman is still the most powerful person in the entire tribe, and no one has ever seen such a powerful witch.

"Alan, get out of here. Serena commanded as she put the golden Gordon on the ground.

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

"Everyone! stop firing, stop firing!"

"Stop firing!"

Mickey, who was directing the firing in the cabin, heard the ceasefire and shouted an order to the starboard gun emplacement, which was being filled with shells, and had cooperated many times and was very skillful.

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

Mickey froze for two seconds, then nodded.

"Everybody rests in place. ”

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

"Extinguish all the fires! We don't need so many sails now, take away a third. ”

Fierce fire still erupted from the fortress, the last of the enemy's return fire from the flames fired by the Jackdaw.

"Everybody be careful. ”

Alan quickly turned the rudder and turned the entire hull of the ship sideways.

Boom Boom Boom Boom !!!

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

"Where's the captain?"

Mitch asked loudly, he really wanted to rush up and punch the reckless captain.

The sailors on deck pointed to the half-hidden captain's quarters.

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

"Evan is in a bad situation, give them a little time. ”

Mickey looked at the hidden captain's quarters again, not knowing what was going on in his mind, just sitting on the stairs at the stern of the boat in a decadent manner, a little distracted.

......

The Jackdaw completely disappeared after receiving Gordon and Serena, and the fortress stopped firing without the guidance of the firelight.

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

The battle was brutal, with at least one hundred and fifty dead in the harbor of two thousand men in just one day, not counting the casualties caused by the final Jackdaw's artillery hitting the houses.

Someone tried to find this ghost ship that brought doom from the dark sea, but they could only vaguely find the skeletal sails raised in the darkness.

......

Everything returned to calm as the Jackdaw moved away, out of the cloudy area, the moonlight fell back on the sea, Jon was in the cabin writing his diary, and Mickey, Allen, and Harry were on deck drinking rum and keeping watch by the captain's quarters.

David, the boatman, played the role of surveyor, measuring the current latitude and longitude with a sextant.

"Latitude 32.24 N, Longitude 64.42 W, sir!"

Alan took out the chart from the side, looked at the position of the ship now, and then said to the sailor who was steering the ship, "We have deviated a little from course, five degrees to the west. ”

"Yes, sir. ”

Alan nodded in satisfaction, and continued to stare towards the ocean.

"Do you think the captain did everything right, for the sake of some slaves, killed more people. ”

He spoke suddenly, as if asking himself.

"It's just an accident, besides, it's all because of ......"

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

"Enough, if it weren't for Miss Serena, we'd all die here, and the Jackdaw would have been sunk. Harry couldn't take it anymore as the bottle rattled against the ship's side.

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

“......”

......

When Gordon woke up, Serena was gone, leaving a signed letter on the bedside, a simple sentence: remember me.

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

"Captain ......"

"Captain ......"

Gordon walked out of the captain's quarters, and the sailors stopped to salute when they noticed this, but they were very rusty, and Gordon's prestige had fallen to its lowest point.

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

"Alan, our route?"

"Nassau, Captain, as you commanded. ”

Gordon nodded, taking a deep breath of fresh air.

Nassau, either as the last supply station on the way north, or through this to find that important island, Tulum.

He was a little confused, and once thought that he could make a difference in this world as a descendant, and grasp the most core thing in a capitalist society, that is, money.

Later, I found out that money brings only false respect, and I can only survive on my knees in the face of power, even if I enjoy the material enjoyment brought by money, I will be deprived in an instant.

He also tried to leave everything behind and sail freely, but people exist in this world, and they have their own bonds, and no one can avoid them.

Everyone has their own aspirations, their own ideals or hatreds, they are different, and conflicts follow. Gordon once hated those pirates, and burned and plundered them. But sometimes in order to achieve the goal, he does not hesitate to hang the skull flag and do the work of pirates.

When his hands were stained with the blood of innocents, he finally became the kind of person he hated the most, disrupting order, causing killing, and acting recklessly for certain obsessions.

"Am I wrong?"

He began to think about the answer, and wanted to find it in the Assassin, who was also a slayer, but the Assassin was extremely dashing.