"As long as I can make money, sir, I will. David clenched his fists and said.

What about pirates, they're just the dregs of the sea, just hack them to death......

Are these pirates more vicious than the old shipwrights who reprimand people every day?

Gordon looked at the boy named David, who had not experienced the ferocity of the sea, who was full of yearning and dreams, and who might be like Abiel, who would eventually be afraid and go home.

"David, my ship is not short of people......"

"No Gordon, my departure has given this ship an extra place. ”

Kuric interrupted what he was about to say.

"Everybody has their own path, doesn't they? and they have to take responsibility for their own choices, and if he really has that determination, there's nothing wrong with taking it, after all, the Jackdaw really needs a boatman. ”

Everyone has the right to pursue their dreams, and who can say what the future holds, Gordon himself and the rest of the ship have grown up like this, and Kulic's best habit is to be willing to give young people a chance.

"Please, sir. ”

Gordon pondered for a moment, he really needed a boatman, and there was no more time to recruit.

"Well, Mr. Brooke, I can agree that you will work on the ship for a while, if you still do not change your mind during the month-long voyage. ”

"Thank you, Captain!" David was very clever, and changed his words in an instant, and joy flooded his face.

The addition of a new member always cheered the sailors, who were quickly dragged aside and drank to celebrate.

"Hey, you bastards, he's not eighteen yet......"

Gordon reminded loudly that he didn't want to harm minors.

"Yes, Captain. ”

The sailors replied, but continued to pour large cups of ale, urging the young man to drink it.

Fortunately, it was only the low degree of ale, and Gordon went with them.

So David became the only drunk sailor at the banquet and was carried back to the room by the others.

The banquet did not last long, and it was about twelve o'clock in the evening, when the sailors left behind a mess of cups and plates, and then went back to their rooms to rest.

Gordon drank the last glass of ale and was about to get up, but he was pressed by a strong hand on the shoulder, the palm was so strong, Gordon instantly tensed his forearm, and was about to pop out his Hidden Blade.

But the man was faster than Gordon, and with a very smooth movement, he grabbed Gordon's forearm directly, and then sat down in the seat that had belonged to Kuric.

"Relax Evan Gordon, I'm not the enemy. The man had a hoarse voice, I don't know if it was a disguise or if he was born to do so.

Gordon looked coldly at the seated figure, dressed in white assassin's robes, silently blending into the noisy tavern, without attracting anyone's attention.

The Hidden Blade jammed the pop-up mechanism with the pressure of that hand, and Gordon suppressed the urge to pop the Hidden Blade with the other hand.

If the person in front of him had malicious intent, then he should have pierced his throat with a Hidden Blade a long time ago.

Gordon was really in a cold sweat at this time, he never imagined that such a person could touch his shoulder silently.

This is a Master Assassin who is proficient in stealth.

That's what he thought in his heart.

"Gordon, alcohol will numb your nerves, and assassins shouldn't drink so much. ”

As he spoke, the Assassin picked up the remaining half of the ale and poured it slowly onto the ground.

The falling golden ale became a thin line, splashing on the stone floor and flowing freely.

"But wine is a good thing. The Assassin turned his head, revealing only a sinister smile under his hood.

Well, maybe the Assassin was trying to be as friendly as possible.

"Who are you?" Gordon asked, still unrelaxed, in a low voice.

"You can call me a Night Stalker, we've been watching you for a long time, starting with the killing of Templar Commander Torres in Havana. ”

Gordon's psychology at the moment can only be described as complicated, he couldn't imagine that the Assassin Order could find him now, which means that his identity has long been exposed, and he even thinks that the Knights Templar may be outside.

The self-proclaimed Night Stalker withdrew his hand and simply admonished, "If you have time, go to Tulum, the Mentor is waiting for you." ”

"How did you find me!Word shouldn't have spread so fast!"

Gordon barely made much of a stop, setting sail from Havana, which was only a day's delay in Nassau.

"You are a born Assassin, Gordon, but you need more guidance, remember, Tulum. ”

The Night Stalker turned away without answering Gordon's question.

Gordon didn't want to let the assassin go, he had too many doubts in his mind, and he stood up to grab the white robe, but the latter dodged and melted directly into the drunken sailor, and then quickly headed for the door.

"Hey, wait!"

Gordon was held back by the sailors, and could only watch the night owl go away, and by the time he chased out the gate, it was empty outside, except for the creaking of the kerosene lamps under the tavern sign in the cold wind.

Gordon returned to the room with a very bad face, unsure if the Paladins would do the same if the Assassin Brotherhood could find him accurately, but fortunately England had fallen and the Templars had been almost wiped out here.

"Gordon, what's wrong?"

Kulić had already made his bed and asked.

"It's fine. Gordon didn't want to leave that worry to his friend who was about to leave the ship, the less he knew, the safer it was for him.

That night, Gordon slept very little, and almost only reached dawn in a daze.

Every time a person feels in control of himself, reality eventually shatters this illusion, and he does not want to be involved in the war between the Assassins and the Templars so early, but the world, or fate, is always pushing people forward.

Early in the morning, the sailors began to get up from the inn and, on Gordon's orders, led by Mickey, began to go to the shops at the docks to begin shopping for supplies.

Gordon took twenty sailors to the Royal Dockyard to retrieve the Jackdaw, which had been placed there for repair.

The sailors waited under the main building of the shipyard, while Gordon walked up with Allen.

It was only six o'clock in the morning, and the shipyard building was already busy, and Colonel Claude was already sitting at his desk in his office, with a cup of hot coffee next to him to dispel his sleepiness.

The boatmen's doors also came out of the big mouth to start a new day's work.

"Mr. Gordon, you're really early, I don't know if you brought your deposit?"

"Colonel, I have decided to pay the full amount directly, but I would like you to equip me with my weapons by the way. ”

Gordon directly took out the 600,000 pound voucher and handed it to Claude.

The latter was also a little incredulous when he took it, he had never seen a captain who could pay the full cost of a shipbuilding by himself, and there were some duke's names on it.

This confirmed his previous speculation, maybe the Gordon in front of him was the duke's illegitimate son, a nobleman, and his private life was very chaotic.