After the first mate's explanation, the captain finally removed his palm from the hilt, and he followed the first mate down the platform to the deck to check on the three "newcomers" who had been fished up. "Quack, quack" The wooden prosthetic leg slammed into the deck with a rhythmic sound. True, the captain's right leg was turned into a wooden prosthesis from the knee down. It is said to be a prosthetic, but in fact it is a short wooden stick with a card slot, although the shape and surface have been modified and polished, but it is not as good as the original body. This is also the norm when sailing on the sea, and if you look closely, it is rare for the people on this ship to not have disabilities on their bodies, such as small scars, large fingers and toes, and blind and severed ears. However, it is rare for a captain to have such a severe disability, and this is not to say that the captain is really unlucky, but if it were not for his great prestige and ability, no ship would take in a disabled person who lacks a broken hand or foot.

The captain with wooden prosthetic legs looked at the three people who had been placed at the very edge, and his eyes were first drawn to Fioni. The Krakens are a mysterious existence even to the sailors of Heartless Bay, and although the "blood money" sold by the witches allows these voyagers to gain the help of the Kraken to traverse the Misty Seas, even in the process of navigating, the Krakens rarely communicate with the humans on the ships. The two are just indifferently fulfilling the agreement reached, each taking what it needs and sharing the ocean.

In this case, it is self-evident what a healthy Siren means, in the eyes of the captain, Fioni is not a creature at all, he is a pile of blood money on deck! With him, his ship can skip the harsh exploitation of the witches and navigate the misty seas unhindered. However, the captain quickly calmed down, remembering that the Kraken itself was no more ignorant than humans, and that it was extremely hostile to humans. No one had ever reached an agreement to cooperate with the Kraken before the witches came forward, so even if he could get a living Kraken, he would probably not be able to convince him to work for him. Even if you use violent means to make him submit, it is very likely that these children of the tides will be taken to dangerous seas that they did not know before. That's more than worth the loss. Thinking of this, the captain rubbed his beardless chin, it was better to sell him for money, not to mention others, the witches alone were likely to pay a lot of money to buy this fish-man. As for whether the crazy women should take him and return him to the other krakens for favors, or dissect or make potions, that's not something for them to consider.

It's a windfall, but it's just a windfall. Thinking so, the captain swept his gaze over the other two, his gaze drawn for a few seconds by the networm's close-fitting clothes soaked in seawater, but the hot breath quickly calmed down. No sailor in this world will refuse a woman, but the men of Heartbreak Bay understand that it is best to learn to respect a woman's own wishes before they act rashly. Otherwise, the guys who were crippled by the wicked witches hanging on the docks to feed the seagulls would have laughed at them for not learning their lesson.

Regardless of gender, the captain's eyes scanned back and forth between Lothar and the networm for a few rounds, and finally drew his scimitar and carefully picked at a few parts of their clothes under the puzzled gaze of the other crew members. Then he used the cutlass as a crutch again, bent down and raised their hands to look at them, and the expression on his face became solemn. "What else did you catch when you fished out these parallel goods?" he turned to the sailors behind him in a serious tone, knowing full well that his hands and feet were not clean, and that stealing booty was almost the default rule of everyone.

"Sir, this is not good. As soon as the first mate heard that the captain was asking about the spoils, he hurriedly stepped forward to dissuade him that generally speaking, whoever picked up something in the sea would belong to him, and even the captain had no right to force his crew to pay taxes to him. Unless he's going to get his hands tied and walk the gangplank to feed the sharks. But this time, the captain, who had always been lazy, pushed away his first mate and thrust his scimitar into the deck. "You know what you want! You guys will take out everything you have caught for Lao Tzu! These two people are no ordinary guys!"

The sailors looked at each other, and they all knew very well what virtue their captain was, so when they heard the captain's words at this time, it didn't seem like a joke, so they hesitated. "Quack!" the sound of metal hitting the deck sounded, and the first mate reluctantly threw a dark silver amulet from his cuff. Then he said to the captain in a vicious voice, "When you come ashore, you must invite me to drink!" With him taking the lead, the rest of the sailors began to throw out of their bodies sparsely things from the three Lothars, or from other overboard companions. One of the more exaggerated is the two men pulling out a battle axe and a sharktooth scimitar from under the cable.

The captain's expression was even more ugly when he saw these two weapons, and instead of touching the sharktooth knife, he weighed the fool's justice, and carefully touched the edge of the battle axe with his fingers, and a small cut was made. "Good fellows. The captain said something that I don't know whether it was admiration or emotion, and put the weapon, which was too heavy for him, back on deck.

"See what?" asked the first mate, who hadn't seen his captain look like that in years. Well, probably since he lost his right leg.

"Let's talk about the fish first, he's not the one who made an agreement with the witches, and the krakens in that group won't use this kind of scimitar. It's a good thing, the witch won't take him away because of that. But that also means that we don't have the possibility of communicating with him. Tie him up and throw him as far away from the sea as possible, and when we get ashore, we will find a good buyer. After the captain had finished speaking, several sailors tied Fioni into rice dumplings with wrist-thick hemp rope and carried him down the deck.

"As for these two guys. The captain said as he kicked Lothar's twisted arm with his prosthetic leg, his brow furrowed into a ball, "These two guys are more troublesome than that fish." I can't really guess where they came from. If you look at them, these muscles and calluses on their hands are not made by working on the water or on the road. They are trained professional warriors, either mercenaries or pirates. No, ordinary mercenaries and pirates don't have such muscles, unless it's a country's navy, and it has to be the most elite kind. ”

"That's a good thing! a capable warrior will probably sell for a higher price than a kraken!" said the first mate, rubbing his hands excitedly.

"What a fart!" the captain kicked the first mate's ass with his prosthetic leg, "Look at that axe, Lao Tzu can barely lift it with two hands, and he has soaked in the sea water for so long without seeing a trace of rust! Such a guy can still make it easy to hold in his hand, and these two people together are probably not opponents of our whole ship! And if you look at the clothes on their bodies, are they worn by ordinary people? Do you know what the price of silk is! Ah! That's two pockets of gold! What country would equip its navy with such flashy gadgets, so they are by no means military either. Hell yes, it's the weirdest thing I've seen this year, no, in the last five years. ”

"Captain, Captain, come and see!Is this man the Rope of the Sea God!" Just as the captain cursed in his mouth, the seafarer who served as a lookout keenly spotted the tattoo on Lothar's arm. It didn't matter, and the captain slashed the Count's clothes with his cutlass and gasped at the sight of the strange lines that spread almost all over his chest and spread downward.

"Hey, the sea god is on top, it's really evil!"