The waters of Ataq Atoll are as calm as ever, with seagulls and the harsh sun frequenting the area all year round. If you want to find a quiet place in the Western Sea that will never be disturbed, then most captains who sail on this ocean will choose this place. The Black Shark was anchored in the bay of the atoll, and Sebastian stood on the deck, watching the sailors who were busy carrying cargo onto the ship so that the beach could be emptied as quickly as possible.

Sebastian sighed, they had been in the Atak Atoll for dozens of days, and if it hadn't been for the fact that the intelligence commissioned by the Navy had gone wrong, the time wasted would have been enough for them to take on other naval commissions and make a fortune. Honestly, life is hard without rum, and they haven't made a fortune in a long time. In the final analysis, it was because the privateers had learned to be obedient at the behest of the Delos Empire, and they no longer roamed the seas to plunder merchant ships.

"How long are you going to stand there?" said Kohler's voice from the other side of the deck, with his cutlass on his shoulder and a bottle of wine scavenged from a crate on the shore in his other hand.

"Mind yourself, Kohler. Sebastian responded.

"I know it's bothering you. Kohler tucked the cutlass into the scabbard at his waist and pulled the cork out with all his might. "Would you like some, First Mate?" he said, handing the bottle to Sebastian.

Sebastian looked away, "What is this?

Kohler shook his head regretfully, "No, this is the most bland whiskey I can find. ”

"Oh, damn it......" Sebastian scolded in a low voice.

"Vess took some of the lads to the other side of the atoll to check on the situation. Kohler poured a sip of whiskey into his mouth, then looked disgusted. Yes, no pirate would love this bland whisky. "But nothing was found, and the guy who provided the commission was full of lies. ”

"We'd better get back soon. Sebastian whispered.

"Did you tell Adrian?" asked Kohler.

"I'm getting ready to go. Sebastian straightened up from the side of the ship and walked to the captain's quarters. Kohler, on the other hand, took another sip of whiskey, then turned around and threw the entire bottle into the sea.

Adrian sat in the captain's quarters, leaning back in his chair, resting his legs on the table, playing with a delicately decorated knife in his hand. For a moment, he touched the white beard on his chin and couldn't help but laugh. He loved the trinkets, whether they were knives or models, but he himself had no idea when this interest had arisen. Maybe it's just a nostalgia for the pirate life he used to have, but now he can live a better life.

Sebastian opened the door to the captain's quarters and walked in, glancing at the model of the Black Shark on a cabinet on one side of the room, which was Adrian's favorite thing. "It's Sebastian, find a seat. Adrian moved his legs off the table to make himself a little more serious.

"Vis went to the other side of the atoll to check on the situation, but found nothing, shouldn't we leave?" Sebastian looked distressed, and he definitely didn't want to see anything to be gained from a voyage.

Adrian sighed, "We'll have to talk to the guy who provided the commission when we get back, and when all the goods are loaded onto the ship, we'll get up anchor and return to the ship." ”

"It's a weird feeling to be tricked, isn't it?" said Sebastian, looking into Adrian's eyes.

"It doesn't matter, we probably won't sail for a while after this trip. Adrian placed the delicate knife on the pedestal on the table.

"Do you mean that?" Sebastian grimaced, he didn't really want to get involved in it.

"That little girl from Huttonmar has written to Maffeo's companions, and we must at least explain the situation to them. If they need it, we can also provide some appropriate assistance. ”

Sebastian pondered for a moment, then finally nodded. "You have a point, but we'd better be vigilant, there's a good chance it has something to do with that Captain Damon. ”

"It would be nice if Maffeo could come back too, but I guess he shouldn't be able to pull away right now. Adrian let out a sigh.

"We have to be more careful anyway. While there are many neutral ships like ours operating in the Western Sea, we are the only neutral ships that interfere with the actions of the Imperial Navy. ”

Adrian shrugged, "That commission from a few months ago was also a last resort, but the Imperial Navy is indeed too conniving with privateers. ”

"Let's hope we won't be targeted by the Imperial Navy, there are some strange rumors out there right now. If you're not ready to sail during this time, we can disappear for a while. ”

"That's exactly what I thought. Adrian smiled confidently. "By the way, I'll have to get some rum for the lads when we get back. ”

"I'll let Kohler take care of this, he's our quartermaster, after all. Sebastian nodded.

"Alright, go get ready, I've had enough of the harsh sun of Ataq Atoll. Adrian laughed.

Sebastian got up from his chair and teased before leaving. "You old fellow, it's been less than half a day since you came here and you've been out of the captain's quarters. Hearing him say this, Adrian grabbed a mug from the table and pretended to throw it at Sebastian. The latter laughed and left the captain's room with a swift move.

When Vis returned from the other end of the atoll with his men, Sebastian was ready to anchor and sail back. It's true that the lack of harvest can be a no-brainer for the crew, but Ataq Atoll is also a great place to relax. So despite the lack of gains, the crew's mood was not too bad. Sailing on the sea in sunny weather will always make the crew unconsciously sing the boat song, and the morale will naturally be raised with those blood-pumping boat songs.

Adrian smiled unconsciously as he listened to the singing on the deck in the captain's room. He seemed to feel like he was back in time as a pirate, but he had already decided not to be a pirate anymore when he was in Osente. As he got older, he felt it was time to think about his retirement. You can't wait until you're too old to walk and still sail on the seas, and the Black Shark needs a new owner.

And Kelly, who is far away in Huttonmar, is waiting for the arrival of the "guest". That's the best way to call them, she thought. It can't be delayed any longer, and things are getting worse over time. Kelly had a hunch that this incident would be a turning point. Perhaps she could find a way back to the Celestial Realm from this incident, and although the final outcome was uncertain, Kelly always believed in her comrades from the Ardennes Heights garrison.