The Universal Three Lights of the Biochemical World

When he woke up again, Edward found that the place he was lying on looked like the lower deck of a Galenic sailing ship. The ship was large and looked like the kind used to transport...people.

His legs were in iron shackles—many of these large shackles were fastened throughout the deck, some empty, some not.

In the dim light, I saw other figures not far away.

There were others on the boat, probably a dozen or so, according to my guess, all wearing shackles like me, but it was difficult for me to judge their condition from the low moans and murmurs.

At the other end of the deck was a pile of stuff that looked like it belonged to the prisoners—clothing, boots, hats, belts, knapsacks, and boxes. I thought I saw my robe, still stained with stains and blood from the prison fight.

Remember what I said, each lower deck has its own unique smell. Oh, it does have a very different smell here. It was the smell of pain. It's the smell of fear.

A voice said:"Eat quickly."

Then a wooden bowl plopped down next to his bare feet, and then the guard's leather-booted feet faded away. He saw the sunlight shining through the hatch and heard the footsteps climbing the stairs.

In the bowl was a piece of dry bread and a ball of oatmeal. Not far away sat a black man, and like himself, he was looking at the contents of the bowl suspiciously.

"are you hungry?"Edward asked him.

He didn't answer, nor did he go to get the food. He just reached for the shackles on his feet and fiddled with them, with a look of great concentration on his face.

At first Edward thought he was just wasting time, but his fingers As he moved between his feet and the shackles, his eyes turned to me.

Although he remained silent, there was still a hint of pain in his eyes. He raised his hand to his mouth and licked it like a cat grooming its fur. Licking.

Next, he put the same hand into the oatmeal, mixed the saliva with the gruel, and used it to lubricate his feet locked in the shackles.

Now he understood his intention, and he couldn't help but look at it with envy and expectation. Him, and he smeared the foot again and again until it was slippery enough to... try. He looked at Edward, letting Edward swallow back the encouragement he was about to spit out, then twisted his ankle and pumped hard at the same time.

To. If he hadn't been trying to keep his voice down, he might have screamed out in pain, and the foot he was freed from the shackles was covered in a disgusting mixture of blood, saliva and oatmeal. But he did get rid of the shackles, and they would have been. Not planning on eating the oatmeal.

He looked back toward the steps, and we both braced ourselves for the guards to appear.

Then he began to lubricate the other foot, which quickly broke free.

He squatted There, listening to the footsteps approaching the hatch from above - thankfully, the footsteps gradually faded away.

For a moment, Edward thought he would leave me and leave. After all, he didn't know me, and he didn't know me. Owe me something. Why would he waste his time and the chance to escape trying to help me?

He seemed to feel he owed me a favor by giving him the oatmeal himself, because after a moment of hesitation - maybe he was thinking about the wisdom of helping me. ——He crawled over to me, checked the shackles on my feet, and then hurriedly crawled to a dark corner behind me. When he came back, he had the key in his hand. When he opened the shackles for himself, he said his name. Called Adewale. Edward thanked him softly, while rubbing his ankle, he whispered:"Okay, man, what are you going to do?"

"Steal a boat." He answered shortly.

I liked the tone of his voice. But first, he retrieved my robes and hidden blade, and added a pair of leather bracers and a leather jacket.

In the meantime, his new friend A. De Waal was using keys to free the other prisoners. I took another set of keys from a nail in the wall and started to help him

"There is a condition for my help." I walked up to the first man, inserted the key into his shackles, and said at the same time,"You will sail this ship with me."

"You want me to go to hell with you, man……"

Suddenly, there was a violent explosion outside, making the two of them subconsciously want to hide. Then, a burst of gunfire began to be heard on the deck.

Immediately afterwards, the lower deck door was opened, and Leon appeared outside the door holding a Thompson submachine gun.

"Lyon?"

"Come on, the hurricane is coming!"

Subsequently, Edward, Adewale and themselves jumped onto the Sea Wolf. Before the three of them could stand firm, a second strong wind blew, causing the ship to tremble violently again. And the sky also darkened, preparing for this battle. It was a suitable background and a warning for the coming hurricane.

The strong wind beat against the ship again and again, and the wind became stronger and stronger. Leon could see the Isbanian soldiers falling into confusion, fearful of the approaching storm. , and feared the escaped prisoners, both of which they were unable to contend with.

Just as we raised the sails, the first hurricane blew over. The strong wind took us away from the port, and I turned my head to look at the stern of the ship. Seeing that the remaining ships of the treasure fleet were being hit by violent storms.

At first, their sails swayed crazily left and right, like a pendulum out of control. When the storm hit, the ships began to collide. They did not raise their sails. , but just sit back and wait for death. When I saw the hurricane smashing them into pieces, I couldn't help but feel happy.

The air around us seemed to be getting colder and colder. I saw clouds gathering above my head, and they flew across the sky quickly. , covering the sun. The next second, strong winds, heavy rain and waves were crashing towards us.

The waves around us seemed to be growing continuously, turning into towering mountains of sea water. Each wave seemed to drown us and throw us away. Toward the trough between the waves.

The waves washed over the deck. People clung to the hatches. I heard screams as several unfortunate sailors were swept overboard by the waves.

They extinguished the galley fire and blocked the Every hatch and door. Only the bravest and most experienced sailors dare to climb the rope ladder at this time and try to control the sail.

The sky is mottled with dark clouds, but from time to time a ray of sunshine will appear, as if the sun has been They were kept as prisoners behind: as if the weather was mocking us.

But we went on, three men at the tiller, and several more climbing on the rigging, as if flying a monstrous kite— —They were trying to get us out of the storm.

Slowing down meant surrender, and surrender meant death.

But they didn't die, not one of them.

Behind them, the rest of the Treasure Fleet came into the harbor. It was smashed to pieces, and only the ship containing the prisoners we had rescued succeeded in escaping, and the few members of the crew swore allegiance to Lyon, Edward, and Adéwale, and accepted Edward's offer to sail immediately to the port of Nassau.

We are finally going to Nassau. The Leon father and son will also meet the famous pirate kings Edward and Benjamin in history.

And once again join the Pirate Republic that I miss so much.