Evil always comes from courage

Sailor Abraham Bunir, who had been silent for a long time, seemed to be squeezed out. He sat alone in the stern of the boat with his back to them, looking at the sea, and suddenly said;

"You can blame me, but I will never feel guilty about it. I have no reason to persuade them."

Sailor Abraham Bunir's words were like a dry fruit. After listening to his words, Henry Jane felt sour in his heart.

He knew that in that situation, no one could do anything. It was because of self-blame that he That's why he said this.

Mr. Abraham Bunir did nothing wrong, so how could he blame him like this? Henry Jane lowered his eyes, feeling uncomfortable in his heart. He could only call out in a low and cautious voice. a sound;

"Mr. Abraham Bunir……"

"No, I understand, I should have figured it out a long time ago."

Chef Stuart Taylor's condition has improved a lot. When he heard what sailor Abraham Bunir said, his eyes turned red.

He covered his eyes with his hands, as if he wanted to Blocking his own cowardice and grief, although he tried his best to hold it back, he was still choked;

"Although Laxa Marlow is an alcoholic, he is not a bad person. As for Terrence Harris, I didn't notice it."

Henry Jane didn't know what she should say to comfort them, so she just called in a low voice;

"Chef Stuart Taylor……"

As time passed like sand, Henry Jane's heart became colder and colder, as if falling into an ice cellar.

In that dreamlike Asili, only the burned-out wreckage of the whaler Caitlin was scattered on the sea.

Three days had passed since the sinking of the Caitlin. They were barely holding on with some fruits they had salvaged. Those dense and outrageous swarms of whales had long since disappeared, and they had given up hope and were drifting on the sea..

They were lost and couldn't find their way home, not to mention how such a dilapidated raft could possibly take them home across the coast.

The sun during the day was like a furnace, almost drying people out, and the sea breeze at night was bitingly cold. Without fresh water and food, they couldn't survive for a few days.

In the early morning of the fourth day, Henry Jane vaguely saw a small boat. When he climbed up from the boat and looked around, his heart also jumped for joy.

That's, that's Sailor Laxa Maro and the others!

"Wake up, wake up, wake up, it's Sailor Laxa Marlow and the others, they are still alive!"

Henry Jane suddenly became energetic. Yes, he saw it right. His eyesight is very good. That person is Sailor Laxa Marlowe!

He has thought a lot in the past three days. He always thought that Laxa Marlowe was the sailor. Sailor Luo will never come back. He always thought that one day a small boat would appear on the sea, and the person on it was Mr. Caspar Colin.

He never thought about the scene in front of him. How could this be possible? Didn't it surprise him?

He woke up Abraham Burnier and the cook Stuart Taylor. Everyone on the ship was awakened by his excited shouts.

Henry Jane stood up from the ship. , waving his arms high and shouting the name desperately

"Mr. Laxa Malo! We are here! Mr. Laxa Malo!"

Tears had already blurred his eyes. He only knew that he was still alive and they were still alive...