The two shrews looked angry and did not smell alcohol. Obviously, they would rather participate in the rum party on the shore to mourn Yalai than as left-behind crew members, greet a group of captains, watch them have ulterior motives and act in the scene.

Sarah followed the twins to the fore deck and recorded that the weapons were placed in the middle of three boxes, and a huge bronze cannon was placed on the black cannon next to it.

The blackened muzzle is now sealed with wax, and Captain Yalai is wrapped in sails, marinated in rum, vinegar and camphor, ready to embark on a journey to sink into the sea.

"The side of the ship is a safe place." Sarah whispered to Kasha with a bronze cannon, "There is no Yalai's body inside, it is equipped with special shotguns. Even if it is not as powerful as that of ordinary cannons, we will be injured without any defense."

Kasha nodded, she knew the power of the naval gun.

Next to the cannon, a figure with wide shoulders stood there motionless.

He was wrapped in a long robe covered with colorful scales, and the edges of the fish-head-shaped cap were lined with razor-like fangs.

Under the serrated cap, the snake-call priest wore a hollow coral mask, and a dried squid in front of his eyes and forehead, with two eye holes rudely. The priest was looking at the captains gathered here.

The priest was invited to preside over the captain's funeral, which was a rare glory, because the Baru people were unwilling to have too much contact with the Bilgewater people. In their eyes, the people of Bigang were not much better than the undead of Soul-Earing Night.

However, if this priest is pretending, the above problem will be solved.

Sarah met the Snake Caller Priest, narrowed her eyes meaningfully, and then looked elsewhere.

She turned to see Kahn and the others had mixed into the deck.

The wide deck was filled with various bandits from Bilgewater, all of whom attended in great costumes, competing for beauty, and dressed more and more sexy than the other.

Long windbreaker, bright leather boots, top hats... and quaint armor - if you accidentally fall into the water, you can drag the wearer down the sea.

If it weren't for holding Kasha's slender waist with one hand, Kahn would have thought he had come to the comic exhibition. The pirates were working hard to show their financial resources, but their aesthetics were uneven, so they would force themselves to put their bodies on any value.

Sarah came to them and asked in a low voice, "Didn't you let you lean towards the side of the ship?"

"It's too early to worry about it now. I'm thinking about the end before the opening starts." Kahn said to her in a flash: "Many people are looking at us."

Sarah found herself knowing many captains on the deck, usually those who had fought and fought with wine, and some of them had only heard of them.

But everyone here knows her.

With purple hair, fair skin, and confident temperament, Sarah Doom is hard not to be paid attention to no matter where it is.

On this boat, she is a wild rose among the poisonous thorns. However, after tonight, the thorn bushes will be rooted, and the remaining roses will grow freely on the clear soil, and the branches will stand out.

"The Moon Python is much more stable than the Siren." Kasha walked away from Kahn, stood apart with her legs and felt the touch under her feet. This was the first time she had boarded the Moon Python.

"Seldom ships are as stable as hers," said Sarah. "I admit that the Siren can't compare to this."

"The Siren is still young, and the Moon Python is already an old girl." A tall man spoke out, wearing a seal leather jacket, a fish-scale vest on his outside, and a big hat on his head, and an embossed turban with tentacles on his forehead.

"Although Yalai is stingy, he and the Moon Python have created a bloody legend that has been decades... They once sank Duckwell's glory, and even opened several holes in the red Noxtola. Unfortunately, the fog in the mud town was rescued and the skin that should have been dying was saved."

"Then he is dead now." Sarah looked at the visitor, and under her hat was a pair of energetic eyes, and her mind had not been destroyed by bad wine.

"Byne, serve you, Captain Doom." He bowed to Sarah, and then extended a hand to her.

"Captain Byrne, you're here too." Sarah held his hand in leather gloves and then separated.

Byrne is one of Sarah's few ally, but he does not have his own ship now and has a gang of about a hundred people under his command.

"Come here and try my luck. My previous ship has sunk. I can't be considered a captain without a ship." Byrne said with a smile. He told everyone that he had a ship before, for fear that others would not call him a captain.

"Then I wish you good luck." Sarah said sincerely, wishing this ally a little better and not just die on the ship.

"I'll go somewhere to have a drink." Byrne felt that the atmosphere was wrong and did not bother him anymore. He turned around and left to find the rum barrel.

"Sister Sarah, those people are here too." Kasha pointed to the captain's crowd around the rum barrel under the foremast, and three familiar figures were casting cold eyes at them.

"Who are they?" Kahn asked.

"It's just the three captains who attended the meeting last time." Kasha said that although Kahn followed him last time, he did not see the three of them.

Sarah set out and walked over, joined the crowd with a smile: "You don't even call me when you drink. Do you think I'm a woman and underestimate my alcohol tolerance?"

"No, but this wine is really not delicious." The alcoholic old man giggled and laughed and smoothed out: "I suspect that they did not stuff Yalai's body into the cannon, but into the barrel."

He had already drunk a lot of wine, and his old face seemed drunk, but after seeing Sarah, he immediately sobered up most of the time.

"Ph." The bald crow, who was as proud as gold, spat a sip of wine at the deck: "Roasted wine."

"A inferior rum is not worthy of a beauty like you." Pityr, with a blonde hair, poured the wine in his glass on the deck and said calmly: "Alai has many names - cruel old bastard, ruthless captain, experienced killer. But he has no reputation in diet."

"Is that true?" Sarah looked at the golden teeth in Pilt's mouth being amused from the bottom of her heart. It was Kasha who knocked her off for her. She always felt that the beating was really good.

Pitil saw the meaning of Sarah's smile and immediately shut up and kept silent.

"I'll go and make it easier if I drink too much."

After standing silently for a while, the three of them found reasons to leave. The other captains who were left here also dispersed. Sarah was like a plague god, causing the pirate group to end early.

"To some extent, you are a captain, you are pretty good, and everyone is afraid of you." Kahn brought Kasha to say sarcastic words.
Chapter completed!