The Ultimate Evolution - Chapter 518

Chapter 518: Seeking refuge

"I’m the third mate of the Flying Dutch man, you know that aye?"

"Aye."

"Therefore, I will bring the origin of this curse, the Aztec Gold, back to the east to research; in hopes that one day, the necromancers there can dispel it and free me from this nightmare. This is my ultimate goal....my apologies, Mr Gibbs. Now that you know too much, if you don’t cooperate with me, you know, dead men tell no tales. Do you reckon I possess such capabilities?"

"Blimey! I never wanted ye to divulge all these."

"That isn’t important, the crux is that you have heard and remembered. Thus, you can either choose to follow me and live, or perish."
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"Mayhaps I be treated like a First Mate along the journey, then I’ll leave with you? Aye, I’m guessin’ you should have a good ship. Otherwise, how be ye gunna rescue the man at Port Royal? Let me be clear, me feet would never contend to step on damned single-masted boats. A veteran pirate’s dignity be stoppin’ him from ascending up such a degrading ship."

"I commandeered a third rate ship from the British Royal Navy. Perhaps, you may find old comrades on board. Most crucially, she is currently being improved at the dock. Mister Lohan says he will be done remodelling it tomorrow. It should be as swift as the Black Pearl."

Yet right at this instance, a contestant came rushing into the tavern. One could see her panting heavily but immediately exposed a delighted revelation when she saw Joshamee. With a pretty look like hers, her chame was probably oustanding. Moreover, the gown she wore was glittering with silver brilliance, evidently a silver storyline grade equipment.

Joshamee shrugged his shoulders and rejected.

That female immediately swung towards Sheyan, as eyes casted out hateful beams.

Sheyan couldn’t be bothered with her, as he waved a ‘whatever’ gesture towards here. Very soon, another 7-8 contestants came streaming in from outside. Glaring icily at the trio, they appeared to be sketching the trio’s faces to memory before they left. Sheyan suddenly blurted out.

Mogensha hesitated slightly before answering.

Sheyan scoffed insipidly.

Brother Black then pondered, before exclaiming with enlightened revelation.
"I understand now. The reason you wanted Jinkuang to hagger with the old assistant, was obviously to raise the procureme

nt price of our third rate ship. In turn, when the old assistant sells it off, its price would inevitably inflate skyhigh..... In this manner, you can shave off most of the gold guineas in those contestant’s possessions; weakening the potential of their capabilities!"

"Back in my former visit to this pirate of the caribbean world, I had mixed around considerably but only returned with a measly few hundred guineas of fortune. Even though that large scale party possess incredible prowess, and can assemble the different factions of forces…...but at least, we have tentatively limited their mobilizable gold guineas to beneath 10,000 guineas!"

Mogensha asked doubtfully.

Sheyan chuckled.

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A long while elapsed. Suddenly, Blacksail knocked his door requesting for an audience – having matters to report to the captain. Sheyan pondered as he allowed Blacksail in, immediately noticing splendid mood the originally wounded Blacksail was in.

"Cap’n. A priest be wishin’ to join the crew. He be a shoddy priest, an awful pirate but a distinguished physician. I’d personally experienced the wondrous treatments of his art of healin’. Apart from that, his moldy bread crumbs (the penicillium on moldy bread crumbs) had miraculously soothed the fever of me comrades. That be why I be recommedin’ him."

Putting it bluntly, if his former Bell and Mug crew had a reliable physician, the probability of Sheyan’s attempt to cut down Scarface Harry would’ve been limited. Thinking in that perspective, Sheyan nodded.

Quickly following, a brat named Kayto arrived before Sheyan in full reverence. His present style of dressing didn’t differ greatly from other physicians, but obviously the disparity between the present world doctors were vast.

The distinctive trait for selecting a raven was in reverence to the god of death, as ravens were symbols of the god of death in the west. The essence of signification of this mask was to filter one’s respiratory tract from the contaminating bacterias, with its hollow beak interior; designed with special scented materials, with the efficacy identical to a gas mask. Red eye glass pieces were designed to protect their eyes. This mask was known to prevent the physician from the miasma of wickedness.

"Mister Kayto?" Sheyan employed an amiable tone. "Welcome aboard the Hill Maiden, do you prefer coffee or tea?"

"Anything is fine, sir."

"My mate says you are a shoddy priest, an awful pirate but a distinguished physician when he recommended you. I would love to hear your view on that."

"In truth sir, this is a fairly simple story. A young priest fell in love with a nun, but the critical issue is...the nun returned his love. Betraying the laws of their faith, to unite will either meet the fate of persecution on the cross, or flee to the open seas."

Sheyan’s eyes sparkled as he inquired further.

Kayto nodded.

"Very well, Mister Kayto. Your interview stops here, you can wait outside; 2 minutes at most. Oh right, call Ol’Seadog in on the way." Sheyan ordered.

"Any orders for me, cap’n?"

"Escort Kayto his home. If the features of his kids appear closely to his or his wife’s, then allow him to join our crew. Normally, a parent wouldn’t be risking their kids if they were to act as a rat."