Situations similar to his appeared among those crew members, who also longed for a plunder to turn their fortunes around.
Even the old man stood up shakily, facing the sea breeze, as if he had returned to those days, to the final moments of plundering Hamlet!
Piles of Gold Coins, women whose skin seemed to glisten with moisture, wild and reckless slaughter... just thinking of these made his dry, tree-like body shake uncontrollably, his face twisted into a sinister grin.
But suddenly, the ship's tremor brought everyone back to reality.
"What's happening?"
"Did we hit a reef?"
"No! What's in the water?"
Someone noticed a fleeting shadow on the surface of the sea.
The captain hurriedly leaned over the edge to look down, but there was nothing on the water.
"Damn it! Where's anything? Say something out of line again, and I'll cut you down!"
At this moment, a more intense jolt came, followed by people running out of the cabin shouting.
