Becoming The Villain's Family

Chapter 103

“Hey, you always have a lot of useless worries. If you’re scared, you’ll die.”

A man told him to stop.

He had a hook on his severed left hand instead of a prosthetic arm.

“If we do this safely, we are no longer wanted criminals. Let’s leave this damn sea and step on the bare ground, huh?”

They were from pirates.

At one time, they ruled the sea like a king, plundering and killing. They were proud of their ever-rising notoriety and bounty.

‘But now it’s all a thing of the past.’

It was all about the youthful days.

They wanted to get rid of their past and live a normal life. They were sick of being chased around with the feeling of life that was being threatened all the time.

“If we go on like this, our lives will be obvious. I’m sure someday we’ll be hanging around the gallows from our neck as an example.”

“You just need to feed the drug periodically until they arrive, and then hand it over to the lab. What could be easier than this?”

Once they did this, they were no longer criminals.

“Yes. Marry a woman, hehe.”

“Even if you’re not a criminal, is there any woman who would want to marry you?”

“What? What’s the difference with you?”

Hooked hands and one-eye clashed and fought.

Why were both of them so passionate about hopeless things? The man with the bushy beard looked at them pathically and shook his head. And he looked up and down at Winter, who had lost his consciousness.

‘It’s going to be okay.’

He couldn’t go back once he had come this far.

He struggled to shake off the rising anxiety.

After taking motion sickness pills, Vincent became energetic.

While the master navigator brought the meals, they gathered in the dining room and started setting up the plot.

“While Brother was looking for a ship, we got minimal information from the information guild, but it will not be accurate as it is information we got in a hurry.”

Vincent gave a rough estimate of the size of the Underhill Slave ship.

There were three ships in all, and the largest sailing boat has a crew of 50 and can accommodate 300 people.

It was quite large for a slave ship.

“Since it’s a slave trader, they’re sure to smuggle it through the ‘lowest place’, which is a place with messy public security. By then, it’s already too late. We have to find another way.”

Aria had no intention of waiting for them to land.

“Can’t we retake it from the middle of the sea?”

“Are you serious?”

“……”

“During the voyage, the vigilance must be at its peak, but what if we got hit by a cannon and sink? No matter how fast we speed up in the first place, will we be able to catch up with them, since we started so late?”

“……”

“Or can the Siren’s song block artileries or speed up sailing?”

Vincent pointed out Aria’s reckless plan poignantly.