Becoming The Villain's Family

Chapter 104

Midnight.

In the dark night sea, only the sound of waves and the crowing of seagulls echoed occasionally.

“There, there.”

Said the navigator, pointing to the pier of the island in the distance.

It was the hideout of the Underhill Slaves.

The navigator, who had been looking around for a while, rode down between the shores of the island and found a naturally created blind spot. He drove the ship there and anchored it.

“Why did they keep the ships sparsely anchored?”

Aria asked in a puzzled voice.

“What? You can see that?”

Vincent leaned against the railing, opened his eyes, and looked intently toward his pier.

It was already far away and it was night, so he couldn’t see anything except a few flashes of light.

“There are three ships here and there.”

Aria roughly explained the situation at the pier.

There were three large ships, a medium ship, and a small ship, and only the middle ship had people coming and going. It was a large ship that was anchored in the most remote location.

“What is your sight?”

Vincent stopped working on futile things and recalled what Aria had said.

“Looking at the size of the large ship, it must be a ship carrying slaves, and the middle ship seems to be a cargo ship. The purpose of the small ship is unknown…”

She tilted her head.

“Something is strange. It would be easier to manage the slaves if they were anchored side by side.”

It was a natural choice in order to save the movement. If there is no reason, who else would go through the trouble of going back and forth on the same road twice needlessly?

“Yeah. It would take double the time.”

Aria agreed with Vincent.

It was far wiser for them to put the ships in a position where they could be bridged to each other, even in case of a surprise attack. It was the basics.

‘I’m sure there’s no way they don’t know that.’

Besides, the ship carrying slaves should be monitored most closely, but they put it in the most remote place. What if the slaves run away by taking advantage of the neglect of surveillance?

‘Confident that the slaves will never escape? Or was it that they let their guard down so they wouldn’t have to keep a good security guard nearby and not watch it?’

Even so, it was a very unconventional decision.

Wasn’t it the merchant guild of the world’s best slaves? It’s not like they had done business for just a day or two, so why was this absurd…….

“Isn’t it because it’s just a hiding place?”

Then Cloud intervened.

“I wish everyone in the world was as simple as Sir.”

Vincent stopped what he was thinking and replied sarcastically.

“About the location where the ship was anchored, isn’t it a minor issue. The given time is not enough, so I don’t think it’s necessary to think too deeply about that.”

“Hmm…….”

Vincent couldn’t read the minds of the slave traders in the end. It was hurting his self-esteem, though.