Quick Wear: Reversing Life

Chapter 299 The Imprisoned Mermaid (18)

Not only that, there are musket holes on both sides of the cabin.

This is not a function that ordinary merchant ships would be equipped with.

"Listen, change your strategy. Be quiet when boarding the ship. Prioritize surprise attacks and seize control of the deck and key positions as quickly as possible."

"Yes! Sir."

Reg asked four sailors to board the ship from the stern first, quietly deal with the patrolmen, and then board the ship from the deck at the bow with the remaining few people.

As soon as he boarded the ship, Reg fired his pistol. The gunner who stayed on the ship not far away heard the signal and immediately lit the fuse and fired the musket ammunition, which quickly hit the deck.

"There are pirates! There are pirates! Beware! Beware!"

There was chaos on the deck. Reg pulled out his pistol and killed a few people, then went all the way to the control room.

At this time, the captain of the Dutch fleet was talking to the helmsman in the control room. When he heard the noise, he was shocked and immediately took out the pistol from his waistband.

Before he could finish his words, the helmsman next to him was shot in the head.

The captain quickly sought cover.

Then he found the right moment and fired a shot at the window behind him.

There was no movement behind him, so the captain waited for a while and cautiously stuck his head out. Unexpectedly, a shadow suddenly fell in front of him, and the scimitar followed.

The captain's pupils shrank, and he quickly pulled the trigger—

The knife is fast, but the bullet is faster.

Although Reg dodged to the side, the bullet still hit his arm and the pain came instantly.

The scimitar in his hand was pressed against the captain's throat, piercing the skin.

...

This ship was obviously not an ordinary merchant ship. It took a lot of effort to rob the English ship last time.

But the fleet was finally brought under control.

The Dutch people had their hands and feet tied with ropes and were thrown under the mast on the deck.

Mark led his men to pry open the cargo hold door and found that in addition to the regular food reserves and drinking water, there was also a large number of ammunition and weapons.

Mark was shocked and quickly told Reg about it.

After hearing this, Reg stared at the captain beside him with his green eyes.

There was a blood mark on the captain's neck. Unlike the English captain who cried bitterly last time, the captain of the Dutch fleet was pale, but he said nothing, as if he was thinking about how to turn the situation around.

Reg didn't say anything, waiting for Mark to clean the hull to make sure nothing was missed.

Seeing that Reg didn't say anything, Captain Netherlands began to get anxious.

"Your Excellency doesn't seem like an ordinary pirate. I am willing to give you most of our food, just to spare our lives."

Reg sneered and glanced at the ropes on him: "What qualifications do you have to negotiate with me?"

"Now, I just need to throw you into the sea one by one, and this ship will belong to me."

Captain Ned Land was shocked: "No! No!"

At this time, the sun gradually rose and the mist gradually dissipated. Captain Netherlands saw a large ship not far away, with the Dutch flag on the ship fluttering in the wind.

"Are you Dutch too? Oh my God! Since we are all from the same tribe, please give us a way out!"

Reg sneered: "Who is from the same tribe as you?"

Captain Ned Land was stunned for a moment.

Not Dutch?

Captain Netherlands looked closely at Reg's tall and strong body, his wild and handsome appearance, and his pair of sharp green eyes.

An incredible guess gradually emerged in his mind.

"Y-You are...Prince Reger of Castile?"

The captain's eyes widened, his tone sounded questioning, but the expression on his face seemed to confirm his guess.

The curve of Reg's mouth widened, but there was no smile in his eyes.

"Congratulations, you got the answer right. As a reward—"

"How about a reward of meeting God?"

The sinister voice seemed to come from the whisper of Satan from hell, and the captain's face turned pale.

The Netherlands was originally a region under the Holy Roman Empire. Later, the Roman emperor gave the northern Netherlands to his son, and from then on the Netherlands became an area under the jurisdiction of Castile.

But soon the Dutch began to resist Castile's persecution of Protestants, and in recent years large-scale riots have occurred in the north, seeking to overthrow Castile's rule.

Reg guessed that the arms on the ship were probably destined for the northern Netherlands.

"Supporting riots and smuggling arms."

"The Dutch are so bold."

Captain Netherlands was completely disheartened. Their luck was so bad that they met the Prince of Castile!

There is really no way out now.

He saw his crew members being thrown into the sea one by one.

The captain closed his eyes and made the sign of cross on his chest.

Without this batch of arms, it is unknown whether the resistance army can succeed.

When it was his turn, at the moment he was thrown into the sea, he shouted loudly: "Long live the Netherlands——"

...

After all the goods on the Dutch ship were emptied, Reger ordered the ship to break into the cabin with a musket.

Soon the merchant ship began to take on water and sink under the watchful eyes of everyone.

Eventually it sank below the horizon.

But Reg did not witness this scene. He was worried about the mermaid in the bedroom. While his sailors were carrying cargo, he hurried back to his ship despite the gunshot wound in his arm.

After going up to the second floor, the moment I saw Molly, my heart, which had been hanging in the air, finally settled down, but it rose again before it even touched the ground.

Because he saw the little mermaid, who had always looked at him coldly and spoken harshly to him, was actually smiling at the sailor who was guarding her.

Molly is laughing!

All that time had passed, and Reg had never seen Molly smile at him.

She always had a cold face and lowered eyes, as if she didn't want to see him.

Even though they were intimate every night, Reg had never seen Molly smile, let alone smile at him!

The wound on his arm was still bleeding, but Reg seemed not to feel it and just stared at Molly.

The expression on Reg's face gradually became colder, and his face was darker than the biggest storm at sea.

Molly saw Reg outside the door, and the smile on her face disappeared instantly.

This made Reg even more furious.

The sailor was holding an empty cup in his hand. When he saw the captain standing outside the door, the expression on his face startled him.

"Captain!"

Reg stared at Molly without saying a word.

The sailor was a little confused, but he was afraid that his fate would be the same as Pike's, so he couldn't stop shaking all over, shaking like a sieve.

Molly said to the sailor, "Please go out and get me a glass of water."

The sailors fled in panic under the captain's cold low pressure.

Reg walked into the bedroom and slammed the door shut!

The light in the room dimmed instantly, and Reg's green eyes looked particularly vicious in the room.

He walked closer to Molly step by step, his boots creaking on the floor, his eyes never leaving Molly.

"Little Molly...why are you smiling at him?"?

"What did he do to you?"

"You bewitched him...?"

Reg became angrier as he spoke, and one could tell from his tone that his anger was gradually approaching critical point.

"—What deal did you make?"