492 I bestow you with strength! (1/2)
Canbi lifted his head in astonishment, his mouth widening in silence. Yet his gaze quickly shifted to a resolute and carnal one.
”Aye! Cap’n, I’ll take care of it!”
2 minutes later. Soaked in blood, Canbi very viciously lugged Jeter’s head over.
In general, the state of affairs between pirates were terribly aghast. Occasionally, bloody fights would erupt, while mutinies would be incited to banish their captains. (As what happened to the beloved Jack Sparrow, which doesn’t need mentioning....)
Nevertheless, Chevalle remained an individual of principle and justice. Internal strife was absolutely prohibited amongst his crew. Once an incident occurs, both parties would be hung! With Canbi’s murderous deed, he had expressed his loyalty to Sheyan; utterly breaking off any prospect of returning to Captain Chevalle’s pirate fleets.
Observing this scene, Sheyan stood up and gestured for Canbi to take a knee. Then, he pulled out his saber and placed it on his shoulder.
”To reward your devotion…..I, Seaman Yan from the east, shall deprive Blood-Anchor’s strength and bestow it to ye. I hope you can exercise this strength to serve me well! However, this strength contains an immense risk. Once it exceeds the limitations of your body, you will face the brunt of its deadliness. Will ye accept this?”
Upon hearing Sheyan’s words, Canbi raised his head in doubt.
”Cap’n, It be rumored Blood-Anchor’s strength is bestowed by a wicked witch who fornicated wit’ his ol’man. I heard it flows deep within his veins. Cap’n….ye, how can ye deprive his strength?”
Sheyan replied indifferently.
”This is my affair. You only need to consider this, will ye accept?”
Canbi was taken aback as he replied.
”To obtain powerful strength, I be willin’ to pay any price!”
Upon hearing Canbi’s words, many marines and pirates revealed expressions of disbelief on their faces, as they whispered privately beneath. Instead, Commander Bath who had since been tied up exposed a despising countenance, as he thought with firm disdain.
”This moron is actually attempting to toy with these cunning and rapacious pirates, isn’t he courting death? Aren’t pirates scum who only eyes tangible gain? Without seeing actual strength, who would believe? Anyone can spew pompous words of deception, but only pirates wouldn’t buy such flattery.”
However, Sheyan couldn’t care less about others, as he handed over the pair of ‘Ogre Gloves’ to Canbi; allowing him to wear them. Evidently, Canbi had way of examining the properties of this equipment, but could only pretend to laud over this exceedingly ordinary gloves before Sheyan’s stern gaze. Then, he bowed before Sheyan to express his gratitude, which was clearly just a superficial reaction.
Concurrently, the private whispers of the pirates grew louder, as though a clamorous gale had blew across them. One could sense the morale of everyone turning unstable. Canbi could clear sense this upheaval, as his face grew excruciatingly ugly while looking at Sheyan; appearing slightly terrified and bewildered.
No doubt, this was already part of Sheyan’s calculations. He suddenly ordered Canbi in an amicable manner.
”Though Blood-Anchor is dead, his cumbersome anchor is inconveniencing our operations, while I’ve seen many simply winding past it when cleaning up the deck. Bring that grand anchor to me, but note, you alone are sufficient to carry out this effortless task.”
Blood-Anchor’s strength was 33 points, and scaled to a peak of 66 points after equipping the gloves. Naturally, shifting the gigantic anchor would be beyond light for Canbi, whose strength had reached 35 points even without wearing the gloves.
Undoubtedly, when Canbi heard this order, he couldn’t help becoming startled. Deep within his heart, he doubted that Sheyan possessed such a mystical ability; thinking his captain was merely exhibiting a mere symbolic ceremony. Thus, he responded with great hesitation.
”Cap’n…...me wounds are not well after receiving cuts. Besides, that large anchor be normally carried by six of Blood-Anchor’s men...”
Truthfully speaking, Canbi was rather quick-witted. Not only did his words offer Sheyan a way out of embarrassment, it also completely preserved his own face; being unable to shift it due to his bodily wounds. Moreover, he further seized the opportunity to emphasised the difficulty of requiring six to lift it. How would he expect, that Sheyan’s face would turn downcast after listening to him, as he admonished.
”If I proclaim that ye are capable, then ye shall surely accomplish it! Even if I slice off your limbs, as long as I tell you to, then have faith for miracles can happen!”
Sheyan was practically roaring out his words with a snarling tone. Not a single word missed the ears of anyone on board. At this instant, the discussions and suspicions of their hearts were totally overlapped by their curiosity. Everyone’s gaze had congealed on Canbi!
Old Bath’s face also revealed an expression of disbelief, as he stammered to himself; as though wanting to speak up, but ultimately failing to do so. Only his pair of eyes remained tightly fixated on Canbi.