Chapter 1003 - The Determined Crow Face
Hamunaptra, the city of the dead.
Those words stung in Old Crow's mind.
He wanted to know what army was hidden there that didn't fear the pirate organization.
This guy did say that Hamunaptra was an ancient city that no one knew of, meaning that it was very hidden.
Bottom line, only members would know where it was.
Just thinking about it made him itchy.
This could be a great discovery that could boost the pirates of the Morgs altogether.
At the same time, it was also too risky.
But, before they ever took action, they needed to send in spies to study the place and scope out any info... If they ever found this city called Hamunaptra.
Of course, with this guy still alive, they would do everything to make him talk.
Heh. Once they reached the pirate organization, they would hand him over to the torturers there, who had one of the most brutal methods in this world.
It wasn't just hype when people said that Morgany was superior in assassination techniques, skills and tortures.
Old Crow Face didn't believe that they wouldn't be able to make this guy talk.
Just as planned, he decided that they would stay for a bit in the city for a few days before heading back to the ship.
They only stayed to search thoroughly, just in case the boy was still here, which he highly doubted.
These people from the eye of Horus should be rushing off to send him out of Pyno as soon as possible.
Again, he didn't know the exact coastal region they might choose to depart from.
But the closest one was the same one that they had docked their pirate sh.i.p.s on.
So there was a higher chance that it was the same one.
Of course, he knew he could be wrong.
But wasn't it better to try than to regret?
This, he decided that he would talk to 2 of the lead crewmates who were still searching for this guy's comrades that disappeared earlier on.
He would talk to them about everything, and the 3 of them would make a decision.
Of course, he would advise that they leave at most, after 3 days of thoroughly searching for the boy.
After they left, they would hand over the matter to the council members, who would continue the search, even covering up more space, throughout the neighbouring towns, villages and cities.
The search would continue for as long as it needed to go.
In fact, it would continue until news of the boy resurfaces again... Even if it took years.
For Old Crow Face, he felt it important to quickly take this assassin to headquarters as fast as he could.
Of course, along the way, he would try using force to make the guy talk.
But no matter how much he used force, he had to be careful not to be excessive.
People were more prone to illness and death on the seas.
The fact that water, food, medical health, and so many things were taken in moderate quantities... meant that they didn't have enough to spare.
Even if they saw other pirate crews out there, everyone was very protective of their food.
After all, some sh.i.p.s had to dock and patrol the same spot for months.
They could only leave when their replacements came.
So food, beverages... Mainly spring water in barrels, were treated like gold.
There were also dangers like facing crazy sea creatures, natural disasters and other chaotic things out there.
There was a case where a whirlpool appeared out of nowhere, allowing 34 pirate sh.i.p.s all at once.
The seas were as deadly and dangerous as ever.
That said, if one got I'll while at sea, he/she was more likely to die than if they were on land.
So if he used too much force, this guy might die before he even got to Morgany.
With everything sorted out in his head, Old Crow turned to face the other pirates.
"Search him!"
Instantly, a few others came forth and patted Josh's body for any blades or hidden weapons.
They took away his dagger before finally holding him like a sacrifice.
One person held his left leg, another his right leg, right arm and finally his left arm.
They opened him up, with each of his limbs being carried by another person.
Relying on a single person to carry him during this bad slippery weather was a recipe for sister.
Not to talk of the fact that it would slow them down.
So they carried him thus.
"Alright. Let's head back and reunite with the rest."
With that, the pirates left the forest.
Josh closed his eyes to rest a bit.
Well. Everything went according to plan, and the bit was still safe.
Hopefully, they don't get discovered.
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Meanwhile, back within the cave at the side of the cliff, the little boy's fever had finally come down a bit.
During the long run, when Josh carried him, he had forcefully opened his eyes several times to see the person who had taken him away.
His emotions changed from fear to relief.
Looking around the cave, he realized that he was properly taken care of, meaning whoever took him meant no harm.
He was sleeping in one of those new Baymardian sleeping bags, which worked as both a soft pillow and a blanket, keeping him warm up here at this high altitude.
Even though he had been unconscious, he remembered and could even taste bits and pieces of soup in his mouth.
It looked like they fed him a broth to fill his belly.
It's just that he wasn't sure whether they were foe or not since the language they spoke was something foreign.
Remembering his only guardian who died to save his life, the little boy couldn't help tearing up a bit.
He knew that in Deiferus, men never showed grief or shed tears, but because he had always been brought up to be distant from the Deifers, he and his guardian had a different way of thinking.
Unlike the Deifer men who never shed tears, even in private... The 5-year-old him sniffed in pain, crying silently.
He wanted to avenge his uncle. But what could he do?
He was now alone, with no one to help him.
At times, he felt like giving up his life in this cruel world.
He didn't even know who his parents were.
But his uncle did tell him that he didn't have a father.
So the person who sent him here to protect him should be his mother. Meaning she was in danger somewhere.
For her sacrifice, he decided not to die but to save her.
The question now was, how should he go about it?