But just as the three of them were about to leave the hold, suddenly a scream was heard from the deck that echoed throughout the ship.

"Man overboard!!... Man overboard!!" The lookout shouted at the top of his lungs.

Hearing this, William became upset and quickly went up to the deck to see what had happened, but when he arrived, he noticed that everyone who was supposed to operate the deck on this shift was still on the ship.

And the rest of the boys who were sleeping in the cabins had woken up to lend a hand outside.

"Who fell into the water, Tomy?" William said nervously.

The lookout pointed to the far right as he reached for the life preserver.

William noticed that several sailors were already crowding around to watch the fallen man, trying to see how they could help the situation.

But the one coming from the scene in the hold was approaching the far right of the ship with some caution, his left hand gripping his flintlock pistol and preparing to fire.

Upon arrival, he noticed a malnourished man whom he could not recognize as one of his sailors.

The man was floating on a wooden box, looking at the ship's sailors and weakly pleading for help.

From a quick inspection, Wiliam noted that the castaway looked quite normal from a sailor's point of view.

That is to say something ugly for the vast majority of women, with one or two teeth less and with few hairs on the head, by appearance it seemed to be about 28-35 years old

And the most remarkable thing about him would be his abnormally battered physique and the fact that he was only wearing a patchwork, dirty cloth tunic.

But William distrusted the situation, clearly what was happening was not even half normal, recently one of his men offended a God and almost instantly they find a man lost in the ocean.

He had sailed this route before, although it was not very dangerous, he knew well that the ocean was a capricious whore and eager for human life…. And the unsuspecting marines were the first to satisfy her.

"Captain, what do we do? We get him on board, right?" The lookout asked that he was arriving with the lifeguard.

But before he could reply, old Ron reminded him of his fears by muttering:

"You have to be careful captain, layers is a sea beast disguised as a human.... for a normal human it is already quite difficult to survive in these waters above a ship, it is much rarer to see someone coming out of a shipwreck alive"

William contemplated the situation, for his part Ron was right, if this thing was not human, and they raised him his decision could kill them all, on the other hand, if this boy shipwrecked by a sea beast that prowls this part of the ocean, he most likely could warn her and be prepared to confront her.

In short, this boy could be a divine help or a curse….the point is that he didn't know.

"Captain?" insisted the lookout when he saw that there was no answer.

William knew that his decision would affect the course of this trip….so he took some time looking at the boy pleading with him on top of the box before deciding.

"Ricardo, go find some fresh water"

"Ron, go get a musket and don't stop aiming while he questioned him, if you notice anything out of the ordinary you shoot him without asking"

"Tomy, grab some guys and watch the sea to see if you notice anything strange or any other castaway"

"Guys, prepare your ass in case things get complex"

"For the rest, get on this poor devil" Said the captain observing his sailors