*Knock* ... *Knock*

"Come in," Wiliam said, grabbing a gold pistol from the top of the table and pointing it at the door.

Ron walked through the door and saw his friend pointing at him, he seemed unconcerned, but then he looked with disgust at the empty captain's decanter.

"Did something happen, first officer?" The captain asked without taking his aim at Ron.

"Something always happens on this fucking ship, another one died, this time it was Alberto" Ron said sitting on the captain's bed staring at the barrel of the gun pointed at his forehead.

"What a shame..." The captain said, without caring much, the situation was so bad that he just wanted to get to port alive.

"Who killed him?" The captain asked and then schedule it in the logbook.

"The boys, the strangest thing, is that Alberto used a gun, he was practically committing suicide with the two boys, although I suppose you already know, the noise resonated throughout the ship." Ron said throwing himself on the bed looking at the ceiling, it seemed that the captain was the psychologist and Ron the patient, but this psychologist was pointing a gun at his patient.

"It's been a while since they attacked the boys, since that incident the boys seemed to produce everything... I guess Lucas gave him one last gift before his death" The captain said somewhat annoyed, if those two elusive boys were attacked, and above for pistols, it would seem that the problem went up another level.

"The boys stopped following orders a long time ago, only the basic ones that allow us to reach port are the ones that they obey, or we force them to obey." The captain complained, this trip had been shit in psychological terms for him, as for the monetary issue, not so much, in short, there are fewer salaries to pay.

"Are there rumors of any other mutiny?" Said the captain nervously, as he lowers his gun, it would seem that there are still no issues on Ron's part, for a long time he doubted the information that Lucas gave him, for him, everyone was affected.

"No, the last term with three people hanged on the sail, and they're still there rotting in plain sight..." Ron complained, for him, it was an exaggeration to use a policy only seen on pirate ships on this ship, but he knew that the captain was getting more and more nervous, so he didn't press the issue much.

"Anyway, you should get out of this cabin for a bit and get some fresh air, you haven't been out for 3 weeks..." Ron said, worried about his friend's mental state after everything that had happened, he trusted Lucas's information, after all he wasn't lying when he said that all the other crew members would lose their minds.

"I suffered an attempted mutiny, Ron, the third in my career... Do you think I can trust anyone on this ship?" William complained.

"I don't know why you're paying so much attention to it, you might as well unite everyone on this ship that you couldn't kill me in my sleep, in fact quite a few have already tried ha ha ha" Ron laughed, he seemed to have unbelievably great confidence in itself.

"I already know that, but I was just a merchant all my life, I die from a bullet in the chest, not everyone has your luck... I just want these two weeks to pass, and we reach the port once and for all, since we started of the church disappeared, only misfortune follows us, luckily we found a lost Lupine, otherwise the galleon would have killed us all". Wiliam said, hugging the metal box on his desk, the girl's head had long since disappeared and now one could find the head of a sailor in his place.

"It's only two more weeks, we're going to get out alive, we always do, Wily" Ron said getting up from the bed with a jolt.

"...Yes, we always do..." The captain murmured somewhat more animatedly.

"Do you think it's possible to remove his weapons, without proving another mutiny?" WIliam asked, thinking about these two tough weeks ahead.

"I am afraid not, many would manage to hide them around the ship and obtain more power than the rest, those who remain sane put more faith in the weapons in their pockets than in our words, if we take them away we cry out for another mutiny." . Ron said, trying to come up with ideas to improve everyone's life this week.

"It's not that I was worried about the mutiny itself, I'm just worried about having to kill more people, if the result is still dead, it's no use taking the weapons from the sailors...".

"Wily, I'm tired of seeing my boys killing each other, I didn't desert the army to continue killing people, much less, the same boys I saw grow up as my own children" . Ron said somewhat embarrassed by the shitty situation they were in living.

"Not long now, Ron, a few more days, and it's all over, we're going to have to start all over again, we're a bit old this time, but experience is the most expensive merchandise we carry in Old Ana" . Wiliam said with a smile sad.