Chapter 154 Training
"Clang, clang, clang," whenever the ship's bell tolls, two reactions occur among the crew. One is excitement; sea voyages are simply too monotonous, and whether the bell foretells battle or danger, it releases the sailors' excess hormones.
The old sailors, however, looked helpless. The monotony meant peace, and they longed to return safely to their families rather than seek the glory of blood and fire.
"There's a boat ahead...!"
Along with the tolling of the bell came the shouts of the sentries. The scorching sun of the equator was no joke, and even though the sentries had unlimited water, their throats were still inevitably hoarse and burning.
Kaihime was the first to rush out of her private cabin, excitedly ran to the deck on top of the cockpit, grabbed a pair of binoculars, and sized up the fat sheep that had come to her door.
Qin Mo watched Kaihime's retreating figure and smiled helplessly. Some people are born with an adventurous spirit, and whether it is suppressed by the trivialities of life or nipped in the bud by fate, its existence cannot be erased.
Kaihime dared to follow me to fight in the Rakshasa Kingdom before she was even eighteen years old. After entering the Dao, she did not return to Fusang to become a local emperor, but followed me to Dayuan. It has to be said that she is indeed a person with a spirit of adventure.
“Your Highness, this… seems to be an Elven ship, but… it’s a bit rough around the edges.”
Kaihime was uncertain. She knew about Qin Mo's special feelings for the elves, and Mu Qingge was an example of that.
"That's not an elven ship. Although the bow and stern are also upturned, it's not in the same league in terms of either the elegance of its design or its speed."
"Then... Your Highness, should we have them stop the ship for inspection?"
Kaihime became excited again, her eager expression like that of a girl who had discovered a fun new game.
"Kai! It's true that being a pirate is fun, but you have to be skillful. Since we're going to settle down here, we can't openly rob people, or even rob them ourselves."
"But... if we don't rob, who will rob for us?"
Kaihime was frustrated, feeling as if Qin Mo had ignited a fire in her heart, only to extinguish it with a bucket of cold water.
Looking at the dejected Kaihime, Qin Mo sighed inwardly, "She still needs zero training!"
Princess Kai has always been known for her intelligence and has received a good education, giving her sufficient ability to manage her subordinates. However, if she were to govern a region, she would still be too inexperienced.
Qin Mo is currently short of money, manpower, and grassroots talent, but what he urgently needs most is a capable leader who can control the overall situation in a region.
Originally, with his strong abilities, Uncle Allen could certainly be considered one, but he is a free artist and it's common for him to ignore Qin Mo.
Uncle Lin and Uncle Wu will eventually grow old, and none of the new generation of high-ranking officials' sons can match Kaihime. If Kaihime is properly trained, she will be competent enough to guard the home of a high-ranking official or to go south to guard a region.
“I will design a completely new ship, unlike any we have now. It will be able to kill people and cover our tracks, even if it can’t kill them. If we replace most of the sailors and pirates with Westerners, they will be even less likely to find us.”
"But... Your Highness, we don't have any reliable people from the Western Continent... Your Highness's vision is beyond Kai's comprehension!" Kai-hime changed her mind halfway through her question. Qin Mo naturally had his own plans for what he wanted to do, and he never boasted.
Sure enough, Qin Mo's next words impressed Kaihime greatly, and she continued to swoon over him.
"The Rakshasa people are actually from the Western Continent, and they don't look much different. More than a thousand years ago, the Macedonian Kingdom of the Western Continent conquered the land across the strait. Today, countless descendants of Macedon live on that land, holding a high status, and they also look somewhat like the people of the Western Continent..."
"At that time, we just need to find a secluded port as a pirate's lair, and let them launch attacks whenever needed. If they want to experience the thrill of being a pirate captain occasionally, it will be a piece of cake. As for who did it... what do you think?"
Qin Mo patiently explained to Kaihime, hoping she could grasp the true essence of Machiavellianism.
"Understood, sir. If they pay protection money, we will send warships to calm the waters. If they don't pay, they can live or die as they please! As for who did it, it's naturally the Macedonian descendants across the strait!"
Qin Mo ruffled Kaihime's hair, praising her repeatedly, making her lower her head in embarrassment. As expected of the daughter of a lord, she's quick to grasp the intrigues and schemes from such an environment.
"Your Highness, when will you design the new ship, and when will we start collecting protection money?"
"We've just arrived, and our port and fleet aren't fully developed yet, so we can't dominate right now. Once the port is built and our fleet has twenty escort ships or even larger warships, that will be about right."
Kaihime gasped. She thought three escort ships were already a formidable force, but now…
Kaihime looked at Qin Mo with infatuated eyes. What a charismatic man he was! Even his extravagance was extraordinary.
"So what should we do with these ships? Let them go?"
Kaihime reluctantly asked Qin Mo for permission. In her opinion, they were just a few broken ships and there would be no survivors. Her Highness desperately needed money, and even a mosquito bite was still meat.
"Get past them, have the sentries signal them with flags, and then have Captain Jack salute them! From now on, that will be our opening line for any heist!"
Kaihime never questioned Qin Mo's orders, not caring that no one on the wrecked ship could understand flag signals! She personally signaled the signal that became the "transmission".
From then on, for half a century, countless pirates around the world would raise a banner before their raids that read, "Captain Jack Sparrow pays his respects!"
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