There seemed to be a hint of relief in the corpse's dilated pupils. Faced with the great grief of losing both her husband and son, she chose to follow them.
Margaret walked over, choking with sobs, and leaned into Kalita's already cold arms. She burst into tears, her voice filled with grief that was difficult to express.
All her relatives in this world disappeared, and Margaret had never felt the world so bleak.
An unknown amount of time had passed before she slowly looked towards the revolver in her mother's hand, choking with sobs.
Her father, brother and mother used to solve all problems for her, but now she has no one to rely on.
Just as her trembling right hand grasped the handle of the gun and aimed it at her head, the faces of her brother and father flashed quickly before her eyes.
"Ah, our good daughter handed coffee to daddy."
"Come on, don't tell the adults, I'm taking you out to play today."
"Don't worry, my daughter. No one can hurt you as long as I am here."
"My dear sister, don't forget that I have always been on your side."
"If you're still in contact with that lunatic, don't blame me for sending someone to kill him!!"
"How about I just tie him up and lock him in a room, letting you play with him as you please. When you get tired of playing with him, you won't want to think about him anymore."
"Oh, it's my pearl. I heard from Jack that you have been doing very well at sea these days."
"This is my sister. No one in the Cavendish family is a coward!"
Jack's last words echoed in her mind. Margaret put down the gun in her hand, and the sadness and despair in her eyes slowly disappeared.
She carefully laid her mother's body down, bent down and lifted her long skirt. A 30-centimeter-long sheathed dagger was tied to her white thigh.
"clang!" The dagger was unsheathed, and the circular blue pattern on the blade proved that the material used to make this dagger was not ordinary steel.
Margaret did not hesitate, raised the dagger in her hand and slashed it hard across her face.
With a swish sound, accompanied by the sound of flesh and blood tearing, a horrifying line of blood ran from Margaret's right eyebrow corner to the left corner of her mouth. In an instant, that beautiful face became extremely terrifying.
The wound was turned outward and scarlet blood flowed out from it, dripping onto her white dress, leaving red flowers on it.
The scar on her face was painful, but it could not offset the emotions in her heart. Margaret's facial features were slightly distorted, and her eyes were filled with deep hatred.
"There is not a single coward in the Cavendish family. I will never escape death! I will take back everything that Cavendish has lost!!"
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"Something is coming up! All crew members, assemble on deck!!"
West was suddenly awakened from his sleep. Before he could get up from the hammock, a large cold hand reached into the quilt and pulled him down.
That was Audric. The vampire's face was a little serious. "Hurry up and get on board. If the captain mistakes you for something from the sea, you'll be shot."
The sound of chaotic footsteps continued to ring out in the narrow corridor, and the crew members in all the cabins hurried to the deck.
When West came out of the cabin, he saw the somewhat scary governor, holding a strange gun in his hand and looking at something in the sea.
As soon as the captain opened his mouth, the atmosphere on the deck suddenly became solemn.
"Bandage, chief officer... assisting the captain... and organizing various work... plans, responsible for... preparing cargo stowage... plans, 12~24... helmsman."
"Feuerbach, second officer, manage and be responsible for the correct use and maintenance of various navigation instruments, troubleshoot common faults, keep error records and maintenance records. Introduce the performance and operating precautions of the instruments to the new pilots. 0~12 helmsman."
The crew members, including Charles, reported quickly and skillfully, and soon it was West's turn.
West was about to speak, but suddenly he got stuck. Sometimes the more anxious you are, the easier it is to forget.
"Click" Seeing the captain's gun pointing at him, West suddenly felt his bladder tighten.
"Report your name and position! Quickly!"
Seeing the captain's murderous eyes, West felt cold all over. He shouted loudly: "West!! Position Sanshui!! Responsible for cleaning the deck!! Maintenance and repair of anchors, cables, and loading and unloading equipment!!"
West gasped as he watched the captain's eyes turn to another man.
Soon, the names and positions of all the people on the ship were reported. The things from the sea were not mixed in with the crowd, so it seemed that they had entered the cabin.
"Everyone, draw your weapons and load your guns. The Narwhal just informed me that three creatures have climbed aboard. Clear the cabins one by one."
West was also given a long-handled rifle, but seeing him fiddling with it clumsily, Feuerbach snatched his rifle away and threw over his small dagger for shaving barnacles.
"You'd better not take the gun. I'm really worried that you might miss the enemy and hit one of your own people."
"Hurry and go. Remember, there are three monsters. Don't miss any of them. Our ship can't sense them. They should have some special shielding ability."
Hearing the captain say this, West's somewhat nervous heart began to beat rapidly again. This had never happened to him before.
Led by the captain, the crew rushed into the cabin cautiously and began to search cabin by cabin along the dark corridor.
Just as they opened the fuel tank, West took a breath of cold air. He saw a pool of black jelly-like substance squirming on the fuel barrel.
"Put your guns away, this is a fuel tank, don't fire randomly!"
Before West could react, he saw the captain rushing forward with a black blade.
Hearing the movement behind it, the mass made a strange gurgling sound, squirmed its body and turned around. It was greeted by a cold light.
However, even though a large hole was torn in its strange body, it seemed to have no effect on it and rushed towards Charles with the hole.
The other crew members took out their cold weapons and started to help.
This thing didn't seem to have much intelligence and was quickly cut into dozens of pieces by Charles and others. Although it was still wriggling, it was no longer dangerous.
But just as West was watching with great interest, he suddenly felt something wet and sticky reaching into the back of his neck.
With a deathly pale face, he turned his head mechanically and found that there was nothing behind him.
(End of this chapter)