They don't want me to try anymore.

White quickly stopped the maid: "His Highness is ten times stronger than you and me. Let's not make things worse. What if we ruin His Highness's plans and anger Veronica? What if we really can't escape this ship?"

After hesitating for a long time, Katyusha reluctantly settled down.

White breathed a sigh of relief, while muttering to himself:

Richard deserved it!

If it weren't for his nonsense, how could we have ended up in this situation? It's all his fault!

He deserves to be tortured by that vampire!

He's been summoned three times already, yet he's managed to resist running away. That guy's willpower is truly astonishing. Tsk, I really don't understand what's going on in that prince's head...

It didn't matter anymore; he was the one being tortured now—the thought that Richard would also experience the pain he had suffered last night made White feel a little more at ease.

Ah, taste the bitter fruit of your own actions, Prince!

Meanwhile, inside the captain's cabin.

"Like it?"

Veronica brought over another plate of seafood chowder, smiling as she said, "Try this too~"

Richard swallowed the sweet and savory creamy clam meat in his mouth, and asked with a pout, "So, why did you suddenly prepare this for me?"

"I just felt that since you are a guest on the ship, I should treat you well."

The female captain sat down across the table, blinked, and said, "Besides, I ate your food, so shouldn't I reciprocate?"

Ok……

That's true...

But why do I feel like you're trying to give me some extra blood so I can have a couple more puffs before you leave?

Richard thought to himself that he was complaining, but he kept talking about it.

After all, the chefs on the Pearl S. Buck were really good. It was quite an achievement to be able to make food of this caliber on a pirate ship, and it shouldn't be wasted.

As he finished eating and wiped his mouth, he heard footsteps outside.

"Oh dear, my crew is coming to report."

Veronica stood up and said in a rather affected, coquettish voice, "We can't let them see that I'm treating you to dinner, or we'll be exposed, right?"

"So, what you mean is..."

"Stand behind me~"

Veronica pulled Richard up and sat in his original seat, then slightly opened her coat to reveal her fair and smooth shoulders and neck.

"Your Highness, please forgive me, could you please pretend to massage my shoulders?"

hiss……

Is this what happens when a woman catches you doing something wrong?

Richard sighed softly and could only stand behind the person, reaching out to touch that delicate and warm skin.

Okay, it's soft and elastic, and feels really good. I guess it's no wonder it's called Vampire.

And from this angle, it seems like you can see a narrow strip of sky directly below...

Oops, "Don't look at what you shouldn't see"... what a load of rubbish!

Seriously, you're actively showing off the terrain, huh? Heh, well then I won't hide it anymore, I love seeing this!

But don't even think that'll get me!

Veronica couldn't hear what someone was thinking; she simply enjoyed the change in the sensation on her shoulder and smiled contentedly.

Then, the crew of Pearl S. Buck came in and reported some problems with the gunpowder reserves.

As they were leaving, they caught a glimpse of Richard, who was getting a massage with a defiant look on his face, and couldn't help but whisper among themselves:

"This kid is dead."

"Exactly, if you make that face, you'll probably get sucked dry..."

However, half an hour later.

Richard secretly pocketed a small bat that Veronica had given him, and managed to leave the captain's cabin alive, returning to Katyusha and White.

Seeing the little girl's worried face, he quickly patted her head to comfort her.

After sailing for two days, Pearl S. Buck arrived at another, larger and more bustling smuggling port.

That evening, the crew members went to nearby taverns to have some fun, and whether intentionally or unintentionally, they relaxed their guard on the prisoners.

"I've had enough of living in fear!"

"If we don't run now, we might die on the ship!"

The remaining twenty-odd Black Shark pirates grew increasingly agitated and decided to seize the opportunity to escape!

This time, Richard also pulled Katyusha and White up with him.

"We should go."

Before long, the remaining prisoners managed to break free of their ropes and, while the guards were being called away to play cards, they all ran towards the dense forest outside the port.

"Haha, we're free!"

"You bitch, just wait until we find another ship, you'll be sorry!"

Amid the cheers of the prisoners, Richard grabbed his companion and turned to run in the opposite direction through the streets.

White asked, "Your Highness, aren't we with the others?"

"No need, too many people will make it easier to get caught."

Sure enough, a few minutes later, a large swarm of blood-red bats flew up from the Pearl S. Buck, obscuring the moon, and swooped down into the jungle.

That night, screams echoed through the forest, never ceasing.

Richard was already aware of this.

Veronica released him as agreed, but she would never show mercy to the other hostile pirates she harbored hatred for.

Meanwhile, White was terrified, thankful that his boss had chosen the right path, and spent the entire night praying that he could escape alive.

Richard was speechless for a moment.

Putting aside the deal between me and Veronica, even if we actually fought and I lost, I have dragons and dragonflies, so I can still carry you away, okay?

Is it really necessary to go this far? This shows a complete lack of conviction... But thinking about it, otherwise, this person wouldn't have been able to become the inside man for Standard Fruit.

Anyway, knowing that Veronica wouldn't bother him again, Richard found an abandoned house and got a good night's sleep.

The next morning, Pearl S. Buck did not linger and sailed away immediately.

Richard hired a boat and returned to Connaught that very night to let those around him know he was safe.

Next, he resumed his original practice of following the ship, and although he no longer saw any pirates, it relieved White.

However, one thing that bothered White was that Richard refused the exclusive room and fine food offered by the Navy, and instead asked to eat and live with the most ordinary sailors.

He couldn't stop Richard's reckless behavior, and therefore worried that Henry II might criticize him later for not taking good care of the prince.

That afternoon, on the flagship of the Connaught Navy.

Richard was learning how to pull the sail from some sailors.

"So that's how you pull it? I see. It really saves a lot of effort. Thank you for the instruction."

"No, Your Highness, you're welcome."

Being praised so highly by a prince, the sailors, who were always at the bottom of the ranks, were both apprehensive and moved.

One of the men, who was over fifty, turned around and praised Richard: "Your Highness, you are incredibly intelligent. You learned how to handle the sails in just two days, while it took us a long time..."

"you flatter me."

Richard knew that this was the effect of the "Enlightenment in Longchang" characteristic, which allowed him to learn everything much faster than others.

In the past two days, he has not been idle. While eating and living with the crew, he has also spent time learning about the work of each position.

He thought to himself, since he was out fighting pirates, he should at least learn some navigation and naval warfare techniques.

Although two days is a short time, and he only scratched the surface of everything, at least he was no longer completely clueless like he was at the beginning.

Just as he was about to continue discussing the wind direction with the old sailor, he felt a tickling sensation inside his clothes.

He quickly bid farewell to everyone, found an unmanned cabin, and took out a small bat.

The bat stretched out its wings, and then Veronica's voice came from its mouth:

"I've found the trail of the Evil Wind Pirates. They're planning to attack the Palm Tree merchant ship on the southern route. I request that Your Highness go and protect the ship, forcing the Evil Wind Pirates to head north. I will ambush them along the way..."

Upon hearing this news, Richard, who had just looked at the nautical chart, immediately understood the plan. He immediately went to find the captain of the warship, who was also Admiral Buford of Connaught, without White's knowledge.

After observing him overtly and covertly for several days, he was basically certain that this person, who hadn't leaked any information, could be trusted...

He's just a little incompetent.

When Richard climbed into the captain's cabin through the porthole, Buford was peeking at the tabloids.

"Your Highness... Ah ho ho!"