The crew members quickly unsheathed their cutlasses to attack the intruder as soon as she came out of the crate. Pretty much everyone had their weapon in their hand except Michael and Ross. Michael really didn't think that whoever was inside the crate posed a threat, hence he still seemed calm. On the contrary, Ross's face had shock and confusion plastered on it.
"Don't attack" Ross declared, his voice contained a tinge of anger as well as anxiety. Since Ross was the captain, the crew nodded as they slowly stepped back a few steps from the crates. Marcella though still kept her crossbow aimed at the crates.
Soon afterward, the top of the wooden crate slowly opened as a young girl in her late teens stood up from the crate. The girl had black hair, a beautiful oval face, round lively blue eyes, and smooth silky skin. Although the girl wasn't a kingdom toppling beauty or something like that, she would attract many youngsters' attention.
"Maria, what the hell are you doing here?"
Marcella turned her gaze towards Ross, she was surprised. Not only Marcella but everyone on the ship was surprised by Ross's words.
"Ross, who is she?" H asked with a deep frown on his face. His voice was not as friendly as before. The girl just stared at Ross's face, expecting him to answer the question instead of introducing herself.
"She's my daughter and she's leaving" Ross tried to grab her by her elbow but she swatted away Ross's hands before he could touch her.
"Daughter?"
"Ross has a Daughter?"
"What is she doing on the ship?"
The sudden appearance of Ross's daughter made the crew gossip as the silent atmosphere of the ship disappeared.
"How did she get into the crates?" Jessie, the thief, opened his mouth, directing the question at Ross himself.
"Maria, whatever the reason you have for being here, I don't care. You need to leave" his words were like that of the father, caring yet strict.
"I'm not going anywhere. I'm coming with you to the undead island. Whether you like it or not" the girl folded her arms against her chest, refusing to listen to Ross. For a few moments, no one could hear a sound except for the sound of waves hitting the ship's hull. Everyone was stunned listening to the girl. Many wouldn't dare to look in the way of the undead island yet Maria was trying to go to the island for some reason.
"Come over here" This time, Ross didn't let her swat his arms away as he grabbed her by her elbow. Everyone saw Ross dragging the girl to a corner of the ship, away from prying eyes and ears.
"You" Marcella called out one of the crew members staring at Ross and Maria. Her shout immediately brought back the crew member to his senses.
"Huh?"
"What was supposed to be in those crates?" Marcella asked,
"Aw shit," the crew member cursed as some of the crew members began to sweat bullets.
Seeing their reaction to her question, Michael's curiosity piqued,
"Food, we were keeping two days worth of ration in those crates"
Right after the crew members answered, even Michael's calm expression changed. The ship at least contained fifty people including the team, if they didn't have food to fill those bellies, they would be in big trouble before even reaching the island itself. A big person like Logan would have to eat an ample amount of food to sustain his body except that they seemed to be lacking food.
"Tell me you keep extra ration somewhere here" Marcella gritted her teeth. The crew member was shivering and walking backward in fear.
"We...we...do" Her anger somewhat lowered down by his answer,
"It could only feed everyone for a day," another crew member said. They were short on rations as the journey to the island would take two days, if the wind was on their side rather than against them. Maria had already compromised the mission by throwing away their food, even Michael had to eat if he didn't want to use precious Arch Energy to sustain his body.
H and Ross were busy talking to Maria while the rest of them looked at each other's gloomy faces.
"You idiots!" Marcella lost her temper. She yelled at the crew members,
"what were you doing when she was throwing away the food?! How about I throw your useless asses off the ship?"
"Calm down, no one's thrown anyone off the ship" Logan interfered before the situation escalated into a fight.
"We'll just have to manage with the ration we have and try to-"
"Try to do what? You want us to fish or magically create food for all of us" Marcella rebuked,
"If we could divide the ration into-"
"Shut up, glasses" When Jonah tried to offer a solution, she shut him up with a shout. She was really pissing off Michael. Instead of thinking of a solution to their problem, she kept throwing temper tantrums. In other words, she was being an A grade bitch.
"Jonah, go and figure out how we should divide the rations," Brownie said, giving a friendly pat on Jonah's shoulder.
"If anyone has prior experience of fishing, get to work. I assume you keep fishing equipment in the ship"
"Yeah we do"
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