Chapter 270: A Spark of Envy
The three sisters who were hugging each other tightly and trembling in fear couldn't help but look up when they heard Mio's voice.
When she saw that familiar face, Hancock's eyes widened in astonishment.
She remembered this face very clearly.
It was the man who had troubled her elder, Elder Nyon, two years ago.
"What are you going to do?" Hancock shielded her two younger sisters behind her, her voice shaking slightly.
"Come with me. I'm here to save you," Mio replied. He waved his hand, and in an instant, wind blades shimmered into existence and slashed clean through the cages. The metal groaned and shattered.
"Follow me," Mio said, turning around and walking toward the cabin exit. His voice echoed again, calm and emotionless. "The people outside are all dead. This ship is yours now. You can go wherever you want."
The slaves inside the cages blinked in disbelief, then slowly lifted their heads to look at Mio. For the first time in days—maybe even weeks—a glimmer of hope lit their eyes.
The three Hancock sisters were stunned. Hancock bit her lip, hesitating, but eventually pulled her sisters by the hands and followed Mio.
When they stepped onto the deck and saw the corpses scattered across the floor, the three girls turned pale, and each of them threw up. The overwhelming stench of blood, the twisted bodies—it was too much for children who had never seen such brutality.
Meanwhile, the looming shadow of the Black Glory approached. The massive warship was far larger than the slaver's ship, and after the two vessels drew close, Mio took the three sisters aboard.