Chapter 116: THIRD POV.
No one knew who started the rumor or how the word had managed to spread so quickly through the lower decks, but soon after, the main deck of the massive warship was filled with people.
Of course not the entire deck since the ship was still large to begin with.
Both the saved captives, who looked a bit better after a good night's rest, and Rebecca's royal vassals alike had swarmed out of the dark corridors to get a good view.
It looked like everyone had stopped their daily chores, and were now standing next to one another, some climbing down the sails and bird nests to see what the fuss was about.
All of them gathered around two men who were standing in the very center of the wide deck.
Jacob and Flounder respectively.
Both had a pair of fishing gear that had been dragged out from storage.
There were long wooden fishing rods, thick bundles of tightly woven rope lines, and several iron hooks resting in small wooden boxes on the floorboards.
