Hearing the shout, several sailors following Taras began to run for the deck.

"What the fuck are you yelling at, boy?" Ron asked nervously, he couldn't see the hand from his position.

"There's a... There's a corpse buried in that pile of fish" Ricardo said quite nervously, he didn't understand how the hell they caught that in the middle of the ocean.

*Piuu* A bullet pierced the turtle's head, leaving it motionless on the ground.

"Looks like the boy is right" Dima said, as she put away her flintlock pistol.

"I see a leg from here"

The sailors got upset and began to take out the fish to see what the carcass looked like.

But then they were surprised, because the corpse was not that of a sailor, but of a woman. The woman had her eyes closed, and she was lying completely naked on the deck, surrounded by sailors who looked at her with more fear than excitement.

The woman was quite pretty by the standards of these sailors, the most beautiful thing about her was exotic long bluish hair, but she also had something quite abnormal about her...

Dima winked at Ron, he understood the signal immediately and ran to the cabins.

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"It is moving!" Ricardo shouted on the deck, when he saw the woman he slowly opened his eyes and somewhat dazed looked at all the men.

The woman noticed that she was naked and with shame she covered her private parts, while a rather fine and pretty voice asked with great fear:

"Where am I? ... What did they do to me?"

When Dima saw the scene, he took off his shirt, showing a toned but somewhat old body, with all the muscles marked and full of tattoos of different seabirds all over her body...

"You are on board our ship, the first officer went to get some water for you to drink" she said as he covered her with his shirt to the chagrin of the rest of the sailors

"Thank you..." The girl said shyly.

"Don't worry, you're safe now" Dima said with a warm smile on her face.

"Now, young lady, can you tell this old sailor which ship was wrecked?"

"I... I... I don't remember, I was in a bar in Los Alamos and some men approached me and... and..." Said the woman with blue hair, while her cries interrupted her speech, managing to move the hearts of many sailors on board.

"Don't worry, you're fine now, we're just honest merchants" Dima said, looking at her boys surrounding him.

"They are all gentlemen, men of good faith, there is nothing to fear in La Vieja Ana"

The sailors proudly stood in front of the semi-naked woman on the deck, some even deliberately marking her pectorals and biceps.

For his part, Ricardo put on the best handsome noble face he could muster, with his tattered sailor clothes and the lack of a decent bathroom in months.

"I just want to go back to my house in Los Alamos… I miss my parents…" The woman began to cry louder as she covered her face.

"But of course we'll take you home, it so happens that we're also headed to Los Alamos" Dima said with the face of a father looking at his crying daughter.

"What's your name, young lady?" Dima asked with an adorable grandpa smile.