"Otherwise, get this poor devil up!!" Said the captain, looking at his sailor.

After a while, the sailors were finally about to get the malnourished man on board, which took a lot of work, as the man did not have the strength to pull himself up.

During that time, the lookout, and the sailors were unable to find any other castaway in the vicinity of the sea, which raised the Captain's suspicions about the abnormality of the situation.

When the castaway climbed aboard, the first thing William noticed was that the boy was injured in his left leg, although the wound had been treated and stitched, slight signs of infection and some pus could still be seen in the wound.

So it probably hasn't been that long since he was treated.

"... Weird..." Ron muttered with some dismay, as he kept aiming the musket at the castaway's head.

"What did you notice, Ron?" William asked nervously.

"That wound seems very recent, but his body is totally malnourished as if he had been floating in the ocean for days without being able to eat" said Ron

"Especially the fact that the wound was sewn is the weirdest thing, I doubt he did the same thing while he was floating in a box in the middle of the ocean."

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At being mentioned by Ron, William managed to recognize the problem, certainly it was rare for the Castaway's body to be in such poor condition if he had just been shipwrecked.

"His clothes don't seem to be those of a sailor either, nor an adventurer or a civilian who has been aboard a ship recently" William said muttering to himself as he followed Ron's trail

For his part, the castaway seemed to look at them all with some caution, the ones that most caught his attention were the three in front of him who looked at him differently than the rest.

The one that worried him the most was an old sailor dressed who kept pointing a musket at him, he was dressed in old clothes, but in good condition.

Then next to him was a rather refined-looking young guy carrying a bottle.

He was dressed in sailor clothes, but his were somewhat newer and more luxurious than the rest, on his chest there was a somewhat oval cross at the ends and in his left pocket you could see the handle of a knife, which seemed to fall off at any moment. .

On the part of him in the middle of the two there was an old man with a long white beard, he was dressed in more elegant clothes than the rest and had a hat on his head, so he should be the captain of the ship

"Layers have parasites that are eating him from the inside" Ricardo said with some pity when he saw the miserable state that the castaway had while he brought him a bottle of water so that he could drink.

"... Thank you..." Said the castaway as he saw the young man approaching with a bottle, taking it with his trembling somewhat calloused hands, proceeding to drink the water slowly while observing the strangers.

"Well at least he can talk, that rules out a lot of problems..." Willian said a little more relaxed.

"...and dangerous creatures," Ron muttered, not lowering his alertness.

"Who are you boy?" asked the captain

The castaway looked warily at the surrounding Marines, taking his time before answering.

He knew that depending on what he told the captain, that old man named Ron could blow his head off, so he thought carefully what words to say next.