Ron reached the deck of the ship half naked, but the worry that something was happening to his old friend kept him from his embarrassment.

On the way he came across the boys from the night watches, who, not caring about the appearances of the first officer, were excited to see him thinking that he had finally finished the watch.

"What the hell are you doing stopping, keep watching, there's still a long way to go!!" Ron, with a shout, killed the expectations of these poor sailors.

Ron, seeing everyone focused on his task, he proceeded with his walk towards the helm area, although he was getting more and more hurried as if he feared that something bad had happened with the helmsman.

Going up and noticing the helmsman smoking calmly, his concern disappeared.

"Everything okay, Paulo?" Ron asked his old friend.

Seeing Ron in his shorts with the two boxes in his hands, the helmsman quickly put together what had happened to the poor boys and to save pointless conversation he simply said:

"I gave it to him, Ron"

Hearing those words, Ron looked at his friend with suspicion, something had to be wrong with this old man, he knew that he had kept these boxes with him practically since the day they met on this ship.

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"Why did you give them to the two rookies?" Ron asked, trying to look for clues in the conversation, trying to notice if his friend was in an abnormal state.

"They were no longer useful to me," Paulo replied coldly as he took a peek.

"Did they serve you before? Why keep them for so long, if you really didn't care about them?" Ron answered angrily, realizing that his suspicions were correct and something was wrong with the helmsman "

"They're just a couple of rusty guns" Paulo said, "Before I didn't want to accept that fact…"

"And in my hands they are no longer useful, I am just an old helmsman who no longer qualifies to carry those pistols... so they are of no use to me"

"It's the remains of your daughters!" Ron yelled disapprovingly.

"How the hell do you want me to believe that it is normal for a father to give the remains of his daughters to a couple of strangers, whom he met on a trip !!"

"They are not my daughters, my daughters are dead" Paulo said somewhat irritated "They are just a couple of pistols that I kept thinking that they really had some connection with them"

"The two boys needed a weapon..."

"Perfect, there you have a couple of enchanted weapons"

"Let the boys enjoy those guns, they're all going to be dead in a week or two..."

Hearing the last sentence, Ron's face changed from anger to fear, and he turned back to see if any of the sailors on deck had heard the conversation.

Luckily, all the boys on deck were doubly focused on their watch duty, thanks to the yell he had given them before climbing to the helm.