The crew on deck quickly cleared out, one by one hiding in the cabins.
The other two prince-level members of the High-Rank Bloodline emerged and stood beside Kael.
"Is it really necessary for us all to go?" the female prince-level Bloodline member looked back and forth at her two companions.
She had a bit of a noble's reserve, three prince-level Bloodlines, by the standards of the Heretic Judges' wanted list, were three S-class felons, more than enough to overwhelm a ship of pirates in terms of fighting power.
"Don't take it too lightly, I've heard some pirates can handle a trick or two of black magic, or have strange artifacts in hand," Kael waved his hand dismissively, "Since they've sent three of us, we might as well make sure it's completely foolproof."
"Well then, might as well take advantage of an 'easy meal'," another prince commented.
"What a pity, Kael, it's a chance to indulge, but you're wearing a 'collar'," the female prince glanced at Kael.
