"Wuwu! Ah! Awoo!..."
Night stretched vast and dark, the sobs choked and muffled. Darkness was the beast in men's hearts, hiding powers terrible and cruel. Aboard the flagship, the navigator Pedro lowered his head and hurried away into the night. And in the dim captain's cabin, only Columbus remained, standing there in a fury, teeth clenched.
"Merda! These idiots actually dared commit such a taboo! Do they really think I won't kill people?!..."
In medieval seafaring, there were many strange, superstitious, deeply rooted traditions. One of them was that there could be no women aboard an oceangoing ship! In Western European maritime culture, women on a ship brought bad luck, storms, and ill omens—especially in an oceangoing fleet, where they would attract the terrifying beings of the deep sea. Likewise, women would seriously corrupt discipline aboard, sparking conflicts among the crew...
In truth, the captains of Spain and Portugal preferred goats beloved by God. For goats not only had all kinds of uses, they also brought the blessing of good fortune, and could even be sacrificed to the giant beasts in the sea to calm the storms upon it... Captains would tacitly allow Sailors to burn, kill, and loot ashore, but so long as they had not fallen to a certain degree, they would absolutely never allow women aboard! More often, Sailors bringing women onto a ship would be seen as disregard and provocation toward the captain's authority...
"Brother-in-law! Brother-in-law! Brother-in-law, you were looking for me?"
A moment later, Arana came alone, his face glowing red. He pushed open the door in high spirits, a brilliant smile on his face as he looked at Columbus.
"Eh? Brother-in-law! That big glass thing in your hand, isn't that the one you just got today? I remember the tribesman on that island offered