Who exactly are these three people? Aren't they afraid of the torpedoes threatening to blow up the ship? The man felt even more suspicious and uncertain.
"Alright, got it." Draco seemed to think he had enough information, waving his hand dismissively, like swatting a fly. "Go and find the train police; have them deal with these people."
"I understand! I understand!" The man nodded repeatedly, then turned and ran.
After the man disappeared, Draco turned to Hermione and said, "These people on the ground are yours. Just tie them up."
"Leave it to me." Hermione nodded.
"Hmm," Draco responded, his gaze fixed on the dark sea. "I'll go down to the speedboat and deal with the torpedo threat, and also clean up any remaining personnel."
" Incarcerous!" Hermione pointed at the mercenaries on the ground, and several ropes immediately bound them tightly.
" The Specialis Revelio." Draco began his probe, and a faint golden magical light quietly spread out. On the dark sea, the private speedboat, which had been hidden in the cruise ship's blind spot and was secretly moored, instantly revealed a clear outline, and its location was immediately apparent.
After confirming his target, Draco moved his feet and immediately used Apparition to appear in the cramped cabin of the speedboat.
The interior of the speedboat was dimly lit, and a fully armed man was squatting in front of the control panel, adjusting the torpedo launching device.
Sensing the sudden noise beside him, the man whirled around, his face filled with astonishment, his pupils shrinking, and he demanded sharply:
"Who are you?! How did you get up here?!"
Before he could even raise his hand to touch his weapon, Draco stepped forward and delivered a powerful punch straight to his opponent's face.
A dull thud sounded, the man groaned, his vision went black, he lost consciousness, and his body slumped down beside the equipment.
The short-haired woman who was responsible for steering the boat and staying behind heard the strange noises from inside the cabin. Her expression tightened, and she immediately grabbed her pistol, cautiously rushing into the inner cabin to support her companion.
Just as he stepped forward, before his gaze had even locked onto his target, Draco's mind flashed, and a silent stun spell instantly enveloped the opponent.
The gun in the woman's hand clattered to the ground. Her eyes glazed over, her body went limp, and she collapsed unconscious.
" Incarcerous." Magical ropes instantly appeared out of thin air, binding the two unconscious men and women tightly.
Having dealt with all the potential threats, Draco once again used Apparition, flashing back to the deck with the two of them.
"All done, everyone on the speedboat is under control, there shouldn't be any problems," Draco said, leaving the two men behind.
"Young Master! You're so cool!" Trillian opened her arms, as if about to throw herself into Draco's arms, chattering in amazement. "Decisive move, perfect form!"
"Control yourself!" Draco's eyelids twitched, and he pushed Trillian's face away to prevent her from actually kissing him.
" Trillian, watch your manners." Hermione, who had witnessed this ambiguous scene, frowned slightly.
Warning from Hermione, Trillian immediately toned down her arrogant demeanor, obediently lowering her eyes. The enthusiastic smile on her face faded considerably, replaced by a docile, apologetic expression. "I was wrong..."
"I was just so excited, I couldn't contain myself! What you did just now, young master, made me feel so safe!"
"This is a one-time exception. If you dare to overstep your bounds again, I'll erase this frivolous memory from your life and turn you back into a normal person," Hermione warned solemnly.
Trillian was taken aback by the serious look on her face and quickly nodded, "I understand, Hermione, I won't do it again."
After dealing with Trillian, Hermione's gaze fell on Draco: "And you, Draco, you're a married man."
"Hey, I was the one stopping her, how am I involved? I'm the victim." Draco spread his hands innocently.
"If you were truly distant and restrained throughout, you wouldn't have let her get close and act coquettishly. Your indulgence is the problem in itself."
Hearing this, Trillian quickly interjected to help Draco out of the awkward situation. " Hermione, don't you think the young master is amazing?"
"They easily took care of seven fully armed mercenaries, and even captured two people from the speedboat alive."
"This is just his basic skill. He even slew dragons back in school. Compared to that, dealing with a few human mercenaries is nothing," Hermione said proudly.
"Wow!" Trillian exclaimed, her admiration deepening. She was completely impressed by Draco's strength and asked Draco, "Slaying dragons! Young master, you've done that too?!"
Draco felt a little uncomfortable under the gaze of the two women, especially Hermione's flattering yet nonchalant tone, which made him secretly pleased yet also a little embarrassed. He coughed lightly, "Alright, alright, let's not talk about the past, let's go back."
"Leave all the finishing touches here to the cruise ship's captain; we don't need to worry about it." With that, Draco took Hermione's hand and walked towards the suite. Watching the two leave, Trillian also returned to her room.
Shortly after Draco and his two companions left, a man in a navy blue T-shirt, leading the captain and five or six armed, tense-looking police officers, arrived breathlessly on the deck.
However, when they saw what was happening before them, everyone was stunned. Nine people in tactical uniforms were tied up like pigs to be slaughtered, piled together, and unconscious.
The captain and the police officers exchanged bewildered glances, looking at the man in the navy blue shirt with puzzled expressions. The captain couldn't help but ask, "You... you handled all of this by yourself?"
He couldn't imagine that this ordinary man could single-handedly take down so many fully armed thugs.
A hint of embarrassment flashed in the man's eyes, but he could only take the credit and nod reluctantly.
"Yes... yes, I did it all."
"How is this possible?" a train police officer immediately questioned. "Seven well-trained and well-equipped mercenaries, fully armed and fierce in combat, how could they all be taken down by someone unarmed? This simply doesn't make sense!"
Facing the questioning gazes of the crowd, the man in dark blue remained calm and slowly explained the "details": "These people hijacked my private speedboat and even loaded it with torpedoes, intending to attack this luxury cruise ship and plunder its valuables."
Upon hearing this, the captain and the ship's police officers instantly paled, a cold sweat breaking out on their backs as fear gripped them.
Seeing the fear on everyone's faces, the man calmly continued, "So I pretended to give in, secretly released some sleeping pills, and took them all by surprise, rendering them unconscious and subduing them."
"Thanks to you, Champion!" The captain excitedly grasped the man's hand and shook it vigorously. "You saved a whole ship's worth of people! You're our hero! I'll definitely report this to the company and give you a generous reward!"
The man smiled awkwardly, but was secretly overjoyed. He feigned humility, saying, "It's my duty, it's my duty. I couldn't just stand by and watch them do wrong..."