"I cannot say for sure nothing would happen to any of you if you let yourselves be apprehended, but if the winds do not favor you then you will inevitably be caught. Might as well-" with a slap, Poropo was knocked unconscious. The pirate who slapped the monk was afraid Poropo had been killed by accident, but with a wheeze and huff the monk rolled over in his bindings to indicate he was alive.
"Huff...huff...what just happened? Oh...I was explaining why you should let me loose...what if I asked nicely...again?" The pirates sighed in relief - their intention was not to kill anyone while stealing loot, because murder was severely punished by the law. Poropo struggled to sit back up but just landed on the wooden deck of the ship with a thud.
Hours later, the authorities of Hargeon City were looking closer than the start of the chase. The loot which was stolen was the last straw and a hostage elevated the importance of capturing these specific pirates. Poropo could tell the pirate were worried so he attempted to say something calming, "whenever I am in a stressful situation with no way out, I think to myself - what would the Iron Deity have me do?"