At this time, the sea was shrouded in smoke.

A wooden plank was slowly drifting out of the smoke with the current.

On the wooden board, lay a burly and strong man lying on his stomach.

The upper body of the strong man was lying on the plank, while the lower body was completely submerged in the sea water.

Even though he had floated out of the central area, the burly man's face was covered with burns, and the ultimate fear still remained.

A few months ago, he was a colonel in the Pirate Headquarters and had his own independent warship, but the warship and his subordinates were wiped out while escorting the nobles.

He was lucky enough to save his life, and returned to the small island where his hometown was, only to find that his family members, after his accident, were captured and taken as slaves by the nobles he protected. When he found his family, his The whole family has been played to death.

So since then, he has been blackened, he did not return to Naval Headquarters, after killing the entire noble family, he even slaughtered the small town in his hometown.

When he heard people's screams, he had a kind of ultimate joy that burst from the bottom of his heart.

In fact, many times when he slaughtered towns at night, he would freeze for a moment. He knew very well that he was crazy, but he couldn't stop, and he enjoyed this feeling extremely.

As for the Silver Hair Pirates, he used to be a Marine, of course he knew the silver hair Sorata who was famous in the sea a few months ago!

So the first time he saw the flag on the Liberty flying with the wind, as if it was spinning, he ordered a quick U-turn.

His ship was the first town he slaughtered, and he snatched the warship at the Marine Base of that town. He knew very well that ordinary pirate ships couldn't match the speed of warships at all.

So even though he knew the strength of the silver-haired group, such a long distance still gave him a little life in his heart.

However, the sky failed to fulfill the wishes of people, and in his cognition, he tried his best to exaggerate the strength of the silver-haired group.

He didn't expect that the strength of the silver-haired group actually surpassed his cognition and reached a level that he couldn't even imagine.

He didn't go to New World, and he didn't see Admiral take a shot, so it was in his cognition.

The beam of lightning just now, which he couldn't understand at all, was the most powerful attack he had ever seen in his life.

The moment the light beam came, he clearly felt the crisis of death, and he was closer to death than when the entire warship was wiped out a few months ago.

Perhaps it was because of his great luck that his body was right next to that lightning bolt, and he was once a colonel in Naval Headquarters, so his strength was not weak, which allowed him to survive.

But at this moment, he felt that he might as well have died in the beam of light just now.

One reason is that not only his body was burned extensively at this time, but even his internal organs were cracked in many places under the impact of the explosion.

He could feel, whether it was the surface of the body or the inside of the body, it was like being thrown into a pan of oil, even if it was soaked in the cold sea water, it was hot and painful.

Of course, these are superficial reasons. No one wants to live, especially someone like him who has already experienced death once, and he understands the beauty of life.

The main reason why he wanted to die was the huge sailboat that was approaching fast.

And the silver-haired figure at the bow.

He had heard the legend of Sorata.

Of course he knew that this time, he would definitely die.

This sharp contrast between just walking out of hell, seeing hope, and stepping into another, deeper hell is the root cause of his despair.

Looking at the Liberty that was getting closer, he wanted to let go and end it on his own, but the fear of death in his heart made him reluctant to part with this colorful and colorful world.

"Um?"

At this moment, he was taken aback suddenly, because he saw the Liberty, which seemed to pass not from his side, but from the other side.

This made his eyes shine like never before.

At this moment, a crisp metallic sound suddenly came from the bow of the Liberty.

ding~

"Looks like a coin?"

While attracting his attention, a blue light formed by lightning appeared in front of him.

boom--!

The water splashed everywhere, and his hope that had just risen was ruthlessly knocked down again. This time, without giving him any chance, he was knocked down together with the wooden board that carried his weight, and the surrounding sea water. abyss.

Soon after, the Liberty sailed away.

Leave a voice in place.

"Hey! I didn't expect there was one alive."

"Live?"

"Yes, it's alive, it seems to be that Hart Barley, the captain of this ship, good luck."

Whoa whoa whoa whoa! !

ding~

boom--!

"Well...he's dead now."

"Yes, yes, Kuina is really powerful."

"That is."

The sound floated on the sea, entwined in the thick smoke, until it dissipated for a long, long time.

And under the sea surface where Hart Yamai floated before, a scorched body with a headless body slowly emerged from the sunken sea again.

He was right, since they met, how could Sorata and others let him go?

Life is progressing slowly through constant choices. Some people experience hardships and still have a bright heart, while some people are devastated after being hit, and even become demons completely.

Is it wrong for Hart Malt to kill nobles?

That's right!

What was wrong was that he inflicted his pain on civilians who were weaker than him in a more brutal way.

What's wrong is that he hates the nobles, but he is doing more cruel things than the nobles.

What was even more wrong was that he himself was too weak, and happened to meet the mighty Sorata and others.

Wrong...it is this world.

Because above this chaotic sea is a real place where the weak eat the strong.

Here, there is no distinction between good and evil, there is no right or wrong.

It's not pleasing to the eye, and it can fight to the death at any time.

Here, only the strong can truly live well.

And Hart Malt is not only a villain, but also a weak person.

This is what led to his final... death in the sea.

...

The capital of seven waters.

On a very inconspicuous bungalow.

Carteres was just like a real retired old man, lying on the roof, smoking big cigarettes and basking in the sun.

And beside him, a tall man exuding a lazy atmosphere was also lying on a recliner.

However, the man's reclining chair has a parasol and an eye mask. Obviously, he doesn't like direct sunlight, but just likes to sleep.

It's been almost a week since I came to the capital of seven waters, and there is no news of the silver-haired group.

During this week, they didn't do anything. People who didn't know really thought they were here for vacation!

"Hope you guys hang out at Sky Island for a while longer! So long that Marine has to call me back."

The blindfolded man turned over and muttered inwardly.

He was always looking for his own justice.

When he was young, he was a hot-blooded guy who practiced burning justice.

But after the Ohara incident, he changed.

It's not that I've become lazy, but I'm thinking about what kind of justice I should pursue, so it has become lazy justice.

To be honest, he can easily wield a butcher's knife against evil pirates, but the silver-haired gang is obviously not, so from the beginning, he was very reluctant to encounter the silver-haired gang.

But there is no way, sometimes it is so unsatisfactory.

At this moment, Kurot pushed open the door and walked up quickly. From his heavy and fast footsteps, the blindfolded man knew that his plan might have failed.

"Hey~"

Sigh, emerge from the bottom of the heart, come out from the mouth.

So small, so small that only he could hear it.

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