Reborn As a Pirate

Those who follow will prosper, and those who are against will perish.

With an order, the strong spice workers pressed up, stepped on the stairs on both sides of the stern cabin, crowded up to the small upper deck, and surrounded Lorraine and Lake in an arc shape, making it airtight.

Lorraine suppressed his body in the crowd, ready to go like a cheetah.

There are eight enemies in front of him, most of them are not as tall as him, but each one is stronger than him.

They are not people on the sea. No matter how small the wind and waves in the harbor are, the boat cannot be as stable as land, which is a good thing.

According to the estimation of the fighting level of the sea school students, one-on-eight would be difficult, especially if there was a helpless Lake behind him, in a real fight, he might be injured.

But the opponent's base is not stable, so it doesn't necessarily mean that he has to be injured...

The key is to be fast, if you can lose three at the beginning...

puff!

The sharp blade... penetrates into the flesh.

Lorraine was thinking about a quick solution, when he suddenly felt a chill in his back, followed by great pain.

He lowered his head in disbelief, and saw a short knife point protruding from his chest.

It was a thin, short knife, Lake's ancestral skinning knife, and Lorraine saw it several times a day, because Lake would use it to peel bacon when meals were served on board.

And now, the knife pierced through Lorraine...

Blood stains smeared on the shirt, surrounding the tip of the knife, getting wider and bigger, like a peony in full bloom.

The peony is in full bloom in the heart.

Lorraine's strength dissipated immediately, and the long sword in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter. He fell limply in Lake's arms, and his pupils slowly spread outward.

"Sir...Lake...you...why..."

"You...what are you doing with the sword! What are you doing with the sword!" Lake's voice was panicked and shrill, "Didn't you listen to what Mr. said? Those who obey will prosper, and those who rebel will perish! Do you want to kill me!"

As he asked, he pinched Lorraine's shoulder and shook it desperately, until Lorraine's eyes turned black.

"You are a sailor! A sailor who puts the captain in danger, what use do I need you for!"

He let out a miserable howl, exerted strength in his arms, and suddenly lifted Lorraine out of the guardrail, and threw him overboard.

Lorraine fell weakly, fell into the water from a height of five or six meters, and sank into the sea with a plop.

After the splash, there are only a few insignificant red circles on the sea surface that turn into ripples, spread out and drift away.

Lake knelt softly on the ground.

"First ... sir, I know I'm wrong ... I shouldn't ... I have children ... I have an eight-year-old son waiting for me in Plymouth ... he is so young that he has not yet learned You can't even support yourself..."

He cried and laughed at the thugs, pointed to the sea, and said anxiously: "I will kill you ignorant boys! I will give you everything! Ships, money, and goods are all yours! I beg you!" ...forgive...forgive my life...I have children...forgive..."

...

A dream, or a memory.

The time should be five years old, and Lorraine has never recalled this scene before.

Little Lorraine was pushed off the pond.

He was lucky enough to be fished out of the lake before drowning and lay unconscious in the spacious bedroom of Drake's old house.

The young Shaq found the culprit who pushed him into the water, held his sword in a murderous spirit, and went to the Tavistock Church School to fight the two stupid children from the Lord's family.

Alia rushed back from the Strait Fleet overnight, and sent a note to the Lord's family as soon as she got back:

Dueling is the honor and tradition of nobles. No matter which family's child dies, or how many children die, both families are not allowed to get involved. Otherwise, Drake will regard it as a declaration of war, two families, immortal, endless.

Suddenly, the children of the sea dragon bared their fangs, and Drake's baby was about to die because of a cheap prank...

Little Lorraine was in pain.

Although he did not drown in the water, he was tormented by shock and fear and started to have a fever.

I experienced a terrible high fever that lasted for half a month.

He was stuck in a nightmare the whole time, and all he could see were the floating water plants and the icy lake water.

He began to suffocate, his consciousness was blurred, and in a daze, he came to a deep blue seabed full of sunken ships.

"This is... Ship City, Nuotong?"

Lorraine floated blankly in the middle of the sea, watching tens of thousands, or even a hundred thousand shipwrecks form a huge circular city in the middle of the sea.

It was built on the white and soft seabed beach, the quartz sand is mixed with countless golden pearls, the pearls shine, reflecting the shipwreck and the sea into day.

There are brightly colored corals and seaweeds dotted inside and outside, connecting alleys and forests.

Lorraine saw a golden lighthouse in the middle of the ship city.

The lamp post at the top of the tower reflects a rainbow, guiding countless sunken ships to swarm from the four poles of the sea like swimming fish.

This is the myth of Nootom.

In mythology, this place is the grave of all ships and sailors in the world, and it is also the paradise that people at sea yearn for all their lives.

Lorraine came to a realization: "Nyord...does he live in the lighthouse?"

He swam towards the lighthouse, swimming fast, and after a while passed the circular ship city and swam to the end of Hongqiao.

It's a pity that he didn't see Niord holding the paddle.

Through the arched pillars of the lighthouse's steeple, he saw a blurred colorful light, and there were pictures moving in the colored light, reflecting a luxuriously decorated noble bedroom.

That's... home.

In the picture, little Lorraine is lying on the familiar wrought-iron bed with her eyes closed and her face flushed.

His hair was clogged with sweat, and his face was crumpled and wrinkled with deep red and pale.

This is... the actual location?

Lorraine didn't know.

Through the screen, he saw the young Helena walk into the room, sit down by the big bed, and gently hold little Lorraine's hand.

"Helena..." Little Lorraine woke up and called weakly.

Little Lorraine's pain was reflected in Helena's eyes, just like Helena herself was experiencing pain.

Little Lorraine struggled to file a complaint: "Helena, Big York and Little York scolded me, saying I was an illegitimate child..."

"We are Vikings." Helena said with a smile, "Elia and I held a Viking wedding in Iceland, so you are not an illegitimate child."

"But they said I'm not a real Viking, Vikings have blond hair, but I'm black..."

"We are Vikings."

Helena said it again, then smoothed her wavy hair and showed it proudly to little Lorraine.

"Our black hair and brown eyes are a gift from our ancestors. Because most Vikings are children of Asgard, and our ancestor is Niord. Although he is the sea god of Asgard, he Forever the god of Wamheim."

"Really?"

"Really, black hair symbolizes strength. We are not only Vikings, but the most honorable group of Vikings, we are whalers."

【We are the whalers】

[Black curly hair like the deep sea, brown eyes like oars]

【Our ancestor Niord, endowed us with courage and endowed us with strength】

【He who makes our harpoons hit perfectly, who answers prayers in winter and raises summer storms from calm seas】

【We regard the sea as our home】

【I can't drown, I can't get hurt by frost, I can hear the whining of whales hundreds of miles away, and the transparent double eyelids help us see clearly ahead】

【We lick the wound, and the wound will heal. As long as you touch the sea water, you will generate endless power]...

"what is this?"

"It's the whaler's song, sung from generation to generation by black-haired Vikings, from father to daughter, from mother to son, and now I pass it on to you."

"Is what the lyrics say true?"

"Of course it's true." Helena smiled, picked up little Lorraine, and shook her gently, "So sleep, sleep. A small weir pond can't hurt you. You are the son of the sea. will become very powerful.”

"But I...don't want to sleep..."

"But I... don't want to sleep."

"But I... don't want to sleep!"

Lorraine from Nuotong, Lorraine in Helena's arms, and Lorraine from Cherbourg Port Noire said at the same time.

wake up……

Lorraine, who sank on the bottom of the sea, opened his eyes suddenly, but it seemed that he did not open them completely.

There is a layer of transparent, almost indistinguishable eyelids covering his eyes, separating the turbid sea water, allowing him to clearly see the Artis Beauty floating quietly on the bottom of the pier, and the row of boats on both sides of the pier, A wooden stake that will not die.

This is... Black Harbor?

Lake!

The memory awakened in an instant.

Lorraine trembled on the bottom of the sea, wanting to come up to the surface to save Lake, but as soon as he acted, he immediately felt a sharp pain from his heart.

He spits out a long stream of bubbles!

The seawater instantly filled his mouth and nose, he grabbed his neck, kicked his hands and feet, and passed out again after a while.

Before he passed out, there was only one thought in his mind.

Lake, you are an idiot!