The Laughing Clown in Pirate

The eleventh day of the escape of the free people from the Holy Land.

The cabin was humid and hot, with no lights.

Feilin felt like she couldn't breathe. When she opened her eyes, she couldn't see anything clearly in the dimly lit cabin. There were stiff hairs on Merlin's face, his thick arms hugged her tighter and tighter, and there was a deafening snoring in her ears.

Voice.

"Aunt Susan! Aunt Susan!" Felin shouted quickly.

Susan, who was sleeping, slowly opened her eyes, and her fat face turned down to look at the cute little girl in her squeaky nest. "What's wrong, little Felin?"

"I can't breathe!" Feilin blushed.

"Oh, my God! I'm sorry, little Felin!" Susan let go of her arm, and Felin quickly got up and took a breath of the turbid air in the cabin. The smell of the women's cabin was not much better than that of the men's cabin, not only the smell of sweat but also mixed with vomiting

The smell of things made some people feel seasick.

"Ah, it's almost time to make breakfast." Aunt Susan muttered: "Felin, do you want to come together or take a nap? I remember that the choir will start in another hour."

Felin always felt that Aunt Susan's ability to sense time in a cabin where she could not see the sky was very miraculous.

"I can't sleep, Aunt Susan. I want to go on the deck and get some fresh air!"

"Okay, then let's go together!" Susan slipped the small film with her big handbag and accurately found the path on the floor full of people. Soon they reached the exit, and the wooden stairs made a heavy sound when Aunt Susan stepped on them.

The crunching sound of a heavy load.

The cabin door opened, and the salty sea breeze stirred up Xiao Feilin's sleepy head, completely waking him up.

"Let's go play." Susan put the film on the ground and patted her butt. Then she turned and walked to the kitchen. Breakfast for nearly 3,000 people was not easy to prepare.

"How much food is left in the cabin?"

“I can only hold on for another 2 days at most.”

"Damn it, these humans are so good at eating!"

Seeing the film at Susan's feet, the fish-man Aaron and the octopus-man Xiaoba stopped talking and turned around to lie down on the railing of the boat.

"Uncle Aaron, Uncle Xiaoba, morning!"

"Good morning, Xiao Feilin!" Octopus Man Xiao Ba waved his hand. Aaron snorted and said the word "morning" on the side of his mouth. He had been living in Fishman Street and was still not used to talking to humans.

Living on a ship with humans for fifteen days was quite a subversion of his values. After all, the humans he met in Fishman Street were usually pirates or arrogant government officials. To sum up briefly, they looked down upon him.

Murlocs, scum with great power.

And when those who escaped from the Holy Land saw Aaron's fierce face, they only had gratitude and admiration on their faces!

"Murlocs are better than humans. You see, we are born with a physique that is ten times that of humans!"

"Yes, yes! If only we were also fishmen!" Looking at the raised main sail, the humans cheered and responded naturally.

"Hmph! It's good that you know!" What else could Aaron do? He would be severely scolded by Brother Tiger for using humans for no reason.

Felin ran past the two murlocs and ran towards the wider deck, where some people had already gathered, mostly sailors and band members.

Everyone wants to do something for this ship, but how can there be no music on the way to escape?

By the way, Felin is one of the singers in the band and is responsible for some soothing country ditties.

"Good morning, Brother Tezzolo! Good morning, Uncle Miles!..." Felin greeted everyone one by one.

"Good morning, Filmin!" Tezzolo, who was leaning on the railing of the boat and smoking, waved to Filmin.

"Brother Tezzolo, please stop smoking! We are singers, and our voices are very important!" Felin jumped and tried to take off the cigarette from Tezzolo's mouth.

"Okay, okay..." With a helpless smile, Tezzolo called to the young sailor next to him: "Come and get a cigarette, boy!" As he said that, he handed the cigarette in his mouth to the sailor.

The sailor took the cigarette and took a nice puff, but did not walk away.

"Xiao Feilin, he still has half a bag in his pocket!"

"Brother Tezzolo!" Felin shouted angrily.

Tezzolo gave the young sailor in front of him a sharp look and reluctantly took out the flat cigarette pack.

"Cheer! This is a cigarette from the Lely Islands. Let's divide it!" The sailor held the cigarette high like a torch. People cheered and surrounded him.

The sky had dimly lit up, and the sea and sky in the east showed a silvery blue color. Feilin trotted to get water from the cabinet next to the boat rail to rinse her mouth. The water slid from one end of her mouth to the other, and then in her throat.

He made a gurgling sound and then swallowed it.

She began to practice singing, and her voice faded with the sea breeze.

"This song...Stella..." Tezzolo's hands tightly grasped the railing of the boat.

This was probably the song she sang when I first met her.

The door of the captain's cabin opened, and Fisher Tiger, who was covered in bandages, walked out of the captain's cabin. He walked to the bow of the ship and looked northeast until several ships appeared at the intersection of water and sky.

The ships were getting closer and closer, and Tezzolo could gradually see their appearance.

Those were several ships led by the Laughing Pirates, not enemies.

The Laughing Pirates have been supplying them with food, water and medical supplies these days. Without them, Tezoro doesn't know how to survive. The wails of the wounded are the most unbearable.

Soon, the ship was connected, Fisher Tiger laughed and hugged William York, the first officer of the Laughing Pirates, and the crew boarded the ship to carry supplies to the ship's warehouse.

"Go home! You can go home!" The dirty little boy ran around the cabin telling everyone the good news.

"What's going on?" Joffrey asked the man who had just come off the deck.

"We received assistance from the Revolutionary Army ships and were able to disperse to the Revolutionary Army ships and follow different routes home."

"Of course... you can also choose to stay. Although the Laughing Pirates do not recruit new members, Captain Fisher Tiger is preparing to form a pirate group."

Joffrey came to the deck, the sea breeze blew his hair, which was not thick, and the shouts of the Revolutionary Army soldiers echoed in the wind.

"East China Sea! All people going to the East China Sea take this ship!"

"Cigu Country? Instead of the Cigu Country boarding this ship, those who repeat the Great Route's northern route will take this ship, and other routes will take another ship!"

"Friends, consider joining the revolutionary army! Let us resist oppression together and build a world where everyone is free and equal!"

The largest number of people boarded the ship to join the revolutionary army, and most of them were enthusiastic young people and people with nothing. There were also some people who chose to stay on the ship and join the soon-to-be-formed pirate group. This group of people generally had some fighting ability.

Joffrey took a few steps toward the ship heading home among the crowd, and an inexplicable fear suddenly tightened his heart.

"Can he really go home?"

The days of being a slave made his originally thin sense of security completely disappear. Perhaps he would have trouble sleeping as soon as he set foot on solid, immovable ground.

Finally he stopped, crossed the crowd and lay down on the railing of the boat.

Fisher Tiger stood on the bow and talked with William York. As all the people boarded the Revolutionary Army ship, there were only more than 100 people on the ship. About one-third were fishmen and one-third were humans.

, and another third are from other races such as the fur race.

They gathered on the deck and looked at the man who was about to become their captain.

William York gave up his position and gave up the position at the bow of the ship to the red-skinned snapper fish man.

The sun was rising at the junction of the sea and the sky behind him, and the red sunlight filled his body. The sea breeze blew his blood-soaked bandages and curly hair.

His plump lips curled up into a hearty laugh

"This world and this ocean are filled with racial discrimination, oppression, misgovernment, hatred, and plunder! If this world is a night, let us be the sun that cruises the ocean."

"The Sun Pirates are established! Cheer!"

Cheers resounded on the deck, and William York, who was smoking, clapped his hands and called on the sailors to deliver the prepared wine to the deck of the Sun Pirates.

"Uncle Parker! I'll go to the cabin to get the red wine I bought last month!"

"It doesn't matter if you are alone, little York! Weren't you sick yesterday?"

"Ah, it doesn't matter, I'm full of energy now!" Little York bent his arms.

He stepped on the ladder going down to the storage room, and the sunlight gradually disappeared from him. When he stepped on the floor of the storage room, the bright smile had disappeared, and his entire face was expressionless.

He held an oil lamp, and the dim yellow light swayed on his expressionless face. Twisting his hands, he opened the stored wine barrel. Little John inserted his hand into the wine, and the blood-red spores were in the bright red wine.

It flashes red light but quickly dissolves in the wine.

Outside the storage room, the song of the Sun Pirates could be heard.

"Let the rebellious wine overflow your heart. See you tomorrow, my dear friend..."

"Wine of rebellion? Rebels, you should drink the throat-cutting bar I prepared for you!" Little John walked out of the storage room holding the wine barrel. When the sun shone on his face, he was grinning.

teeth shining in the sun.