The mysterious journey begins with becoming a pirate

At dawn on the sea of ​​Palma, Roger was worried about how to get the so-called Prince Walsh to cooperate with his work.

It was not for any other reason, but Walsh actually stayed on his ship and refused to leave.

He was also very interested in being a sailor.

He said: "Pirates are interesting. It is more interesting to rob than to earn."

"In fact, what is earned is also robbed. It is robbed from the hands of the lowest level people invisibly." Roger looked at Prince Walsh with a bad face and helplessness.

"Uh~~~~" the blond Walsh responded awkwardly. But he chose to change the subject and suddenly asked:

"By the way. I heard from our third mate Sebastian that we are going back to Damia. He looks very happy. Are we really going back to Damia? Um~~~ Can we not go back?"

Roger crossed his arms over his chest and frowned and said:

"No, the Kingdom Alliance will close the sea in winter. I don't want to go to the Storm Empire. Damia is the best choice in the Hutt Empire."

Roger was unwilling to deal with an unarmed prince roughly again, not to mention that he was not a transcendent.

Are you confused why a prince of a country can't become a transcendent?

This is also the rule of the Hutt Empire.

The temple has made rules to control the power of the monarch.

People who have the right to inherit the throne cannot be transcendents.

This is for the speed of changing the throne. In order to avoid a high-level transcendent sitting on the throne for a long time without being replaced. Resulting in the monarch's power becoming more and more powerful.

Similarly, in order to control the power of the temple, the people of the temple cannot participate in politics.

The second reason is to avoid erosion and collapse caused by transcendence. The king of a country can't be a madman.

But for Roger, this made him feel a little constrained.

He didn't want to give the prince anything to do, nor did he want him to touch anything on the ship.

Imprisoning him seemed to be the best choice, but a few days ago, the prince almost died because of hunger strike, which made him feel scared.

Kidnapping and killing are two completely different problems.

How to ask for money after death? ? ?

So, Roger had a headache. He also didn't understand what the prince was thinking.

Did he want to run away or did he really like the sea?

But no matter what, Prince Wales couldn't go ashore. He couldn't leave the ghost ship.

He had to stay on the ship.

Hearing Roger's explanation, Wales was a little disappointed. He lowered his head, pondered for a moment, and suddenly asked:

"Why didn't I see the legendary captain? Jack?"

"If you want to see him, you will see him after arriving in America." Roger said in a low voice.

"Is he really as the newspapers say? Powerful and terrifying?" Walsh continued to ask.

"And wise." Roger added.

"Wow." Walsh's expression was exaggerated as if he had heard his idol.

"But he probably doesn't want to see you. If you knew the truth, you wouldn't want to see him either." Roger continued expressionlessly.

"You can stay on the ship and do whatever you want, as long as the crew agrees."

"But you can't get off the ship anyway. If you want to jump into the sea and be eaten by sharks, then just ignore what I said."

"In addition, before the ship docks for supplies, you must go to the lower level of the cabin and can't come out. If you don't agree, then go in now."

Walsh swallowed his saliva and agreed: "No problem. I understand this."

"What? Have you been kidnapped before?" Roger asked puzzledly.

"Uh~~ No. I secretly read the novel." Walsh explained.

He glanced at Roger secretly and suddenly asked:

"By the way, Second Officer Roger, can you teach me the extraordinary? I am very interested in this."

"No." Roger refused bluntly.

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Nabristler.

It is not an exaggeration to call tonight a bloody night.

The city was filled with screams, fighting, house collapse, roars, and wolf howls.

Battles broke out everywhere.

In the darkest time before dawn, the battle seemed to have entered the final stage. It seemed that with this darkness, the surroundings became silent.

One of Gran's eyes was cut, there was a hideous wound on his chest, and there were horrible scars all over his body.

But his steps were still powerful, and his eyes were filled with suppressed wildness and pain.

Only Boyka was left behind him, and the wolf cubs before were all gone.

Boyka was still so deep, without a trace of ripples in his pupils. It seemed that the scars on his body and the death of his companions could not affect his emotions at all.

They walked steadily to the castle where Alok was.

This was just one of the three strongholds of the Wolf family in Nablistler.

It was Gran's temporary idea to temporarily place Alok and Il here.

He didn't want them to get involved any more.

There were many reasons why he didn't want Alok and Il to get involved in this matter.

First, he wanted to protect their safety.

Second, he hoped they wouldn't interfere too much in the feud between the two tribes.

Third, he didn't want them to know too many secrets between the two tribes.

"Excuse me, you don't look too good." Il came out of the reception room and asked Gran and Boyka with concern.

"It's just a minor injury." Gran responded calmly.

Uh~~~ Is it really a minor injury?

Il had a different opinion on this.

"Do you need me to treat you?" She frowned and asked.

"No. Thank you for your kindness, Riel. This is our medal." Gran continued to answer calmly.

"But your eyes??~~" Il continued with some concern.

This got a sudden reply from Boyka: "One arm does not affect my fighting, it will only make me stronger."

"One eye will not affect my fighting, it will only make me see more clearly." Gran continued calmly.

Il was suddenly shocked by these two sentences. Suddenly realized the belief of this group of wolves.

Lonely wolf.

Strong, lonely, restrained, and believing.

She nodded calmly and said nothing more.

"Where is Bilk? How is his recovery?" Boyka walked to Il's side, looking upstairs and asked softly.

"He is not injured, but his mental strength is exhausted. He is meditating and should be awake soon." Ir said calmly.

Boyka nodded slightly and said:

"That's good. It's safe outside now. If you want to leave, you can leave at any time."

"Yeah." Ir replied calmly.

"We still have some family matters to deal with. Sorry that we can't stay here for long. If you need anything, please contact me. You should know the way." Boyka pulled the corner of his mouth and smiled.

"I will." Ir said with a chuckle.

She watched Gran and Boyka turn around and leave, walking slowly into the distance. A strange feeling rose in her heart.

She shook her head slightly and turned to walk upstairs.

. . . . . . .

When the sun rose, Alok seemed to wake up on time.

He opened his eyes and looked at the dazzling sunlight.

"Ir. Is the battle over?" He asked casually.

"It looks like that. We should go." Il followed Alok's line of sight and looked out the window, answering softly.

"Are they back?" Alok asked in surprise.

"They came and left again." Il replied expressionlessly.

"Then it's time to go. Do you need a rest?" Alok looked at Il and asked.

Il shook his head slightly: "No, I feel a little uneasy here. I'd better not stay here any longer. The struggle between families can't end."

Alok pondered for a moment, then nodded and said: "That makes sense. Let's go back to Dark Moon Forest!"

End of the volume!

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