Pirate: I am the Great Swordsman of the Blood Race

Early the next morning, everyone cleaned up early.

Morning exercise, after breakfast.

Everyone took their supplies and boarded Bruch's spaceship Ark.

oh!The spaceship is now renamed the Silver Wing.

This is Bruch's trophy, and it is also his exclusive car.

Cool and powerful.

As for Bruch's flying ship, the Warring States Period would naturally not let it go, and let the shipyard start researching it when it was first obtained.

I believe that it won't be long before the Navy will have an extra airship force.

With the IQ of the Warring States Period, one would naturally think of what a flying army would mean to pirates who could only roam the sea.

but……

"Ah~"

In the Warring States period, the cost of this thing is very expensive. The cost of a spaceship is no less than 30 billion, and the construction period is still very long. It takes about three years to produce one.

It is impossible to realize his dream of naval airship.

Warring States looked enviously at the Silver Wing that everyone boarded, he also wanted such a car.

but……

He was just thinking about it.

After retiring, he hopes to be able to drive this spaceship to play around every day, but it's better that this kid doesn't refuse when the time comes.

He looked at Bruch standing on the bow deck and said:

"Boy, after arriving in Mefilia, there will naturally be people from the World Government there to join you, but, boy, you have to remember that you are a navy, and there are some things that we shouldn't do that we don't have to do."

Warring States language said earnestly.

Bruch nodded and waved his hand.

"sail!"

Boom! ! !
The Silver Wing flicked the oars on both sides like silver wings, and slowly flew up.

Bruch looked at the getting smaller and smaller Marlene Fando, secretly thinking in his heart.

"Some things? It seems that there is something in the words of the Warring States Period!"

but……

As Warring States said, he is a navy, not a member of the world government.

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"Are you willing to be enslaved, become inferior people, and use your flesh and blood to feed the group of nobles who eat meat but don't spit out their bones?"

"Look at you now, you can't hold the hoes in your hands anymore, but what about them? They eat and drink in the palace every day and enjoy it every day. Why?"

"If you are exploited like this, is your life still meaningful? Do you have a purpose?"

"Aren't you all numb! Have you forgotten your dreams, or have you never dreamed since you were born? Since you were born, you have served those nobles?"

"It shouldn't be like this. We are all human beings. We want everyone to be equal. Why can they exploit us while we can only bear it passively. Life is not like this. Beauty is created by us!"

"Come on! Take the sticks, hoes, and shovels in your hands, and join me to oppose this hateful country and overthrow these dictators. Use our hands to create a country of our own. Come!!! Come with me!!!"

Standing in front of the crowd was a woman in red.

She is wearing sunglasses and a red hat, long purple hair, a cigarette dangling from the corner of her mouth, wearing a skirt and a red jacket, which is a little exposed, and the front of the jacket is exposed from the belly button above the head, and the middle
Definitely not wearing anything~~~
Carrying a red flag, she held it high and said:

"So, what are you going to do? Die, or fight? Choose your own destiny!!!"

The civilians below looked at this woman in shock.

These words are outrageous.

However, for some reason, it seemed as if a flame had burned in their hearts, and it was rumbling and burning more and more vigorously.

"Hero! Do you have to be someone else?"

Whoa!
With a wave of the flag in her hand, a gust of wind agitated the civilians below.

The fire inside is burning.

The civilians seemed to see the light, and slowly straightened their backs.

"You! You are your own hero!"

All the civilians took up their arms.

"Then! To freedom, go! Go fight!!!"

The woman raised the flag in her hand and waved it down vigorously.

"Drink~"

"what!!!"

All the civilians were boiling.

They don't want to live like this anymore, they want to be free, they want to live without exploitation, they want to...

"Bello Betty, you bastard!!!"

More than a dozen people dressed in black quickly surrounded Bello Betty. The leader was wearing a pair of black sunglasses and had a long cigarette dangling from his mouth.

Gray-green hair, a black suit, a tall nose bridge and a wide frame, and a height of nearly [-] meters make him look extraordinarily sturdy.

The woman named Bello Betty held up the flag in her hand, gritted her teeth and looked at the dozen men in black in front of her.

"Diorado!!! I didn't expect that it was you who came this time!"

"Your CP5 is really pervasive."

Diorado took a deep breath, exhaled thick smoke, and waved his hand.

"Come on, catch Belo Betty first, and the others will wait for the King's Army to arrive."

"Yes!"

A dozen men in black agreed and rushed towards Bello Betty.

"Don't let these guys hurt Lord Betty, let's go together!"

"Yes, these guys must not let Lord Betty be hurt."

When the civilians around Betty saw the man in black rushing towards Betty, they all stared angrily and beat the man in black aggressively.

A dozen or so men in black saw the civilians attacking them, so they went forward without dodging or evading.

Three punches and two kicks knocked down several civilians who rushed up.

But more and more civilians gathered around.

The hoe and stick in his hand were thrown out vigorously, hitting the man in black.

"Sigh~"

"do not!"

But within a few minutes, before a dozen well-trained men in black approached Betty's side, they were beaten to the ground by many civilians who surrounded them.

Beat the master to death with random punches!
Diorado almost bit off the cigarette in his mouth.

Is this the combat power that civilians should have?
His subordinates are all well-trained agents in CP5, and they were beaten to the ground by a group of civilians.

This is something that is usually impossible.

He stared at Betty with wide eyes...

I saw that Betty was looking at him with disdain at this moment, and this time, he was very angry.

The ability to encourage fruit can actually allow civilians to exert such a powerful combat power.

Is this person really the core figure of the Revolutionary Army?

"shave!"

Diorado's figure flashed, and he swept past the siege of the civilians in an instant, and hit Betty.

"Finger gun!"

Two slender fingers hit Betty's open chest.

Betty saw the attack coming, but couldn't make any dodge.

Without him, Betty's personal combat strength is not too strong, and she is not good at fighting.

"Dragon Claw Hand!!!"