Fairy’s Box

That night, the pirate supply station made a lot of money, the pirates enjoyed a sumptuous dinner, and the reputation of the pirate Blackbeard gradually spread among the human circles in the Uncharted Sea - although this reputation Just a notoriety for being arrogant and not treating money as money.

After eating the first dinner in the Uncharted Sea, Yale stood by the guardrail at the bow of the ship, holding the guardrail with both hands, staring at the sparkling blue sea, and asked in a trance:

"How long until Whitebeard's birthday?"

"Eighteen days left."

"Eighteen days left."

Brother Octopus and Edward replied in unison, before the words fell, the sea devil stretched his tentacles and slapped him fiercely because the latter was too talkative.

"You said, using these 18 days, how can I make big news?" The black-haired knight threw this problem to everyone.

"How about attacking Ghost Island?"

Goethe replied without hesitation, and then seemed to feel that everyone's eyes were different, and quickly added: "I don't mean to start a war with the Ghost Fleet now, but to create some small frictions and conflicts on the periphery of Ghost Island."

"What a stupid idea, what if the ghost fleet really comes out after you do this? That's a thousand ships and hundreds of thousands of undead!" Luo Luo gave him a white look, ignoring the friendship between the two. criticized the idea.

"I also don't recommend fighting with forces other than pirates. It's too easy to get off the hook, and it's easy to arouse the dissatisfaction of the pirate leader."

Bruno frowned when he said this, and after a moment of silence, he said hesitantly: "How about we make some troubles in the pirate circle?"

"I think so too!"

Cara quickly echoed, and then said nonsense: "But how do we make trouble to gain popularity?"

"If that's the case, I have a solution."

Yalei stretched out his hand and rubbed the forged beard made of hair, looked up at Rumo Starry Sky, and said in a trance:

"We can find someone who is notorious in the pirate circle and everyone yells at them. This way, we can get the most reputation with the least risk."

"Makes sense."

At the same time that everyone agreed with their heads, they turned their attention to Brother Octopus and Edward.

"Sorry, I don't know that."

Babur shook his four tentacles helplessly and explained: "I'm usually very busy, and I can't take care of tens of thousands of children in time, so I don't care about the troubles in the pirate circle."

Edward had just been beaten, his **** was still swollen, and he didn't dare to talk to Brother Octopus. Only after the other party finished speaking, did he quickly stand up and explain:

"I know the notorious pirate! In terms of prestige, the Uncharted Sea is respected by Whitebeard, but if you ask who is the most hated in the Uncharted Sea, it must be that witch Charlotte!"

"The witch Charlotte among the four pirate leaders?" Yale vaguely had such a personal impression in his mind.

"It's her! Let me tell you, this witch is addicted to sweets and has reached the level of madness. She can mobilize and conquer a country for dessert. The small island countries under her jurisdiction donate a lot of sweets every month. , and it must be timed and quantified, and a slight delay will result in heavy penalties.”

Edward seemed to have forgotten his identity as a pirate, clenched his fists, showed an expression of righteous indignation, and began to count the crimes of the witch:

"In order to satisfy her desire to eat sweets, she forced the inhabitants of the island countries within her sphere of influence to plant large amounts of sugar and cocoa beans, and converted a large amount of farmland into sugar cane fields, destroying the economic structure and making everyone extremely poor! If anyone resists, she will They will be killed with horrific spells and brutally sugar-coated. All in all, under this woman's rule, her people are worse off than dead."

"Wait a minute, what happened to the island country and people you said?" The black-haired knight quickly asked after the other party finished speaking.

"It's like this, there are actually not only pirates in the mysterious sea, but also a large number of civilians. In order to survive, they are all attached to the power of pirates, providing tribute in exchange for safety and shelter. In order to facilitate management, the pirates will Adopt the setting of one island, one country, and treat the island countries within the sphere of influence as private property."

After listening to Edward's explanation, Yale somewhat understood the human element of the Uncharted Sea, a world composed of a small number of pirates and a large number of civilians.

The island civilians are weak and lack strength, and regard the alien pirates as a symbol of strength and authority. They exchange protection through attachment and tribute, and get rid of the harassment and threats of sea devils and undead. After all, no matter how vicious the pirates are, they are still human, and they are much kinder than sea devils and undead.

Therefore, a bizarre system in which pirates rule the country has been formed, and the leader of the pirates is obviously the supreme existence of the emperor.

They can arbitrarily change the administrators of the ruling area, and formulate strange laws at will. Due to various factors such as fear and desire for protection, the people are often able to satisfy the ruler without bottom line, so most of them live quite miserable.

However, no matter how tragic it is, it is better than being raised as livestock by sea demons and mowed by undead as grass. In general, pirates still have more merits than demerits in Uncharted Seas.

But this big pirate leader named Charlotte Lingling obviously overdos it. He doesn't take the lives of people in his ruling area seriously at all, and he does stupid things like killing chickens and getting eggs. No wonder he is also notorious among pirates.

However, this just gave the Blackbeard Pirates a chance...

"It's so miserable...it's so miserable..."

Yalei murmured softly, and suddenly slapped his thigh, his eyes widened with anger, and he declared righteously:

"We want justice for those civilians who are brutally exploited by witches! Let them know that there is still justice and justice in this world, and liberate them from unreasonable laws and rule! Eliminate the reign of terror, eradicate tyranny, and create a man A new world where everyone can live and work in peace and contentment.”

The boss has another bad idea, but the slogan is as tall and high as ever, making people's blood boil - everyone thinks of it.

"Boss, just tell me, what should I do?" Kara asked expectantly.

"Of course, go to the witch's territory, smash her rule to pieces, and then we will replace it." The black-haired knight said eagerly.

"But...but what about the other pirates? Will they interfere?" Lydia reminded worriedly.

"What are you afraid of, this old witch is notorious, the pirates are too late to see the jokes, how can they help her? Take a ten thousand steps back, if they attack in groups, we will obediently admit it, and play it out like this. already."

At this moment, Yale is full of confidence in his plan. As long as he attacks the witch Charlotte, no matter whether he succeeds or fails, he can achieve his goal.

"So, are you attacking under the banner of rescuing civilians?" Nancy looked at him eagerly, her eyes full of anticipation.

"No! This flag is too sensitive."

The black-haired knight closed his eyes and pondered for a while, then slapped his thigh again and grinned: "Justice, let's beat the witch in the name of justice!"

"justice……"

Nancy chewed it for a second before showing an embarrassed expression: "This slogan... will it be too stupid, no, I mean will it be too straightforward?"

"It's this feeling that you want, or who do you think this flag is for."

Yale was very clear about his thoughts and explained with a smile:

"Will other pirates agree to us in the name of saving civilians? Which of them is not riding on civilians to knock bones and **** marrow, but eating is better than witches. Saving civilians is tantamount to subverting their rule, I can't do that, at least for now It’s not the time yet. On the contrary, the banner of justice is much softer. After all, pirates also recognize basic morality. I use this banner to attack witches. In their eyes, it’s just a pirate trying to replace another pirate.”

"I see..." The girl nodded in understanding.

"You can understand."

The black-haired knight turned aside the thoughtful Nancy and announced loudly to the crowd:

"We want all pirates to know that I, Blackbeard, are a righteous pirate, and the Blackbeard Pirates are a righteous pirate. Therefore, we must not only hang up the banner of justice, but also wear the banner of justice. On the body!"

"Wear... on your body?"

Kara looked at him suspiciously, then pointed to her body:

"Where to wear? How to wear it?"

"You're thinking too much."

Yale turned around behind him, and slapped the man on the back: "It's enough to tattoo the back of the clothes in three languages."

...

Although the sun has not yet risen, the sky has faded from its pure black color, the originally conspicuous moon has also disappeared into the light blue background, and the dawn of a new day is coming.

Many small merchant ships came up from the waters near the supply station, and they were moored in an orderly manner, forming small markets one by one. Most of these ships have the flags of the major pirate leaders hanging on the flagpoles to indicate that their business is licensed and protected, and attacking them is tantamount to fighting against the big pirates.

"Selling carrots, crunchy and sweet carrots!"

"What kind of sword is a sword? A steel enchanted sword! What kind of a sword is a sword, Polis machete! Welcome to the Sunfish Weapons Store, 10% off for new and old customers!"

"Fresh and delicious little siren, satisfying the hobbies of special people."

"Selling salted fish, waste, stupid and useless salted fish. Selling salted fish, incompetent salted fish that can only be used as cannon fodder. Ten pieces are a berry, and it only costs thirty yuan to pack!"

"Teach basic vindictiveness, and 10,000 Berries will teach you a package!"

The clamor of hawking spread along with the sea fog in the early morning, and the Blackbeard swept across the sea smoothly, leaving a sparkling wake, heading towards the candy sea area ruled by the witch Charlotte Lingling.

"Salted fish?"

The moment the Quincy passed a merchant ship, Yale seemed to have heard something abrupt. He turned his head and turned pale. He saw the undead fish he had captured on Dead Fish Island.

Those salted fish were pierced through their lips with hooks, arrogantly arranged in a row, hanging on the wall of the merchant ship, the dead fish had empty eyes, and hung there as if resigned, motionless.

"Stop, stop! Stop the boat!"

After he quickly stopped the traveling Blackbeard, he ran to the other side of the boat and shouted at the people on the boat:

"What's up with these salted fish?"

"Are you going to sell it?"

The listless hawker suddenly regained his energy, glanced at the Blackbeard in awe, and asked cautiously.

"Yes, I want to buy it. What's up with these salted fish? Where did they come from?"

Hearing that he wanted to buy, the hawker on the merchant ship immediately cheered up and explained with a smile:

"Guest, this is the undead fish caught near the ghost island. Because it has no fighting power, it will only complain that it is a salted fish, so we will catch a batch to sell."

More than just catching a batch, you guys are all in one pot!

The black-haired knight counted the number of salted fish, and couldn't help but muttered to himself, then asked inexplicably, "You catch undead fish... Do you care about the undead of Ghost Island?"

"Guests don't worry, they won't care, these lower-level undead don't care at all." The hawker seemed to want to do this business, looked at him eagerly, and licked his lips:

"How many do you want to buy?"

"I've wrapped it up." Yale glared at the salted fish in disgust, and threw a gold ring over it.

"Eh?"

The hawker took it in his hand and took a bite. After identifying it as a genuine product, he immediately smiled, and the eyes of the black-haired knight became more and more enthusiastic:

"Please wait a moment, we will send it to you right away!"

...

More than 300 undead fish were lying on the deck, pouncing their fins from time to time, exuding a fishy and stinky smell, covering the entire Quincy like a dark cloud, causing everyone to cover their noses.

"Boss, why did you buy these salted fish?" Kara asked in a sullen voice, covering her nose with both hands.

"These are the eyeliners I put on Ghost Island. After all, it's been a night, maybe they saw something." Yale shook his head and explained with a dark face.

"I'm sorry, master... I didn't see anything with this useless salted fish..."

Lying in the center of the salted fish corpse, the five-foot-long undead tuna looked up to the sky, raised its head weakly, and threw it twice, then fell hard.

"..."

The crowd silently looked at the black-haired knight, and their expressions were self-evident.

"Okay, bear with it for a while, and throw them back to Dead Fish Island later." Yale put one hand on his forehead, showing a headache.

"But going to Candy Sea and Ghost Island are in the opposite direction. Are we going to Ghost Island or Candy Sea?" Bruno hurriedly interjected.

"Then throw them into the sea." The black-haired knight no longer had any expectations for these useless salted fish.

"Don't! Don't throw us into the sea!"

The big salted fish fluttered again, propped up his upper body at once, and explained in a panic:

"Just find a small island and just leave us there. Please don't throw us into the sea, because we useless salted fish can't swim anymore."

The colleague who spoke, it also squeezed out two lines of tears from salted fish, and it looked really pitiful - at least Lydia, Nancy, Bruno, and Lolo were moved.

"Then just find an island."

The black-haired knight didn't want to be so cruel to his subordinates, so he agreed to them along the way.