The ultimate domineering power of pirates

Chapter 133: Pizarro's Past

Halfway through the warship's journey, the liaison officer called the guard who pushed the gate of justice in front of the city, and after the warship arrived, it flowed directly through the crack of the door and flowed into the water, and then the gate of justice was closed, and the guard was very strict.

"Vic, you and I escort the Evil King in!" Zefa said to Vic after coming out with Pizarro.

Vic nodded and did not refuse, he also wanted to see this legendary and most difficult undersea prison.

The three stood on the deck, waiting for the warship to pull up to the entrance to the first floor of the prison.

The sea part of the Advance City resembles a circular fortress, with many warships moored around it, and many giant shadows can be seen moving around from time to time underwater.

Pizarro suddenly sat down on the deck, and both Vic and Zefa were a little surprised.

Pizarro took a deep look at Vic, was silent for a long time, and spoke.

"Orens Vic, I have a story, would you like to hear it?" Pizarro's tone was calm, but Vic could feel that Pizarro seemed to have made up some kind of determination.

"Oh, then tell me about it, but say it quickly!" Vic said as he looked in the direction of the city, and then he sat down as well.

Zefa didn't react, only thinking that this was his last self-defense before going to prison.

"I have a friend who was born into a royal family and his father was the king of a country, and he received a good royal education from an early age and was told to be kind to the people of his country." Pizarro's voice was low, his eyes were out of focus, and he seemed to be caught in a memory.

"My friend's father is also a good king who loves his people, because of the climate, the domestic crops can only be harvested once a year, the citizens can only solve the basic problem of food and clothing, and the old king is difficult to change the status quo, and can only collect a small amount of tax."

"The royal family to which the friend belongs is also very frugal, basically there will be no waste of food and extravagance, so such a country can not pay the gold of the sky at all, naturally can not become a member of the world government, so the country has always been very unstable, but the people are very grateful to the royal family, because there are very few taxes, they can survive."

"My friend's father has always blamed himself for not bringing a stable environment, and his father has always warned him that in the future, when you become king, you must find a way to make the life of the people better, let them live in a safe environment, and protect them!" After Pizarro said this, his mood fluctuated a little, and his eyes were nostalgic.

"My friend has been keeping in mind his father's expectations and trying to learn how to be a good king, but before he was ready to become a king, his father died mysteriously in the palace, with a hideous blood hole behind the right corner of his eyebrow, but there were no bullets in it, and there were no burn marks in the wound." Saying this, Pizarro's voice trembled a little.

"My friend was very sad, but he could not find the slightest clue of the murderer, like the work of the evil spirits of the underworld, and the country cannot be without a king, so he became a king in a blur, and when he was eighteen years old, he could only assume the responsibility of king in grief."

"A month after my friend became king, a mask man came to visit, claiming to be the world government, and asked him a question, do you want to join the world government, become an ally of the world government, after becoming a member country, there will be a navy to protect the country, no longer plundered by pirates."

Vic listened quietly, already guessing what was going on.

"But how can my friend agree, it is safer to become an allied country, but the annual amount of heavenly gold is not a small amount, and with the current geographical conditions, and there are no valuable resources, just rely on a season's harvest?" After handing over the heavenly gold, I am afraid that I will not live for the second year, my friend did not promise the mask man, and the mask man shook his head when he left and left a sentence: Another stubborn! "

"My friend was a little confused at the time, but he wouldn't change his decision, but not long after, a lot of white wolves appeared in the forest south of the island that he had never seen before, and they rushed into the town and bit people when they saw them, and many people were eaten by white wolves, and the scene was too bloody."

"Friends organized many people to hunt wolves, but those white wolves are very powerful and fast, ordinary people are not opponents at all, friends have no way, can only issue a government order to summon the people to build a high wall to block the invasion of white wolves." Pizarro paused after speaking.

"And what about later?" Vic asked softly.

"Later, my friend spent more than a year isolating the entire forest outside, building a 20-meter-high wall, and the white wolf could no longer pose a threat, but because of the reason for building the wall, production did not keep up, and the life of the people became more difficult, and rumors arose in the country that the old king was killed by the current king, and the appearance of the white wolf was the punishment of God, and the king built a high wall to work and lose money is not a clear king."

Vic sighed a little, the whole country was easily played, is it really the master of the world?

"The friend did not complain, because he knew that the old king was not killed by him, and the construction of the high wall was also for the people not to be persecuted by the white wolf, because of the delay in production, many Guoming were starved to death, and the friend sent the surplus grain of the royal family to disaster relief, but the grain that was really distributed to the commoners was very small, and it was swallowed up by some corrupt officials and nobles."

"The friend was very angry, but then there were rumors that the king was eating meat and drinking wine in the palace and holding a banquet, so unhappy, and no one listened to his explanation, and the people gradually resented him!"

Zefa had also been listening, and he was silent, but did not stop Pizarro from continuing.

"In order to expand the cultivation of food, my friend decided to cultivate more fields, but it was not enough to have fields, and there must be enough fresh water for irrigation, so my friend issued a decree for the people to dig a large lake in the center of the island, and the annual snowfall and rainwater could be stored to irrigate the farmland."

"Well, nice policy!" Vic replied.

"It took more than two years to finally open up a large lake that could irrigate all the fields, the gods opened their eyes, and after the lake was built, it snowed for a long time, and the next year the whole island melted and fresh water gathered into the lake, and the plan was successful, and the water level in the lake was already very high, enough to irrigate the land that year."

"However, rumors spread that the king built the lake ostensibly for irrigation, but in fact for his own pleasure, and occasionally boating and banqueting on the lake, and friends did go boating on the lake, but it was to see the water level in the lake, and as a result, this became a laborious and money-saving measure, delaying a lot of time and energy, and as a result, many people starved to death!"

"But this year, the receipt of goods is much more, the citizens can eat, friends are very happy, but in recent years the population of this country has decreased by 20%, in order to restore the population and have more manpower to work, friends issued another decree, after six o'clock in the evening, everyone is not allowed to go out."

"Oh, why not make it clear?" Vic asked.

"Because there are always rumors in the country, friends know that even if they tell the truth, they will be distorted, so they are too lazy to say, as long as it is beneficial to the country, as expected, there are still rumors, saying that this king is getting more and more excessive, more and more dictatorial, even human freedom has to interfere, originally this year's bumper grain harvest they were somewhat grateful, now all gone!"

"It is difficult for the people at the bottom to distinguish right from wrong, and it is easy to be caught up in the general trend!" Vic said.

"This is the last year of my friend's reign as king, because he was exiled overseas by a coalition of several nobles, and the people did not stop this, and they were even very happy, and for this they held a banquet.

The friend was saddened to death, and drifted alone on a small wooden boat at sea, until one day he got a demon fruit of the phantom beast species, and he got great power,

He returned to that country, and saw people living more difficult, not even a complete set of clothes, all yellow-faced and thin, and that country eventually joined the world government.

The citizens saw him appear with disgusted eyes, felt that everything was caused by him, he lost all his strength, and he chose to leave there amid the shouts of the national 'evil king'! Pizarro seemed to breathe a sigh of relief after speaking, and seemed to have spit out all his grievances.

"And then? What happened to that friend of yours? Vic continued to ask.

"That friend of mine was hit like a changed person, and he began to act arbitrarily with his own strength, and became a completely evil person!" Pizarro calmed down again, only with moisture.

"Very touching story, but your friend's will is still a little weaker, and he lives the way he hates the most,

As a king, who has obtained a demon fruit of the phantom beast species, he should first strengthen himself, and then go back to recreate it, protect his people with his strong strength, let them live better, and slowly change their opinions,

The king must have a big heart, they are just fooled, not enough to completely abandon them, otherwise they will only live worse under a bad king! Vic said slowly.

Pizarro looked into Vic's eyes, and he saw a strong confidence in those eyes that radiated brilliant light, as if no difficulty could overcome him.

"Vic, if you have the opportunity, you must go to that country to see, that country may have what you want, and now you should be able to easily find out where it is." Pizarro's eyes flashed inexplicably.

"Maybe!" Vic answered, several people stopped talking, the scene suddenly quieted, Zefa also lowered his head, and his whole face fell into shadow.

(End of chapter)