The southern part of the Tulip Islands.
Kingdom of Ilia, Port of Baleru.
Dong!
A white sail merchant ship with no distinguishing features slowly docked at the dock under the cover of the night.
Over a hundred capable sailors with sharp eyes and ferocious temperaments, with pirate scimitars hanging from their waists, disembarked the ship under the lead of a short-haired youth. After confirming that there were no abnormalities nearby, they stood at the dock with their hands behind their backs.
After that, a 'middle-aged merchant' wearing a silk robe slowly walked down from the ship.
On the surface, other than the eight extremely recognizable whiskers under his chin, there was not much difference between him and an ostentatious merchant.
However, a colonel who had been waiting here for a long time came forward with two pale-faced attendants behind him. Without the slightest reservation of a kingdom's military officer, the colonel bowed deeply and greeted him.
"Sir Huggins, welcome to the Kingdom of Ilia.
I have already prepared the best hotel for you. You must be tired from your journey. Please rest in Baleru for the night. Tomorrow, Viscount Zerom and Count Wright will meet with you at the residence.
As for the royal capital, Viana, it is still under the control of the royal family. Please forgive us for our lack of manners. "
Obviously.
This stout merchant was the Pirate King of the Black Sea, 'Octopus Ghost' Huggins, who had suddenly gone silent for the past year. At this moment, he had retracted his powerful tier-4 strength and returned to his seemingly ordinary and harmless appearance of a wealthy merchant.
Looking at the young officer who bowed humbly before him, Huggins raised his left arm which glowed with a metallic luster and patted him on the shoulder.
He said with a smile, "Thomas, as my disciple, there is no need to be so formal.
In the future, in the new world built on the land of Ilia, there will be a place for you. Moreover, it seems that the future is not far away.
From now on, you need to learn how to be a true 'Banished Prisoner'. "
"Yes, sir!"
Although Thomas replied with his mouth, his head was still lowered.
After experiencing the vicious beatings of society, this fellow who was born with a silver spoon in his mouth was completely different from his past self.
Especially on his right forearm, there was a skull emblem with eight octopus limbs. It constantly reminded him that he should be in awe of power.
He glanced at Hymer, who was following behind Huggins. Hymer had short brown hair, and he was handsome and gloomy.
The young man was tall and sturdy, wearing a simple white vest. His exposed arms were wrapped with a black chain. Facing him was like facing a wild beast that could go berserk at any time.
After embarking on the path of Transcendence that Huggins had pointed out, this powerful 'banished prisoner' would be his future appearance.
It had been a year and a half since he obtained this imprint, and Thomas actually didn't feel bad about his current situation. Being able to serve under a Class 4 Extraordinary was not something an ordinary person could have, just like those followers of the Maffia Family who had been killed by Danfu Maffia.
It was also because of the path of the "Banished Prisoner" that he still had the hope of advancing to Stage 3 after his Willpower was severely damaged.
Also.
Was the desire of a noble family to climb up the pyramid of power stronger, or was the desire of a commoner to step into the ranks of the privileged?
There might not be a big difference between the two, but the former was more rational and ruthless. In order to achieve their goals, they might have no bottom line compared to the latter.
The eldest daughter of the Gregory Family was married to Viscount Zerom, one of the leading figures of the new business aristocracy.
Although his title didn't seem high and he didn't have any fiefs, he was actually the wealthiest and most powerful person in the current Ilya Kingdom.
As a traditional naval founding family, the marriage between the Gregory Family and Viscount Zerom was a powerful alliance. Who cared whether the girl was married to love?
As for the Gregory Family, including Thomas' father, when they found out that Thomas was involved with Huggins who massacred Beluga Harbor, not only were they not angry, they were instead overjoyed. This was clearly an opportunity for the family to reach a higher level.
Wasn't it just a matter of massacring an entire city of nearly 100,000 people? Compared to the ghouls who openly ate people, this was nothing.
Da … da … da …
Huggins boarded the gorgeous carriage that Thomas had prepared in advance and looked at the bustling night scene of the harbor.
Ordinary people witnessed the prosperity on the surface, but the Pirate King who stood at the apex of humanity in terms of strength and perspective saw a deeper level of struggle behind the scenes.
It was the new business class that controlled wealth, jobs, and even the people's livelihood. They were challenging the old aristocracy that ruled the country. Everything that was happening in Ilya Kingdom might just be a small spark. Behind it might be an era of change that was like a raging prairie fire!
This was also an opportunity for him, the "Lawless One."
The old structure and order were destroyed. The demands of the lower class that had been suppressed for thousands of years were released. Like a volcanic eruption, this shackled world was smashed into smithereens!
Before this, Huggins had retained his influence over the Raging Waves Church through his own strength and the elite pirates that he had planted in the Raging Waves Church.
At the same time, he began to actively contact external forces.
Other than obtaining the support of his old master, the Blackwing Cult, the unknown force of the old continent that Faith spoke of was obviously the Ilya Kingdom that was undergoing profound internal changes.
Through Thomas Gregory of Ilya, who had forcibly branded his personal emblem, he was able to establish a connection with the ruling class behind this noble family and even the existence behind the group of ghouls. This gave the kingdom's destruction another push.
Huggins had never changed his ideals. He pursued absolute freedom and did as he pleased. Moreover, he had a strong ability to carry out his goals. He was able to continuously achieve his small goals.
He was able to achieve the same level as a Titled Knight condensing a "Titled Sacred Tool" or a Crown Sorcerer completing the "Truth Manifestation." He wanted to completely break free from the last shackles of this human body. He wanted to exist as a combination of spirit and energy, obtaining true freedom!
He wanted to destroy order and indulge his inner desires. Perhaps he could start by causing the collapse of a powerful country.
For him, this declining ancient kingdom was the best stepping stone.
The lifespan of the "Tempest Tide" was at most one or two years. The decaying Ilya Royal Family would eventually be replaced by a new power.
"Let's hope that the two Vice Kings can bring me some surprises."
However, before that, even Huggins who was already a Tier 4 "Undefeatable" did not want to test whether the blade of the Titled Knight was still sharp.
That was also the reason why he disguised himself and chose this place as the meeting place.
.....
Golden Sea, St. Domingo Island, Malone Harbor.
"Ahh —!"
The last shrill scream came to an abrupt end.
Crackle …
The pungent smell of gunpowder. Burning buildings, ships, skeleton flags. Corpses were strewn all over the place. Everything here was simply the standard of hell.
This island, St. Domingo, ranked second on the Golden Sea, had an area of 27,000 square kilometers. It was rich in sugarcane, coffee, and rice. It was also the ancestral land of the Arawaks under Elvin.
More than a decade ago, in order to prevent the infiltration of the Sark (they wanted to recreate an alliance similar to the one they had with the Iroquois on this island), the Shilius launched an army to carry out a large-scale extermination and blockade of these natives.
After the Shilius massacred and expelled all the Atreans, due to the pitiful population of the Shilius, a large amount of land was naturally abandoned.
The terrain of this island was oriented east-west. Currently, only one-third of the eastern part was still under the control of the Shilius. The Shilius plantations where the Anuma slaves were exploited were spread all over the place.
It was worth mentioning that the "Voodoo Sect" that was wiped out by the Tulip Family in the Dahomey Kingdom had its origin and headquarters here in the New World.
The western part of St. Domingo had become the base of pirates from various countries, especially after the formation of the Shilius Alliance. Regardless of whether it was the official team with the permission to plunder or the wild pirates, they all gathered here.
In particular, Malone Harbor on the island was the largest pirate harbor other than the "Shipwreck Bay" in the Misty Sea.
However.
From today onwards, this pirate harbor had completely turned into history!
Bang —
A man wearing a triangular captain's hat, a leather windbreaker, and a red scimitar in a scabbard at his waist. He was more than two and a half meters tall. Compared to the people around him, he looked like a giant. He strode to the disarmed and tied up pirates.
He took off his huge scimitar and slammed it heavily on the ground.
One of the three kings of the Golden Ocean, Oathbreaker Bradley, who had orchestrated all of this, revealed a cold and cruel smile.
He said calmly, "Although the Empire's seas are vast, there's no place for pirates. Your choice is … submission or death? "
Since the end of last year, the third Pirate King, Emerald Light, had been crowned, and the Anti-Shilius Alliance had become stronger than ever. Now that half a year had passed, a huge change was about to happen.
Furthermore, with the promotion of Shilius to an Empire at the beginning of the year, the citizens of Shilius, who had an unprecedented sense of nationhood, could no longer tolerate these pirate scum who were sucking the blood of Shilius.
The heavy responsibility of cleaning up the world for the Empire fell on Bradley, who knew the pirates the best. He was even conferred the rank of Rear Admiral.
The pirates of Malone Harbor stared at the Pirate King who had openly donned the Shilius uniform. Many of them didn't hide the hatred and disdain in their eyes. No matter how powerful he was, there was no way to hide the fact that he was a pirate traitor.
Oathbreaker? Traitor? Indeed, he didn't get the wrong nickname.
And when he threw out this ultimate choice, the scene suddenly fell silent for a moment.
Just as the corners of Bradley's mouth curled into a smile …
Suddenly, someone spat out a mouthful of saliva and sang.
"I'm a pirate,
A ferocious pirate,
With a wine bottle in my left hand,
With treasure in my right hand … "
His voice was hoarse, but the boldness and magnanimity in it penetrated one's heart.
Someone in the gradually restless crowd responded.
"I'm a pirate,
A capable pirate,
Beautiful ladies,
Please come to my embrace … "
Following that, one person after another began to sing.
"I'm a pirate,
A pirate who roams the seas freely,
Under the guidance of the Skeleton Flag,
Toiling for survival.
I'm a pirate,
A pirate without tomorrow,
Forever without an end,
A pirate who wanders the seas … "
Upon hearing their singing, Bradley, whose face suddenly turned livid, roared angrily, "Shut up!
You're not allowed to sing. Hang them! "
"Hahaha …"
Amidst their maniacal laughter that didn't care about life and death but only about faith, the ropes in the hands of the Pirate King's direct subordinates suddenly tightened.
"Uh …"
Half a day later, the setting sun was as red as blood.
There were ultimately few brave warriors who were unafraid of death.
Staring at the large group of newbies kneeling in front of him, Bradley's eyes flickered as he muttered to himself, "Don't blame me.
The Golden Sea is too small. It can't accommodate three Pirate Kings! "
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