At the first scream, Rosa snapped open her eyes.

The voice was close at hand—a few paces away, and the pirate guarding her slowly fell to her knees, her heavy body tilted to one side. Before the attacker could show up, Rosa knew it wouldn't be Cesyana. If the elves really intended to save her in this most direct way, the two pirates would not have had a chance to make any noise at all.

But the visitor was tall and light-footed, no worse than the elves she had seen on the streets of Ston Butch...... Concealed by her deliberately short hair and overly wide masculine clothing, she could still make out at a glance that it was a woman—a female pirate, with small black skulls tattooed on her forehead, revealing her identity in an overly striking and resolute way.

“...... Adora. She exclaimed, deliberately not looking at the shadow that flashed behind her—she had not come alone.

The woman smiled at her, a slightly curious smile and even a little shy.

"You know me?" she asked, casually rubbing the blood on the blade onto herself.

"I've heard of you. Rosa replied with a smile, silently looking at the pirate who was about her age, but who had become famous before her, as Adora lifted the shackles on her wrists.

The sea breeze and sunlight make Adora's skin look dark and rough, but she still looks very young with a little innocent and careless smile on her face...... In fact, her thick skeleton and overly thin figure make her look not much of a woman's style, but something somewhere between a boy and a girl. Mesmerizing temperament.

But she can cut a person to pieces with her innocent smile like a cutlet, and the reason is probably so simple that she can forget it when she turns around.

Rosa suspected that legends were always exaggerated, but she would never underestimate a man who could lean on a sword. Instead of the body, the female pirate who survived in the Black Sails.

"I'm here to save you. In a cheerful tone, Adora reached out and pulled her up in a friendly manner.

“...... Appreciate. Rosa tensed her muscles unconsciously, listening to more screams coming from the darkness around her, but the first thought that popped into her head was—Is Egg dead?

As Lange said, pirates are tempted to kill each other...... But this time, she instinctively felt that things wouldn't be that simple. Since Adora is here to "save" her. Iger probably picked the wrong side.

Any mistake can be fatal for pirates.

"Oh, you don't need to thank me. Adora pointed to her ears. To put it mildly, "If your pointy-eared friend can't please Ninetoe, maybe I'll have to kill you." ”

Nine-toed ...... So, it wasn't "killing each other," it was a rebellion -- and she didn't want to get into trouble.

Rosa smiled. Rubbing his wrist silently. His gaze lowered fell on the female pirate's scimitar, which she casually stuck in her waist.

"Follow me, follow me. Adora smiled and beckoned to her, took two steps and suddenly turned back as if she remembered something: "You don't want to run away or stab me in the back, do you? It's better not to, I don't like to kill women...... I didn't really want the elf to be hung from the mast - he had beautiful hands, but if he became hard, he wouldn't be so pretty. ”

"Oh, of course not. Rosa looked up, her smile still calm and gentle. "At least, not until you're going to kill me. ”

Adora chuckled. Leaned over and kissed lightly and quickly. Finish. Kiss her on the cheek.

"If I really have to kill you......," she said, "I'll give you a sword first, Rosa Latus—I owe at least that to your father." ”。

Rosa breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Sesyana standing outside the hatch, feeling a little guilty in her heart—she was more worried about Egg's safety than the elves.

Of course, she could tell herself that it was because she believed that the elves were capable enough to protect themselves no matter what...... But in fact, Iger is no different. Though he didn't have lightning-fast swords, Egger Biston never put himself in danger.

She smiled at the elf, deliberately not looking at Egger, but she could still feel Egger's gaze lingering on her face for a long time, upsetting her.

But right now, most people won't be paying attention to the undercurrents surging between them. When Nine Toes spoke, everyone had to hold their breath to hear what he was saying.

This was the first time Rosa had seen Nine Toes, the young pirate leader whom Lange had scoffed at. Her father's disdain had some effect on her, but she had to admit that the tall man in front of her, who was slightly hunched over and spoke as thin and low as if he had not yet breathed, was indeed impressive.

"I really can't figure it out, Roger, you're already dying, why do you have to intervene. He sighed softly and kicked the man on the ground with his toes, "It's still a fool like Lucan...... Tell me, did you drink too much of the wine you hid in the kitchen, and if that was the case, I could still let you go. ”

He asked about a thin old man with a white beard and few teeth. It's not easy for pirates to live to this age, and there's really no need to get yourself involved in such trouble.

Roger knelt on the ground, but no one even bothered to tie his hands. He looked up at Nine Toes with cloudy eyes, and just as Rosa thought he was about to admit that he had drunk too much, the old man suddenly laughed.

"Lucan is indeed an idiot...... "But I must say that if I had to choose a leader, any fool here would be better than you." ”

Ninetoe stood there quietly, neither angry nor smiling, his indifferent face as if he had a mask on it, only waving his hand as his men tried to stop Lucan, allowing him to continue.

"What are we? We are pirates. The old man simply tilted his body and sat on the ground, "We kill people and set fires, and we do all kinds of evil, but we are free." We do not obey any laws, we do not obey any kings and nobles, we are sharks in the sea, wolves in the forest...... But you, Nine Toes, you're just a dog and still trying to put a collar around the neck of all of us. So, lo and behold, I probably drank too much...... I haven't drunk too much on any day, but whether I'm drunk or not, I'll say the same - you, Walker, aren't worthy to be the leader of the Black Sails, even if you do kill a dragon...... Why don't you drag those two horns to the king and ask for a knight?" (To be continued.) )