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Alan was now leaning on the railing on the deck and vomiting.

Around him were several dead people lying in pools of blood.

The reason for the vomiting was not that Alan was fainting blood, but that he was seasick。。。。。。

Here's how it all happened, a few days after returning to the orphanage for the summer vacation, Alan found all sorts of inconveniences, especially because he didn't have the money to buy enough books to supplement his magical knowledge, which made him a little uncomfortable - compared to the Hogwarts library, which was not far from the sky, the few second-hand books he bought were not enough for him to read.

There is a good saying, read 10,000 books, travel 10,000 miles.

Since he had no money to buy books to read, Alan had no choice but to turn his mind to travel - as for the lack of money, that was another problem, wasn't there still a poor trip?

But apparently Allen's budget travel routine was not quite the same as the others - he had no intention of traveling at all。。。。。。

Snakes have snake paths, rats have rat paths, and Alan can't spend a lot of money to buy regular overseas play, so he can only choose another way - smuggling.

Of course, this kind of risky behavior is not suitable for girls, so Alan ignores Anne's protests and leaves her in the orphanage to read a book - although Alan promises to take her out next year - another big expense。。。。。。

According to common sense, smuggling is more expensive, but Alan didn't plan to buy a ticket at all, so he used the transfiguration technique he learned during the exchange to change his appearance, and then specially found a team that looked like a human trafficker organization.

Presumably deceived by the appearance of Allen's 11-year-old child, the gang arranged shelter and food for Allen, who was dressed in tatters but had a decent face, after rounding the dense alleys - Allen claimed that he had been abused in an orphanage and wanted to come out to work.

Of course, it's impossible to work part-time - even if Alan had the intention, the gang wouldn't have that idea.

They are transnational trafficking organizations that abduct children from marginal European countries, then travel back and forth between countries, and then sell the selected children to psychopaths in different grades.

As for Alan being a boy? I'm sorry, but the boy's sales are not low at all, and the market is still expanding.

Originally, these people didn't plan to be trafficked in the UK, the UK is just a transit station, but they can't stop Allen himself!

So, after two days in that nice little room, Alan was tricked into getting on board with the excuse that he couldn't be more astringent as a trainee sailor on the ship.

It was a ship docked at a small dock that had been secretly carved out over a deserted place where birds didn't, old, but very leathery—a ship was as precious to the crew as life.

Even these scumbags feed off the sea - the sea isn't calm every day, and when it comes to a tsunami, even the strongest and most vicious guys have to rely on the boat to be their last defense.

Because Eren and the others were to be sold for a good price, their dwelling was not as miserable as the legendary stowaway boats - the boats in the hands of the smugglers known as the smugglers put their passengers in an airtight environment for the sake of maximum profit and safety from detection - all of them dealt with physiological problems and food problems below, and the possibility of infectious diseases led to a surprisingly high mortality rate under the swaying planks.

In addition to being restricted in their freedom, Eren and the others were well fed and well slept - and if it weren't for the daily threats and empty promises of a better future from the traffickers who revealed their true colors, it would have been a perfect trip.

It's a pity that these people can live for an extra day or two, but they did a big death at the most critical time.

Although they wouldn't go too far with the kidnapped children in order to ensure a high price for the goods, it was only for girls - and just before arriving, Alan was targeted by a sperm-brained guy.

The dry guy was dead and couldn't die anymore - not many people could survive with a toothbrush stuck in their hearts.

As for why not use magic, first, Eren didn't want the scum to die too quickly, and second, the aftermath was troublesome - being killed by a physical attack and being killed by a spell were completely different things in the eyes of wizards - Muggle cannibalism was something that few wizards would notice.

All of this had been thought about before, and now it was just a matter of bringing the start time forward a little bit, and there was no big problem.

From the corpse on the ground, Alan quickly retrieved the key and opened the locked door of his room, the creaking sound of the door opening did not make Alan feel a little scared, but felt as if he was performing a sacred ritual - everything is empty, everything is allowed.

I don't know if this counts as fishing law enforcement? Alan thought as he walked with his steps.

From the disgusting fellow's body, he pulled out a sharp knife, a must-have tool for their lives - but no gun.

But even Alan wouldn't use a gun, for him, the power of a gun was nowhere near as easy as magic came from, even if he didn't bring his wand with him to prevent positioning.

Short knives weren't handy, so Eren decided to get a handy weapon first - as for magic, he didn't plan to use it unless it was a rush to prevent unnecessary trouble.

With Warlo's help, he knew very well what was going on on the boat—few people cared about the birds that followed the boat—almost all of them were foodies, who came for the vibration of the boat's motor and the fish and shrimp brought by the heat.

So, Alan easily went into the kitchen, and in the strong smell of fish and rum, he quickly found the guy who took advantage of it - a large fish-killing knife. This is not an ordinary knife, and the fish it kills is not the kind of common small fish, in fact, this kind of knife is a homemade control knife, about a foot and a half long, made of the scraps of steel plates in steel mills, and the upper edge of the knife is extremely sharp, and can easily cut open the belly of a shark - not to mention people, of course.

The black, heavy knife had only a handle made of linen cloth to absorb sweat, and it seemed to others that Eren picked it up as if he were wielding a heavy sword.

Yes, it has a Galen feel, and Alan weighed the feeling of the knife.

The two unlucky men of the night watch were slashed before they could raise the alarm, so Allen's killing was not discovered until halfway through the night - one guy smelled the strong smell of blood when he was freeing up in the middle of the night.

His loud noise called out the rest of the guys, and also called for him the end of his life.

The people who woke up hurried to the weapons room - the captain was not allowed to hold weapons except for the night watchmen in order to prevent rebellion, and when they met the sea watchman, the old guns from the Soviet Union were enough to buy them time to get their weapons.

Unfortunately, Alan wasn't going to play a shootout with them - a few wires that plugged the keyhole would work just fine against a lock.

The only effective resistance came from the captain, who, instead of praying after witnessing his men being put away in his pajamas by a child chopping melons and vegetables, fired a cold shot.

Sadly, a shield that lit up at the gunfire killed his last hope - and then a raven knocked the only assurance he had to the ground.

"Please。。。。。。 He fell to his knees, but before he could finish speaking, Alan was not in the habit of leaving the enemy a chance.

Then, under the double blow of the smell of blood and the shaking deck, Allen, who was carrying the bloody fish-killing knife, vomited in anger。。。。。。

PS: Everything is false, everything is allowed. - From Assassin's Creed.

When others are blindly seeking truth and truth, remember that everything is false (everything is information, data)

When others are bound by law and morality, remember - all things are allowed (all things are approved by the universe, allowed)

The law does not impose capital punishment on traffickers, so let Alan do it.