0299 Whatever my sword points to, it is lawless
Sharks and dolphins, two extremely similar species in the ocean.
Clever and cruel.
They are the upper echelons of the marine food chain, hunters, carnivorous, and social creatures.
They swim the ocean in groups, chasing prey and biting at their opponents, their teeth coiled with the Grim Reaper, and every part of their body is designed to make the hunt more efficient.
But they are very different creatures.
Sharks are always fierce and brutal, and their every move reveals a breathtaking horror.
They can also occasionally congregate on the side of ships or on the beach. People were terrified, people fled, people armed with harpoons and guns, just to kill them or drive them away.
Dolphins, on the other hand, always dress themselves up as harmless to humans and animals.
The oily cortex, the black and white color lines, the rounded nose and big eyes, even the cry is so beautiful, like the joy of a child, the shallow moan of a girl.
They are one of the most popular sea creatures, invited, healed, and even the youngest children dare to seek healing from this ferocious beast.
What's more, they, the helpless children, can really find a cure without worrying about being hurt by the ferocious dolphins.
Bellamy's description is full of spirituality.
At the moment when Lorraine threw out the ball, the Codex Guardians saw a strong figure leap high above the water in the midst of a split triangular fin!
Invasion of dolphins?
It stands to reason that the Maritime Brotherhood should refuse, because the ideas and models of privateers will have an immeasurable impact on the already mature pirate world, and will likely lead to the accelerated collapse of the already weakened pirate ecology.
But as Bellamy said, their thoughts don't matter, and neither do their judgments and reasons, because they are not qualified to say no at all.
Hundreds of years have long since wiped out the authority that the Emperor has given to the Senate, and the current Brotherhood is only a deformed parasite parasitic on the pirates of the Caribbean, the powerful regard them as nothing, and the lowly believe in them as gods.
Lorraine is a powerful man, even without the approval of the Brotherhood, he can fly the pirate flag approved by the British king to run rampant on the seas, the impact that should come will still come, and the collapse that should still come.
Therefore, the Brotherhood needs to consider its own interests, whether to make its own weakness because of Lorraine's dissection to the world, or to continue to maintain its deformed rule and continue to play the role of a false leader.
The answer is obvious......
The sixth old man on the right, Bellamy's old captain, narrowed his faint old eyes.
"Drake...... I just discovered that you share the same last name as the legendary privateer who ushered in the era of pirates in the Caribbean hundreds of years ago, and coincidentally, you chose the same name for your flagship. ”
"If you're talking about Francis, he's my ancestor."
"Straight?"
"It doesn't matter." Lorraine waved his hand noncommittally, "Pirates don't need bloodline inheritance, and the dragons of the seven seas won't bring me any beneficial protection. ”
The old captain smiled, thinking that he had seen Lorraine's weakness clearly.
"It's true that bloodline is not important to pirates, and young people should pay more attention to their own lives." He smiled heartily, "We agree that privateers are part of the pirates, and that you too have the right to enjoy the protection granted to you by the Great Code. ”
"So, our negotiations were successful, didn't we?"
"By and large, it was a success, but there were some minor details......"
"Details?" Lorraine frowned, "Do you have to pay dues to join the Brotherhood?" ”
"No, no, no, you're mistaken, young man." The old captain laughed, "The Brotherhood of the Sea is the organization of the great emperor to provide arbitration and service to all pirates, we live for pirates, not parasitize on pirates. ”
"And what do you rely on to maintain your existence?"
"Channel!" The old captain smiled intriguingly, "We have the lifeline that all the pirates of the Caribbean depend on for their livelihood, and that is the most important channel in the entire sea, and that is...... Tortuga seaport! ”
"A black harbor?"
The answer to this ......
Truth be told, the answer was much more than Lorraine had expected.
The Maritime Brotherhood, which exists in the form of the Senate of the Pirate Empire and guards the Pirate Temple and the Pirate Code, is actually a working Black Harbor Management Committee.
Relying on the Black Harbor, running the Black Harbor, selling the stolen goods for the pirates, and taking taxes from them, that's all.
Lorraine couldn't help but shake her head self-deprecatingly: "It seems that from today onwards, my stolen goods also need to be sent to Tortuga for sale." ”
"That's one of the ways the Brotherhood serves the pirates."
"So the tax ...... I mean, the service fee? ”
"Tortuga will take 30% of the turnover, but it doesn't have to be yours."
"It's a familiar rhetoric and a scene."
Lorraine muttered under his breath, losing interest in dealing with this group of spoiled pirates.
"Ladies and gentlemen, I am very happy. I'm glad to hear the word of civilization for the first time on Turtle Island, and I'm even happier that the Brotherhood of the Sea is ruled by a group of civilized people who are no different from gentlemen. However, you may have misunderstood something. ”
The old captain glanced at Lorraine differently: "Misunderstanding? ”
"Yes, misunderstanding."
Lorraine stood up, walked around the table to the back of the old pirates, and with a thud, her knives unsheathed.
Henna unfolded her gown with a thud and leaped onto the table, two daggers in hand.
Barto stood up with a groan, two muskets in his left and right hands, wings behind Henna, aiming at the terrified guards on the sidelines, very limited guards.
The Guardians froze motionless on the table, the entire room tense.
After all, they were the great pirates who once dominated the sea, even if they deteriorated, even if they degenerated, even if Lorraine, who looked more dangerous, stood behind them with a long knife, they still keenly recognized that almost all the killing intent in the venue came from Henna in front of them.
The old captain's face turned pale: "Drake, are you going to declare war on the entire pirate world?" ”
"Misunderstanding."
Lorraine easily held the knife flower, flipped his hand, the blade was upward, and the oblique tip of the knife poked twice on the table, lightly hooking the sharp corners of the two charts.
"You have a misunderstanding of me, a misunderstanding of privateer, and a misunderstanding of the word stolen goods."
"The law of the civilized world stipulates that personal wealth is sacrosanct, and pirates have seized their property without the consent of their owners, and this property is stolen."
"Stolen goods are taken from lawbreakers from law-abiding people, and they are the protection of civilization and the kingdom for good people. The transformation of property rights from law-abiding to lawlessness is a necessary attribute of stolen goods. ”
"The peasants killed the wild boars that trampled the wheat fields, and the wild boar meat became the legal property of the peasants. The homeless man snatched the gentleman's tuxedo, which was the stolen goods in the hands of the homeless man. At this time, if a noble righteous and brave man stands up, drives away the homeless, and retrieves the tuxedo, who do you think this tuxedo should belong to? ”
Zuo San stared at the reflection of the old man on the knife, and replied in a trembling voice: "Gentleman...... Gentleman ......"
"That's not an accurate answer." Lorraine smiled and dragged back the blade, allowing the tip of the knife to plow two deep notches on the tabletop, "The key is in the right to property." ”
"When the knight is brave and brave, if the gentleman is still chasing and has not given up, this assistance is moral, because the property rights have not been transferred. However, if the gentleman is already dead when the knight catches the tramp, or if he falls on his knees in despair and laments the injustice of fate, then the tuxedo becomes the knight's trophy, which is the reward for his justice, and deserves the protection of the law. ”
"This brings us to the second question, is the tuxedo in the hands of the knight considered stolen goods?"
The fourth from the right glanced at Henna and swallowed nervously: "No. ”
"Yes, it doesn't count."
Lorraine raised her hand and drew her long knife, and with a flick of the blade, two charts fluttered down in front of Bartow.
Barto didn't want to put away the gun and pick up the picture, so he immediately stood behind Henna with his hands behind him, his chest held high, and his eyes did not squint.
"The tuxedo in the hands of a gentleman is not a stolen property, but in the hands of a tramp it is a swag, and when it is transferred to a knight, it becomes a sacred and inviolable legal property, this is the rule of civilization."
"So what exactly is a businessman's pursuit?" Lorraine dragged the knife and paced slowly, "Or what do I like about the marine environment?" ”
"Safe, unobstructed, prosperous, stable. Businessmen don't care about the competition of their peers, because there is no end of money in the world, and the more people who make it, the greater the profit of the entire industry. ”
"Therefore my guns will not be directed towards good merchant ships, and there will be no stolen goods in my wealth. All my sword is lawless, either an enemy of Great Britain, or else...... It is the enemy of the whole civilization. ”
"Then ......" the old captain stared at Henna, finally made up his mind, and turned sharply to Lorraine, "Then why are you a pirate!" ”
"Why be a pirate?"
Lorraine muttered and smiled, raising the knife in his hand, the blade pointing straight at the codex in the distance, and then, slashing down.
The sharp knife slashed down, grazing the old captain's shoulders and arms, and slashed hard at the solid wood table with unparalleled force, and the debris flew into the wood.
Click, click......
Twists and turns appear on the table with the crisp sound of the plate cracking, connecting from one side to the other, extending from one end to the other.
The table should have been cut in two, but Henna was there, and the table was there.
Lorraine laughed, gripped the hilt of her sword, straightened her arm, and the sound of laughter echoed through the hall.
"Why should I be a pirate? The reason is simple. Because someone is breaking the order I like, someone is stealing my wealth, and I have to make them understand that they have done something wrong and need to be corrected. ”
"So I'm going to pick one of the two flags and make a quick decision. Whether to hide the blade behind the Chamber of Commerce flag and wait for them to provoke again, or unfurl the skeleton flag and take the initiative in the warship. ”
With that, Lorraine put away her sword, sheathed it, and bowed deeply to the guardians of the Codex like a gentleman of all with sincerity and respect.
"You see, I don't like to wait."