Tokai, a pirate ship adrift on the seas.

Although it is a pirate ship, it does not fly the pirate flag.

Over the course of the year, the life of the East China Sea pirates has become more and more difficult day by day.

It's a blessing not to be caught by Debang Company, how dare they hang the skull flag and swagger through the market like before?

Because of the bleak prospects of the industry and the narrow living space, many pirates have even broken up and gone home to work.

However, thieves, as one of the oldest professions in the world, will never be eradicated.

There are many people who don't want to work part-time and make a living, and want to steal something to make a living, and there are still many pirates in the East China Sea who are stubbornly surviving in the cracks.

The Yarrita Pirates are one of them.

"It's getting harder and harder to do this business..."

Yarrita's chubby, freckled face revealed the melancholy of exhaustion to make ends meet.

In front of her, there was a small pile of various goods:

There were clothes, food, books, and a small amount of gold and silver.

The looted items were miscellaneous, and the portions were not enough.

It was snatched from a passenger ship by Arrita with her little brother not long ago;

The passenger ship looked a little shabby, and it was obviously not a good target for how much oil and water could be squeezed.

However, under the increasingly dense arming network of Debang Company, Yarrita can no longer pick and choose fat and thin as before when he robs, and can only encounter what to rob, and he has to flee exhausted after robbing.

"Boss Arrita!"

One of his subordinates rubbed his palms and said with a flushed face:

"Brothers, brothers have not had income for a long time..."

As he spoke, his greedy gaze could not be suppressed, glancing at the small pile of jeweled bills.

The meaning is very clear, it is "asking for salary".

If it were in the old era of pirates who ate a lot of meat and shared a lot of money, the pirate minions would have ten times the income with a casual vote with Boss Arrita, and they would not be able to value this treasure at all.

However, in order to avoid the tragedy of "the money is still there, but the life is gone", these pirate minions who swim on the tip of the knife all year round will not save money at all.

Every time they grab money, the minions will squander it as soon as possible.

It's good now...

They suffered an even greater tragedy in their lives: their lives were still alive and their money was gone.

"Income?"

Arrita read her subordinate's instructions, and her face suddenly became ugly.

After a moment of silence, Arrita picked up the small pile of jeweled bills with her broad, stocky fat hand.

"Thank you, Boss!"

The minions' eyes are shining.

Then, in their expectant eyes...

Arrita pulled out a small wad of bills no wider than her finger from it and slapped it in front of the minions:

"Take it and divide it!"

"Huh?"

The minions subconsciously cast a resentful gaze on Arrita's big face.

"Huh?"

Arrita frowned, and turned to look at the giant mace leaning against the wall not far away.

"Hmm..."

The minions stiffened their faces and retracted their heads.

"Take the rest and divide it!"

Arrita pretended to be generous and left the remaining pile of worthless goods to her subordinates, and left alone with the money.

"Ugh..."

Back in the captain's quarters, Arrita sighed deeply, only holding the pile of jewels a little tighter:

She didn't want to keep the money for herself, but to keep it to keep the pirates running.

In the past year, while Debang Company has vigorously cracked down on arms dealers, it has also recruited more and more weapons craftsmen under its command...

So much so that now, if you want to buy a katana through normal channels, you have to register your real name.

Of course, this does not prevent illegal trade underground.

But...

When those black market traders with a keen sense of smell saw this situation, they immediately took advantage of the situation to increase prices under the pretext of "tight limelight and narrow channels".

The price of guns, ammunition, swords, bows and crossbows has increased tenfold compared to before, making the cost of being a pirate greatly increased.

Naturally, the minions couldn't understand the boss's distress, and they complained immediately after Yarrita's departure:

"The brothers followed her out desperately, and they even gave such a little money!"

"yes!"

"With such a little money, we might as well divide our luggage and break up as soon as possible!"

"I heard that I went to the Kingdom of Goya to move bricks, and I had it every month..."

Chatting and chatting, the minions finally died down.

Because Yarrita didn't keep them on wages in the first place.

Her terrifying sheer power, wielding a mace that could drive dozens of their brawny men, was the reason why the minions dared not speak out.

"Ugh..."

With a sigh, the minions could only reluctantly divide the small pile of bills.

Then, with the intention of making a little bit of money, they divided up the remaining pile of loot, which was mostly clothing, books, and daily necessities.

However, clothes and daily necessities are still useful.

This book...

If they could read books, they wouldn't be pirates now.

The minions tossed the books aside and onto the deck, hitting the feet of a pink-haired imp.

The pain in his feet was intense, but he just endured it and didn't dare to say a word.

This short, chubby imp with glasses, named Kirby, was the handyman on the ship that Arrita had caught and had been wiping the pirates' deck for free for a whole year.

Unlike those uneducated guys, Kirby is a hardworking and studious person.

Curiously, Kirby picked up the books from the ground, and the golden sword logo on the cover of one of them immediately caught his eye:

This symbol represents the famous knight of justice in the East China Sea.

Kirby initially dreamed of becoming a navy, but after witnessing the once arrogant Arrita Pirates gradually weakening in the light of the Righteous Knights, he dreamed of becoming Galen's followers.

With mixed feelings, Kirby opened the book:

Swordsman: From Beginner to Master

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Donghai, a certain unit under the command of Debang Company.

The two commanders who led the army were Joseph and Johnny.

Originally, they were just third-rate swordsmen who barely survived by hunting small pirates, and their income was very meager.

Therefore, when Debang Company was first established, they were attracted by the high salary and high treatment to take the initiative to sign up for the first training camp led by Dusty, and have grown into army commanders who can sit on one side.

"Congratulations, Berumeber!"

Joseph clasped the hand of one of the recruits tightly and said to him with an admiring face:

"You have successfully passed the physical fitness test and political audit, and you are already a qualified Debang fighter!"

"Thank you!"

"Thank you for the trust of the organization!"

Tears of excitement welled up on Berumeber's face.

At the beginning, Smoker felt deeply evil after experiencing corrupt navies such as Major Hammer and Colonel Mouse, and patrolled the East China Sea with a sense of anger, and wiped out countless corrupt navies in one go.

Berumeber's father, Colonel Monka, was one of them.

However, his father, Monka, is not mortal.

Without Galen's interference, the future Monka would even be able to set a terrible record of "cutting down Karp with an axe and calmly escaping", earning himself the name of "Axe King".

So, Monka finally escaped alone under the round-up of Smoker, leaving only him, the stupid son of the landlord's family, to atone for his sins.

From prisoners in labor camps to miscellaneous servants in the German army, from miscellaneous labor in the army to trainee recruits...

Berumeber didn't know how much effort he put in, and he didn't know how many ideological reports and political materials he had written.

Eventually, he succeeded in transforming and standing out as a staunch warrior for justice in Demacia.

"There is still a long way to go, work hard!"

Joseph patted Belrumeber on the shoulder with satisfaction, took out another book and handed it to him personally:

"This is the cultivation textbook that our Debang soldiers will learn in the future, you can take it back and take a good look!"

"Yes!"

Berummeber nodded heavily, very excited in his heart:

He finally got rid of the ugly identity of the original second generation of the army and ushered in a new life.

After some pleasantries, Berumeber said goodbye to Joseph and Johnny and headed for his quarters.

He clung to the book of "Sword Hero" all the way, and couldn't wait to go home and understand it in detail.

However, as soon as Berummeber opened the door, he found that his house had been turned over like a thief.

As he walked inside, he saw a tall man sitting on the couch:

He was a large, muscular man, with only one hand intact and the other a sharp axe.

"Dad?!"

Berumeber was stunned for a moment: "Y-Why are you here?" ”

The man was none other than the former corrupt navy and now wanted criminal, Monka, who was Berumeber's father.

"Hehe..."

Monka smiled coldly, and waved the handful of bills he was holding in his hand:

"I heard you mixed well, I'll come and see you."

"You spent so much money on Lao Tzu before, and now give me some... It doesn't matter, right? ”

“......”

Berumeber swallowed, instinctively feeling a little terrified of his murderous father:

"Here, our troops are stationed here!"

"How?"

The smile on Monka's face became a little cruel:

"Boy, do you want to report your father?"

"When, of course not..."

Berumeber's face was stiff, but one hand quietly grasped the hilt of the knife at his waist.

"That's good."

Monka deliberately softened his tone, and walked in front of Berumeber as if unguarded.

Rumble!

Between the electric light and flint, the knife and axe intersect.

In the aftermath of the sound of the golden iron, the figures of Monka and Berumeber were staggered.

Eventually, with one move, Berumeber fell to the ground dripping with blood.

"Stinky boy!"

Monka said coldly:

"What kind of ecstasy soup did they pour you? Even your dad is going to be caught? ”

Meng Ka deliberately ran here to rob his son, just because he calculated that his cowardly and incompetent stupid son would not dare to speak out, and he was not afraid of being chased by troops if he robbed him.

But Monka didn't expect that in less than a year, Berumeber would dare to draw a knife against him so decisively.

"I'm already a Debang warrior!"

Berumeber's voice was harsh, but his tone was firm:

"You, you've sinned... and make atonement! ”

"This is justice!"

"Phew!"

"Justice?"

"Lao Tzu is a naval colonel, don't you know what that 'justice' is?"

Monka cursed impatiently, and stopped looking at Berumeber, who had passed out.

He packed up the belongings he had looted from his son's house and prepared to embark on a seemingly never-ending run.

Before leaving, Munka noticed a book that was guarded by Berumeber's chest.

"Jianhao? From beginner to proficient? ”

"Interesting..."

Monka's eyes lit up with brilliance.