Empire of England

Georgetown

Port Royal Tribunal

"Mark, the famous pirate"

"In view of the outrageous list of crimes you have committed against the Imperial Government, the following entries are listed for serious crimes: piracy, smuggling, sneak attacks on the Royal Navy, ......"

Listening to the judge's words, Mark's heart was full of disregard: "Hey, it's just business, but you just found out!"

"Camouflage, arson, kidnapping, looting, ......"

Mark laughed after hearing this: "I just didn't get the royal approval!"

"Theft, Corruption, and Decadence ......"

"Hehe, we ...... each other," Mark muttered, rolling his eyes.

"Destroying, flouting ...... law"

"Hehe......" Mark, who was already powerless to complain, didn't want to say anything.

"For the accusations of the above crimes, I will be sentenced to death by hanging tomorrow!"

After the verdict was announced, the guards dragged Mark off the platform. At this moment, Mark has the body of a 20-year-old young man, although sometimes there is a little boyish taste in his eyes, but it is really much more masculine than before.

In the past few years, the Great White Kingdom of Britain successfully turned the Maurice Empire into the Maurice Kingdom in the trade war attack, and then the England Empire, which made a fortune, successfully attacked the Kingdom of France, leaving the English Empire, the remnants of the Kingdom of France and the Spanish Empire on this ocean.

However, the Spanish Empire seems to be still fighting for territory with another empire on the Japanese continent, so the entire ocean is basically under the control of the English Empire, and the colonies of other kingdoms and empires are seriously shrinking.

It is precisely because of the dominance of the British Empire and the intensity of the crackdown on pirates that the cells in many of the nearby seaports are already overcrowded, and the mortality rate is even as high as 40%!

Dragged all the way to the cell at the back of the courtroom, Mark was imprisoned in a large room, where there were no more shackles fixed to the wall, and the guards didn't bother much, throwing Mark inside and leaving, he was going to be hanged tomorrow anyway.

It's cheaper Mark, and there's no fixed shackles, but this room is full of pirates!

"Hey, Gentlemen, have fun. Mark was free to move around and smiled happily. But fortunately, everyone else was shackled by the shackles on the wall, otherwise, just this sentence, I don't know how many pirates would jump up and beat him.

"Perhaps, tomorrow the Kingdom of France or the Kingdom of Maurice will come back?" said Mark. "I saw the Grim Reaper in the ocean that day!"

"Death?...... The voice...... Mark？...... Is that you?" A voice came from behind Mark.

"Clint?" Mark immediately turned back at the familiar voice, and a stout man appeared in front of him. This man has a scar on his face, but he never dares to tell anyone that he was scratched with scissors when he peeked at the women's bath, he only said that he was injured during the naval battle.

Clint is a good friend of Mark who met on the Grim Reaper, and the two are not very old, but Clint is a head taller than Mark, but the friendship between the two is very deep.

The stout Cint happily ran over with the shackles on his wrists and the hard stones on the wall behind him, and for a moment, a large hole several people wide appeared in the entire cell. Seeing this, the other pirates crawled out of the cave.

Clint excitedly picked up Mark and spun around before putting it down and saying, "I'm so glad to see you, brother." I thought you were missing?"

"For a while, yes. ......:-D Mark thought for a moment and said, "Later, I was tied to a piece of wood and thrown into the sea, and then I fainted. "I said it lightly.

"When I woke up, I was shackled. Mark said, holding up his wrist.

"That must be the blessing of the gods!" Clint said.

Mark listened and muttered quietly, "Yes, pimp?"

"What?" Clint's ears had been knocked by the cannon before, so he wasn't very bright.

"I said, 'Where's Pete?' shouldn't you be on the Grim Reaper with him?" Mark didn't want to continue, so he changed the subject.

"Oh! He's signed a hundred-year contract with Captain Bruyers, and he's become a real pirate. Clint said.

"What about you, Clint, how did you get here?" said Mark.

"I got into a verbal altercation with the royal guards. "Clint didn't get anything.

"How many?" said Mark, a little curious.

"Twenty, they caused it!" Cint said, bowing his head.

Mark shook his head a little angrily after hearing this, it seems that his strength is really stable.

Clint didn't want to talk about this, and when he saw his old friend, he couldn't help but complain: "Mark, I'll tell you! Since the Grim Reaper was taken over by the female sea god, it is no longer as invincible as before, and it has to solve many problems every day, and it is simply too busy." And it can no longer be as carefree as before, and it can even sneak up on the English Empire. Because something very tricky happened, I don't know where a large number of immortal sailors came!"

"Immortal sailor?" that piqued Mark's interest. Even the resurrected Touhou was appointed to the female sea god, and it did not reach the realm of immortality, so the immortal sailor must have an extraordinary background.

"That's right, it's the immortal sailors, it is said that no firearms and swords can reach them, and there are even rumors that when the moon is full, they will transform into devils and eat the sailors on the entire ship!"

"Well, that's what intrigued me. Mark, who has always been adventurous, naturally wanted to meet for a while.

"Do you have a boat?" asked Clint, a little expectantly.

Mark glanced at Clint, a little disgusted, and said, "No! But I have an idea......

Clint looked into Mark's eyes, and as Mark's eyes rolled, Clint glanced out through the hole he had just opened, where an Imperial England ship was parked in the harbor.

"Mark, you're not talking about the Prince, it's a fast sailboat. Clint looked at the light in his eyes, although it was more than a hundred years, but the strength of this ship's more than 60 guns was about the same. And even if it can't be beaten, it's fast! If you can't beat it, you can run, and if you run out of range, wouldn't it be good!

“...... Why are you still so stupid!" Mark continued, with a black line on his face, "Can the boat be driven by two people? I'm talking about the one next to it!"

"That's ......"

Mark began to make small calculations in his mind again: "That's the Chaser, it's the fastest sailing ship in this ocean, even if it's the Prince, it can be blown to the skyline in the blink of an eye." ”

"What's the use of a ship that fast!" Clint said incomprehensibly.

"Mr. Clint, if you can't get out of range before their first artillery attack, I don't want to take you to the goddess of the sea to resurrect you!" Mark said arrogantly.

"Ok, just do as you say!" Clint didn't think much about it, and just had a feeling of being illuminated.

While the two of them were calculating, the guards pushed back the pirates who had just escaped because of the big movement they had just made, and filled the hole anew, while Mark closed his eyes and pondered his escape plan for tomorrow.

............

Clint: Mark's best friend, he's a big guy, he's a tank, and he's a good guy to Mark.