The pirates of this area often meet on a reef island called 'Nimku', and over time it has become a meeting place for some pirates.

The cave in the middle of the island is rough but cleaned, and the fish, shrimp, crabs, clams, and other seafood grilled with salt and seaweed are dripping with grease on the grill, and the coconut water and lemonade are mixed in small bowls, and this sweet and sour sauce is spread on the seafood barbecue.

Coupled with spirits made from fresh grains, this level of dining can be considered luxurious in the world of pirates.

The pirates often held such banquets, and the mental stress of the precarious life of the pirates required frequent catharsis, and the slave girls who had been looted from various places wore thin clothes and forced a smile to please the captains at the banquet.

Women were not allowed on most pirate ships, and these pirate dens, large and small, were the prisons of these slave girls, and over time, the forced smile on their faces would gradually evolve into submissive numbness, until all hope was extinguished in the despair of self-abandonment.

Spirits fuel the fun, pirates vent their flames with roars, rough songs, and all sorts of atrocities, so this kind of banquet always smells of chaotic madness.

Maybe to put it another way, such as...... Ocean-style wildness?

Zansus Debino sat at the end of the seven great captains, and his mood was extremely unhappy, and the smell of wildness in the cave deepened his mania.

Of course, the main reason is the arrogant and rude words of the man in the center of the cave.

"Oh, you mean...... You've watched the fool Redbeard be routed by a group of militiamen, and now you're running with your tail between your legs to confide in us your fears?"

The person who spoke wore a huge blue-rimmed pirate hat, and there were more than a dozen scars on his face, which belonged to the medal of the 'Sea Wolf' Lutans, as a sea pirate with two large ships, five hundred warriors, and a total of more than a thousand old and weak women and children, he had the highest voice in this sea.

Although such a force can only be regarded as a midstream at most in the central and western parts of the Falling Star Sea, in the East Falling Star Sea, where the pirate forces have just intervened, such a pirate organization is already large enough.

At least among the captains here, his strength is the strongest, and his voice is naturally the loudest.

In the world of pirates where strength is paramount, there is naturally nothing wrong with him speaking in this tone, and Dibino can only hold back his anger, and with a gloomy expression, he slowly tears the grilled fish in his hand into thin fish floss with both hands: "What I said is the truth, Captain Lutans." ”

He recounted in a flat tone.

"Hahahaha, don't talk about it, little brother Dibino, I think you're scared. One of the captains in the seat next to Lutans laughed rudely, "Oh my God! Two hundred warriors in elite armor who are skilled in the use of all kinds of weapons, are you sure this is a group of militia? and not Serre's regular troops? You know, the elite of the Pirate King can't afford such luxurious equipment." ”

He made exaggerated gestures, showing the absurdity of what Dibino had said to them.

His statement was so successful that the surrounding pirates laughed loudly.

"But one indisputable fact is that Abdul-Jabbar was killed by that group, right under my nose, in the time of a meal. Dibino tilted his head, spread his hands, and looked at the man who spoke: "Dear Bastimore, I don't know how you are going to explain this. ”

"But we have seven captains here, ten large ships, and nearly two thousand warriors who can participate in the battle, and I don't think even those militiamen can be our opponents even if they wear enchanted weapons made of pure gold, right?" Lutans chuckled softly, tugging his beard upwards with two fingers, and staring at Dibino with a playful gaze: "Dear Dibinow, you have not inherited your father's bravery. ”

"I think it's very stupid to attack rashly without measuring the strength of our enemies. Dibino said loudly, "They easily defeated Jabbar with only two hundred men, can you be sure that they only have two hundred?

"Two thousand. Bastimore laughed twice, stretched out two fingers, interrupted Dibino's words, and looked at the latter who was panting amusedly: "We have two thousand in all, and besides, we also have mages." ”

He glanced at the sea wolf in the middle, the strongest pirate in the East Falling Star Sea sat behind a man covered in robes, his face covered by a hood could not see what he looked like, but looking at the wrinkled skin of the hand holding the wine glass, it could be seen that this mage was not too old.

He let out a soft sneer when he heard Basdy Moore's words.

"Okay, okay, but what do we get out of attacking that town?" Dibino frowned, "We don't seem to get much benefit. ”

"Needless to say, dear Dibinow, your words are not worth mentioning, for this is something we have already calculated. Lutans laughed, "Just a farm with a slightly stronger watchdog can scare us foraging sea wolves?"

Dibino tried his best to breathe, and as he looked at the arrogant words of the pirates, it suddenly occurred to him that if these people did not touch the nails, they probably would not have come to their senses.

Thinking that he had just inherited his father's ship and lair, some of the old men in the Pirates were not convinced, and needed him to absorb and reorganize for a while, he shook his head: "Oh, okay then, I'll quit. ”

"What?" the captains' expressions changed as if they had heard something incredible: "You want to quit?"

"Yes, I don't have time to talk to you, you'll regret it. Dibino sighed.

A group of pirates fell silent.

All that was left in the air was the crackling sound of grilled fish.

"Hah, quit?" Lutans repeated, furious, glaring at Dibinor like an angry lion, "Dibinow, are you going to break our covenant?

Dibino was stunned for a moment, and immediately noticed that with Lutans's words, all the captains present turned their eyes to him.

In the eyes, there is a line of lingua franca engraved nakedly: ill-intentioned.

His heart pounded.

"A bunch of hateful dogs!" Dibino struck the mast on the large ship far from Nimkul, and beside him, the faithful young first mate listened to his jails and curse, "Let me be the vanguard of the attack on that damned place." ”

"It's a clear pit. Morey frowned: "Dibino, you offended them?"

"Offended?" the young captain laughed twice, "I feel they were premeditated, maybe ......"

He lowered his voice, and in the night wind, only his first mate could hear his speculation: "Some of my father's old brothers are already eager to find a new patron who can give them greater benefits...... Maybe there's even more arrogance in wanting to sink me into the sea and take control of our lovely Spear Squid on my own, and if I am crippled by the army in this charge, these clowns will jump out and cooperate with the scheming captains to eat us all, are you right? ”

Morey took out a handkerchief, wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, and stammered a little, he nodded: "I think you're right, Dibby...... So, we run away?"

"How many people are willing to follow me?Can we put the six hundred or so men in our lair into a ship and move them away??' Dibino snorted coldly, clenched his fists, his eyes were full of angry red, and he roared loudly, "That's my father's inheritance!"

Morey fell silent.

It's an embarrassing and difficult situation.

After a long time, Dibino suddenly laughed.

Morey raised his head in confusion and looked at the nervously smiling captain: "Dibino, you ......"

He wanted to say something to dissuade him, but he saw the other party raise a palm and dissuade him: "Don't make a noise, I have thought of a good way......"

"Betrayal...... Thinking about it from this perspective, we may have another way out. ”

In Morey's eyes, Captain Dibino's smile seemed to turn a little wicked as he said these words.

...... Days on end, on guard against bandits intent on invading the town from the sea, Penny was a little tired.

Having learned the lesson of the last time, he has sent slave laborers to build a wall on the coast.

Although it was not a good port, Penny began to feel that it was necessary to establish a port here, and to take a long-term view, he would need ships to deal with those pirates.

It was only a faint morning, and a gust of wind blowing in the window woke him up, he shivered, and subconsciously rolled up the quilt to make his body warmer.

He opened his eyes and exhaled a slightly cold breath, although it was not yet the season of complete change, but the cool breeze of the early morning had already brought an omen, and this realization made him know that he must close the window and sleep in the future.

He quickly got dressed, simply meditated and prepared a few commonly used spells, walked downstairs, and saw that the little boy was already in front of the table flipping through the heavy books, he nodded with satisfaction, the child with superior IQ really has an innate advantage over spells, this child named Thomas has been able to skillfully cast introductory spells, and can have this ability in the months of contact with arcane, if it is in Serre, I believe it is enough to shock many apprentices.

But it could also make him die faster.

While Penny and Hughes liked the kid, the other apprentices and mages didn't.

Sensing the mage's arrival, Thomas stood up and nodded slightly, "Good morning, Mentor." ”

Penny looked at the child carefully, and suddenly felt a little inappropriate, because he found that this group of children who had learned spells from the red-robed mage seemed to have begun to distance themselves from their fellow villagers, which made him feel a sense of guilt inexplicably: "You seem to have been living here a lot lately, and you don't often come home to see?"

"My lord, I ......" Thomas's expression became a little gloomy, he already knew that his mentor was not a difficult person to speak, so he did not hide his emotions: "My parents seem to dislike me a little. ”

"Is it because of me?"

"It's ......," Thomas muttered, and he felt as if he shouldn't blame the Mentor, for a large part of the reason he studied arcane was because of the thirst for magical power in his heart.

At least the mage didn't have the knife around his neck to force him to become a mage.

So he didn't want to shirk his responsibilities.

"Your Excellency, you are not the same as the Serles who used to be. For a moment, he thought of words: "The townspeople have begun to accept you." ”

"Different?" the mage smiled, "It's all the same Serl, and they're also red-robed mages." ”

"You have at least fulfilled your lordship's duties. Thomas said with his chest held high.

"And what about you?" the mage shook his head, noncommittal, "Are you ready to become a red-robed mage?" ”

"Uh......"

The little boy was speechless.

Learn Arcane - Apprentice of the Red Robe Mage - Official Red Mage.

Unassailable logic.

However, when he thought of the rumors about the red robe in the past, and thought that he might become one of them in the future, he felt very awkward.

He raised his head and saw the mage in front of him, and a thought suddenly arose in his heart: "My lord, if possible, I want to become a mage like you." ”

"Like me? There are thousands of mages in Serre, but there aren't many like me. The mage sighed, "And it may not be likable. ”

"Like?" Thomas frowned: "My lord, listening to the stories told by the adults in the town, those red-robed mages who have come here before are not good people, and they seem to treat the people here as brainless slaves. ”

"Brainless slave?" the mage smiled, "If you become a red-robed and have mastered great power, it is estimated that your thoughts will gradually become similar to theirs." ”

"No," said the boy categorically.

"It's not a small possibility, think about it, dear Thomas, when you are obsessed with the knowledge of the arcane like the ocean, and when you are intoxicated with the benefits of magical power, and ordinary people are becoming as valuable as ants and tools in your eyes, you know what is the reason for the cruelty of most of the red-robed mages. Penny sighed, "Neither magic nor power is evil, it's just that many people are overly paranoid about both, and their minds are twisted and deformed. ”

Seeing that Thomas was silent and deep in thought, Penny touched his hand to the little boy's head: "So you should go home and live at night, they are the unique treasures of your life, because only family members in the world can give you selfless warmth, if your heart is accustomed to this warmth and draws strength from it, then you will not be lost on the way forward." ”

Speaking of this, the mage felt a little sad in his heart, and got the news from the priest of the goddess of commerce in Sanophon, his parents in this life moved abroad a few years ago, and he didn't say where he went, such a huge map of Feren, dozens of countries, I don't know if I can see each other again in the future.

"Arcane is not something to be feared, they will accept you, you are their son. ”

The little boy's eyes grew confident, he raised his head and nodded heavily, "Thank you, dear mentor." ”

The mage nodded, and walked out of the mansion first.

By this time, the town had gained popularity, perhaps because of the success of the pirates, or the gradual acceptance of the rule of the red-robed mage, and the townspeople no longer dodged when they saw Penny, but cautiously saluted and avoided.

That's a step forward.

Penny felt a feeling of relief in his heart.

"Your Excellen......cy," the little boy opened his mouth, "Will you stay here for a long time?"

This was also a doubt in the minds of the other townspeople.

A group of militiamen, including Lumi Jones.

If it was this wise and resolute red-robed mage who ruled them, they wouldn't mind accepting it.

"As long as I'm here, I'll naturally fulfill my obligations as an official. The mage closed his eyelids, opened them again, and let out a long breath.

He couldn't have promised anything more.

The little boy frowned, and was about to ask something, when suddenly a group of militiamen came running from the end of the street, and they hurried to the mage, and without even bothering to salute, they panted and said, "My lord, there is a strange boat on the seashore. ”

Strange ship?mage frowned.

The news that the shadow of pirates has already spread all over this sea, how can there be a strange ship coming?

He followed the soldiers to the beach, and saw a small sea boat slowly approaching the shore, a large group of militiamen with shields in formation, and crossbows in the other hand.

Because the well-informed veterans recognized it as a speedboat, a bit like a pirate reconnaissance patrol.

However, a white flag was hung on the top of the mast of this speedboat, and an unarmed young man** was on his upper body, waving his arms and making various gestures.

The body language indicates that he is not hostile.

The mage frowned suspiciously.

(To be continued)