Pirate: It’s not a phantom beast, it’s a phantom god!

Chapter 314 Life, Death, and Rules
Rumble~
The sky over the new world gradually darkened.

As someone's mood plummeted, dark clouds began to cover the sky at an incredible speed, accompanied by strange golden lightning that flickered in and out of the clouds.

[No, no... this must be my imagination!]
Ossi, your power symbolizes life and death, but as the most sentimental among us, perhaps it is not suitable for you.

[Wait for me, you must wait for me!]
[The power of the gods of the underworld allows you to experience death more directly than we do, which isn't always a good thing; at least it's too cruel for you.]

[No, please don't step through that door!]
Your powers are often intertwined with death, yet your sensitivity prevents you from becoming numb to it. Understanding the nature of death better than anyone else, you may even develop an extra protective instinct towards the living.

[Stop right now!]
But I must tell you, Ossie, life is sometimes like sand slipping through your fingers; the tighter you hold on, the faster it slips away… so you must learn to let go when it's time to let go.

I know.
Do not arrogantly attempt to save everything; life and death are the most fundamental dignity of life itself, and never try to manipulate them with power.

[Sister La, I know...]
What makes life precious is precisely what death is inevitable.

[......]
An invisible silver meteor streaked through the invisible space, its speed seemingly trying to catch up with the time that had already passed and was destined to become the past.

Death is something that should never be desecrated, a fact the girl knew better than anyone, so all she hoped for now was to grab his arm before he crossed that door.

Or at least...

……

puff-

The slender silver sword was pulled from the merman's chest, and the blood that was torn out splattered onto the deck, forming streaks of glaring crimson.

"Uh huh..."

Boom!
The feeling of powerlessness, as if life had been drained from him, quickly spread throughout his body. Finally, Bourfat could no longer maintain his standing posture and collapsed to the ground, leaning against the edge of the ship's railing.

"Cough, cough... Ugh!"

A strong urge to vomit suddenly rose to his throat, and the blood flowing backward tried to be vomited up through his esophagus, but was forcibly swallowed back down by Bulfat.

He knew that doing so was pointless and would only make him feel worse, but he just didn't want to appear so pathetic in front of the enemy.

"Hey!"

Gathering his strength, Bulfat tried to stand up again, but his limbs were no longer under his control. A strange, icy feeling slowly swept over his body, freezing him in place.

"Do you still want to make a futile struggle?"

Mien, wielding his sword in one hand, narrowed his eyes as he looked at Bulfat, who was struggling to tilt his head back, and placed the tip of his sword directly against the other's brow.

The sharp blade pierced the skin on the opponent's forehead, and the oozing crimson blood flowed down into the eye socket.

The swordsman's words were devoid of any emotion, as cold as the blood-stained sword in his hand.

"Huh...huh..."

A wheezing sound emanated from his lungs, like a broken bellows.

But it doesn't matter, Bulfat doesn't need it to contract and expand as powerfully as before, it just needs to hold on a little longer... until its heart stops beating.

"name……"

With his eyes half-open, Bourfat gripped the blade between his brows and then used the other man's strength to stand up again.

"what?"

"I asked, what is your name? And why do you seek revenge against all beasts?"

Squeezing out the last ounce of strength in his life to raise his voice, Bulfat wanted to figure out why this dangerous fellow harbored such great hostility towards all beasts.

"..."

"Hee~"

"You bastard, is this your last words?"

"It's both hilarious and laughable... Haha~ Hahaha~"

Without answering the other person's question, Mien abruptly stopped her somewhat manic smile, and then suddenly exerted force without any expression.

Puff-!
The blade pierced Bulfat's brow in an instant, and his pupils dilated sharply... All images, sounds, smells, and sensations vanished in that moment.

Bourfat is dead.

His tall body fell backward helplessly, over the ship's side, and into the sea.

The son of the fish-man eventually returned to the sea.

"Go down to hell with your questions, pirate."

He indifferently drew his sword, swung his arm, and then sheathed it.

Ignoring the Celestial Dragons who were already shouting behind him, Mien jumped off the deck and onto the stolen warship, where he began to slaughter the Beastmen who were still resisting one by one.

……

"Bastard! Bastard! That Navy bastard!"

"How dare you ignore my orders and even dirty my ship!"

Seeing her ship in such a mess, and the fighting fish merman slave she had just taken a liking to being killed without her being ordered to do so, especially the other party's attitude of completely ignoring her... all of this made Natania furious.

"I will make him pay! I will make him regret it! Where is the Fleet Admiral?! Where is Kong?!"

"I'm going to lock that guy up in Impel Down!"

boom!boom!
In a fit of rage, this Celestial Dragon grabbed a nearby black-clad agent and began punching and kicking him to vent his anger. The agent, instead of daring to resist, tried his best to relax and make the beating more comfortable for the other party.

"hu~hu~"

Finally, after being beaten up like a human punching bag, Nathania calmed down a bit.

"You guys, go and clean my boat first, and throw that fishman into the sea."

"The ship is covered in the filthy and vile blood of the fishmen, it disgusts me! I'm definitely getting a new ship when I get back."

"Yes!"*n
A large amount of precious water was poured onto the deck to wash away the crimson bloodstains. After that, the servants began to carefully clean every plank and every crevice with their expensive gold wool mops.

The second group of servants then followed behind, spraying the blood evenly with the highest-grade perfume to dispel the stench of blood.

Then came the third batch...

Just minutes later, the entire ship was sparkling clean again, and it also exuded a delightful fresh scent.

……

“Saint Nathania, we have just received news that the slave you are looking for has just appeared and is not far ahead.”

Seeing that the Celestial Dragon seemed to have recovered somewhat, CP0, who had been staying by his side, stepped forward and reported in a low voice.

"real?!"

"However, it seems the other side dragged a naval vice admiral into the sea, currently..."

"I don't care about being a vice admiral! Get the ship there right now, I want my merman slave!"

Nathania had no interest in listening to the rest of the report. The merman slave he had been searching for for so long had finally appeared, and he couldn't wait to fly over and grab the chain around the man's neck!

"Oh right! Bring that unreasonable, damned navy officer down with you. He's a vice admiral, right? If my slaves don't come out, we can use him as bait."

Hehe~ I'm so smart~

Having long been accustomed to the other party's intermittently idiotic thought process, CP0 said nothing, simply nodded in agreement, and then gestured to a black-clad agent to go down and inform Mien.

……

"Go capture slaves...you mean that grouper-man? He's not dead yet."

"And that guy Albury actually got dragged into the sea by the other side, and his fate is still unknown?"

On the stolen warship below, Mien was sitting on a 'thousand-layer pastry' made of the corpses of the Beastmen, wiping his sword.

Because he had killed too many pirates this time, the sword was covered with a thick layer of blood, which was difficult for him to clean since he only had one arm that he could move.

"Okay, I see."

Although he didn't really want to heed the Celestial Dragons' orders, Albury was, after all, a colleague in the Navy, and since it concerned his colleague's life or death, he still had to go and check on him.

Nodding in agreement, Mien, who couldn't find any clean water to wash himself, had no choice but to leave his sword unsheathed and carry it along to prepare for troop assembly.

Rumble~
"Huh? Why did the sky suddenly turn cloudy?"

"The weather in the new world really changes in an instant... Well~ I might as well take advantage of the rain to wash my sword."

(End of this chapter)