Reborn As a Pirate

"Swim slowly over..."

"Yeah, catch the loop, wrap the wrists... two wrists, idiots! If you don't want to be eaten by sharks, you'd better cooperate!"

"Hands up so I can see the loops. If you want to stay afloat, you just have to tread water with two legs."

"Okay, those who have tied the rope can board the ship!"

"One on each side, two at a time, climb up one by one... damn it, climb up one by one! Don't the Roma speak English? Do you understand?"

"Squeeze again! Squeeze again and you'll all be soaked in water! Damn it!"

The Beauty was in full swing, and Pierce was teaching Noah how to knuckle the rope, and then threw the [8]-shaped rope ring, which was shaped like a handcuff, into the water, guiding the Roma on board to bind themselves and board the ship one by one.

Tonight's battle has now entered its finale.

A total of thirty-four Roma men and three women stormed the Artis Beauty.

As a result, the harpoon gun killed two, Lorraine killed three, and Karen hammered one to death. The rest of the people, wounded or not, were all taken prisoner, and even the three remaining small boats were captured together. .

Keren picked the one with the best appearance and towed it onto the boat, and completed the double side davits of the Beauty, which became the first harvest of the night.

That was a surprise.

In the dining room of the stern cabin, under Henna's gaze, three soaked Roma women sat in a group, trembling.

They are generally young and pretty, with long eyes and big eye sockets, straight noses, and wavy hair.

It's just that their faces are pale, and their thin skirts are clinging to their bodies. Apart from being graceful, they are even more embarrassed.

This group of people...

Are these people really businessmen?

They still can't believe that a whole tribe with more than 30 men has no power to resist in front of a few sea merchants.

The way Lorraine looked underwater frightened them.

He is as flexible as a ghost under the water, fast, steady, and bright-eyed.

He kept his eyes open underwater, and he had a smile on his face when killing people, giving people the feeling... It didn't look like a person diving at all, but a human-shaped shark tearing at the prey that had closed its mouth.

Maritime...

England's maritime merchants... so scary?

The three women shuddered in unison.

the door opened...

The inner cabin door creaked open, and Lorraine, who had changed into dry clothes, came out wiping her hair, followed by Nuoya, who followed her step by step and evasively.

Seeing Nuoya, the momentum of the three women immediately returned. The leader slapped the table before he was about to scold, Lorraine said suddenly.

"If you stand up, don't sit down."

The words were not serious, and the tone was gentle, but the woman seemed to have heard the roar of a wild beast, and she maintained a posture of not getting up, not daring to move her whole body.

Lorraine dragged the chair and sat across from the women, raised her legs, and put them on the table with a snap.

The three women trembled again.

They only heard Lorraine say: "Let me introduce myself, my name is Lorraine, Lorraine Drake. The captain of the Artis Beauty, the protector of Miss Noah Sara, and a privateer in England... .”

With Lorraine introducing herself, all the puzzles are solved.

Privateer, a notorious and legendary term.

They are pirates, soldiers, and adventurers, but they are not serious businessmen who are like lambs.

Combining all the characteristics, they are killers...

The three women's eyes widened, you looked at me, I looked at you.

Roma are foxes.

The fox feeds on lambs, and is food for wild animals...

They should have stayed away from real beasts, but they, over their own strength, instigated the tribe to attack a beast, or attack an aquatic beast in the water!

Are all the intelligence brokers in Bermeo amateurs!

Seeing the shocked and angry expressions on their faces,

Lorraine whistled softly.

"It seems that the ladies are well-informed people. I can save some words and don't have to start with the origin of privateers."

"yes……"

"Are the three thirsty?"

"Not thirsty..."

Lorraine smiled disdainfully and snapped his fingers.

Hannah pushed a small bucket of dark beer along the long table, rubbed against the table, and stopped right at his feet.

Noah brought the wine, and Lorraine moistened her throat.

"How should I put it... Today's meeting was not very friendly. My crew wanted to go to sea. It was a brave and responsible decision. As family members, you can have doubts and persuasion, but you should not use force."

The face of the leading woman changed, and she immediately retorted: "We are not..."

"Crew!" Lorraine interrupted with a high voice, "From the moment the crew boards the ship, they are the captain's sacrosanct private property. You want to use force to seize my property, which is not good."

The three women suddenly became awkward. Lorraine's words were sophistry, but the situation did not allow them to question it.

Lorraine didn't intend to listen to their doubts. He only let them digest for a moment, and then continued: "You took my property, I could have forgiven you. England teaches gentlemen to be magnanimous, just like me. But you Damaged my ship in the process of taking it..."

"Our people have only thrown the hook a few times..."

"Hook wires can damage the railings, dirty boots can damage the planks. The most troublesome thing is the blood... the blood seeps into the wood along the grain of the deck, creating a grime that cannot be cleaned. This grime contains organic matter, it will rot, destroy If the structure of wood seeps into the keel..."

"How is it possible!" shouted the youngest woman.

"How is it impossible? Ships are precious things, you don't understand. After this battle, our ship looks intact, but in fact the whole structure is broken. She is likely to fall apart during the voyage, in the middle of the vast sea, Throw the whole boat into the sea with nowhere to escape."

The elder swallowed: "Then sir... how do you think this matter should be settled?"

"Compensation..." Lorraine sighed, "Our ship is the latest merchant ship, costing 10,000 pounds. Our crew is the best sailors, including master craftsmen in the military port, and Asa, which is rarer than pandas." Xin, there are descendants of noble families, and the best cobbler in England. By the way, there are witches who are rarer than Assassin..."

"How much... how much..."

"Accidental injury insurance, mental damage expenses, labor expenses, lost work expenses, um... Youth loss expenses and continuing education insurance. I generously wiped out the odds of the ship, totaling 100,000 pounds."

"How many?"

"One hundred thousand pounds."

"You're blackmailing!" It was the youngest one again, and among Nuoya's cousins, she seemed to be the one with the loudest voice.

Lorraine glanced at her helplessly, and said seriously and sincerely: "In all honesty, you think that I, who holds the lives of all of you and can wipe the Romsala tribe from the earth at any time, is an upright person. Would a gentleman of England, generous, honest, and merciful, use blackmail as an indecent means?"

The three women were brought back to reality by Lorraine's glance, and finally thought of asking for help from the tribe behind Lorraine, whose big eyes were narrowing into a crescent moon.

The eldest cousin pinched the table, bit her lip and asked Nuoya for help.

"Noah...Master Witch, for the sake of the same clan...Your mother definitely doesn't want the Romsala clan to dissipate just like that..."

Nuoya struggled for a while, and grabbed Lorraine's clothes: "Captain, they have no money..."

"There is no money to sell property or people. Although Roma have a bad reputation, they have always had a good market in Europe as slaves and dancers..."

"But their property is only caravans... As for people, fifty or sixty people are not worth one hundred thousand pounds no matter how expensive they are."

"Then what should I do?" Lorraine frowned. "The Roma have no fixed place to live. Even if I owe them, I can't believe their integrity. Fifty or sixty slaves and a dozen caravans... It seems that only How much can be recovered..."

"Captain, can you make them atone for their sins? Use work to offset the debt, such as defrauding the Spanish nobles according to your request?"

Having said that, who can not understand that everything is a bureau?

Lorraine's dominance made the three women tremble, but Nuoya's scrambling made them even more chilling!

The Romsala Ministry has been wandering in Spain for more than forty years.

They lived well at first, but if they deceived the local nobles, they would have to wander in strange places, and how much effort and price would they have to pay before they could be accepted in a new place?

The older cousin gritted her teeth and looked at Noya with fire in her eyes: "Noya! Don't forget that you are a Roma!"

"Yes!" Noya stood behind Lorraine with her chest upright, her face flushed with hatred, "I have never forgotten that I am a Roma, and when I am in a new environment, I will try my best to let the new owner know the value! What about you? The witch is the leader of the clan, as honorable as the patriarch, but you expelled me!"

"That's because you're not worthy!"

"I deserve it!" Nuoya took out the crystal ball and held her hands in front of her chest, "I am the heir to the crystal ball of fate, chosen by my mother, chosen by the previous witch, chosen by fate! Fate has told us the result, It's you... unworthy!"