The air was filled with the smell of dampness. Dozens of wooden ships of various sizes were moored on the shore of the port not far away, and many guys with sailor turbans wrapped around their heads were shouting like ants, shuttling.

After a while, all the stolen goods were carried away or sold out, and the pirates who returned with their rewards swaggered into the seaport town to enjoy the happiness of drunken life and death.

This is the port of Tulouis, a notorious pirate port, a good place for pirates to sell their stolen goods.

Port Louis is located in the southern part of the Western Continent. It has several business routes that lead to all parties. Countless black-hearted businessmen who are greedy for profit squat here. Whenever a ship with a black flag of a skull is moored, it will be like a fishy cat. , take away all the valuable and good things at low prices, and then sell them inland at high prices.

Pirates are prohibited from looting in Port Toulouis. This is a rule set by all pirates. After all, if the merchants are looted here, they will not come back. If the merchants do not come, who will the pirates sell their stolen goods to?

There was a sound of seagulls' calls not far away, and the sea breeze blew, with a salty breath, tearing the seagulls' calls, spreading far away, and passing into the ears, there were two more lying on the seashore. The voice of the guy singing, they were wearing tattered clothes, leaning on the beach, cursing a few words from time to time.

It seems that they did not get any benefit from going out to sea this time, because the executioners who returned with a lot of money have already held a lot of silver coins and are now enjoying the sweetness of rum and the hotness of women in the small town of Port Louis. Someone is so bored that they lie on the beach and sing.

"We are pirates, fierce pirates,

He holds a wine bottle in his left hand and jewelry in his right hand.

We are pirates, skilled pirates,

Beautiful girl, come to my embrace.

We are pirates, free pirates,

Under the banner of the skull, work hard for survival.

We are pirates, there is no pirate of tomorrow,

There is never an end, wandering pirate..."

The two bearded singers didn't notice that a boy was staring at them under a coconut tree not far from the beach.

The boy was wearing clothes made of linen, holding a large coconut in his hand, and a hollow stem tube of some unknown plant was inserted into it. The boy took a deep breath and hiccupped contentedly, looking at the coast not far away. The ship swaying along with the sea, looking at the boundless boundless sea, there is a longing look in his eyes.

His name is Andy, at least for the past ten years, he has been called by this name.

Andy sniffed, picked up a few coconuts tied with wooden ropes, and walked towards the two ferocious guys.

"Oh, what did I see! A little guy with black hair and black eyes!"

A big man with a beard who was singing was obviously very vigilant. Andy was discovered by him just after walking a few steps. The big man poked his partner who was basking in the sun, and shouted loudly, "Des, look! It's a Oriental!"

Des was obviously impatient, and he was in a bad mood. It stands to reason that he should be enjoying rum instead of singing while watching the sea.

Des looked up at Andy and scolded, "Boy, you better stay away from here, or be careful of your ass! John, let him get away."

"How rude! I'm just more interested in you and the ship."

Andy shouted and threw the coconut in his hand.

John caught the coconut, looked at it, and found that it was fully cooked. With a light poke of his finger, he poked a big hole in the hard coconut shell, took a sip, and smashed it, "It's boring, it's still Lang. Rum is my appetite!"

"Boy, what are you doing here, aren't you afraid of being caught and sold by us? Judging from your appearance, you were sold by Hai Zhazi, right?"

John looked at Andy who had come over, and his harmless appearance made him relax a little.

Hai Zhazi is a language between pirates, referring to those who sell human slaves on the sea.

Although there are also people of the yellow race on the western continent, most of them are located in the north and east of the continent, and the number is very small, and most of them come from merchant ships or dry pirates.

This world is dominated by oceans, with tens of thousands of small islands and four continents, and ships are used to travel.

This also gave birth to an attractive profession in this world, that of pirates.

Pirates do not specifically refer to those who loot merchant ships, because there are countless secret treasures in the ocean, and many people spontaneously go out to sea to explore treasures, but what they get will not be handed over to the empire, which also makes the empire frantically send all non-navy and Private armed vessels that are registered merchant ships are called pirate ships.

"I'm from Port Louis, I wasn't sold." Andy shouted, suddenly laughing, "Are you the sailors of that big ship? Why don't you drink, is it because you were punished by the captain for being lazy? ?"

John's face turned red, he felt that he was being mocked by the little guy in front of him, "It turned out to be people in the pirate port, you little guy underestimated us, we were led by the great captain, but hunted in the endless sea. A grey whale!"

Andy was a little surprised when he heard this. He knew that not every pirate could encounter a merchant ship.

Therefore, many pirates mainly go out to sea to hunt all kinds of rare fish or find treasures. Of course, if they encounter weak merchant ships, they will definitely have to vote.

"Grey whales, aren't they big? I heard whales are big."

Andy's eyes showed surprise, and his tone was a little excited.

"Of course, little guy, you can never imagine how big it is!" John stretched his hands to the widest, with an exaggerated look on his face, "The gray whale we caught was nearly 20 meters long and nearly 30 tons. !"

The average gray whale is only about ten meters long, and the big guy of twenty meters is very likely to be a quasi-legendary one-star sea beast.

The pirate ships that can hunt down quasi-legendary one-star sea beasts are not unknown.

It's just that Andy didn't know the ship not far away. There was no flag on the ship, and the head statue with the engraved name and identity was on the other side, and Andy couldn't see it clearly.

"Thirty tons?" Andy's eyes widened, "How long will it take to finish it?"

"Hey, who told you it was for food?"

Des couldn't lie down anymore. It seemed that chatting and bragging with this little guy who had never seen the market would be a good pastime.

"Maybe the rich nobles would like to eat this stinky thing, but the greedy alchemists like it the most! Those old devil-like guys, gray whale oil, bones, fish skins Even the undead can be transformed into all kinds of magical things in the hands of an alchemist."

"So, you sold it for a big price?"

Andy obviously knew what an alchemist was, so he didn't ask much.

"Of course, our Goddess of Despair is the most rewarding of all ships! Since you are from Port Louis, hey, boy, have you heard of Goddess of Despair? And you should know that greedy old Brin?"

"Of course I know that he is an alchemist from Port Louis, a very powerful figure."

Andy glanced at the two big men, and then looked at the large ship that was parked not far away, and the excitement in his eyes was even stronger. The famous Goddess of Despair is a pirate ship that can be called a number in this stormy sea. Andy, the pirate, has set his goal on this ship, and he wants to be a part of this ship!

"Hey, we slaughtered him hard, that big whale was sold by our captain for a full two hundred gold coins, and the old guy also promised to make a head portrait of a whale skull for us for free! And we are generous The captain gives us brothers three gold coins each!"

Two hundred gold coins are only a fraction, and the most expensive thing is the statue of the boat. The things that alchemists come up with have mysterious and unpredictable abilities.

"Three gold coins, that's a lot!"

Like the largest pirate bar in Port-Louis, the cheapest and most popular rum, a big glass only needs one copper coin, while the most beautiful and sexiest woman in the pirate brothel in Port-Louis only needs one silver coin You can open her graceful legs willingly.

"Since you guys have gained so much, why don't you go to a bar to drink? Why don't you go and relax with a few chicks with big butts?"

Perhaps it was more interesting to hear the big-ass chick from Andy's mouth. Des and John looked at each other and laughed.

"Hey, a few hours ago we were rich people with three gold coins, but after taking part in the gamble set up by the bosun, we became poor people with only a few copper coins!"

John laughed and scolded, but there was no dissatisfaction with his appearance. Pirates were like this, walking between life and death, and saw many things.

They will fight for gold coins, but they will also generously admit that they have lost.

"If I were the bosun and I won so much, I would at least treat you to a glass of gold brandy."

Andy is talking about a more expensive drink in the bar, which can be exchanged for a few large glasses of rum.

"Of course!" John smiled. "In fact, our boatswain is the same way. Our brothers have gone to the seaport town to buy supplies. Des and I are just here to watch our baby. I believe it won't be long before the boatswain will bring a few barrels of rum and roasted golden meat, let us drink enough on board!"

Des also laughed in cooperation, which made Andy a little embarrassed.

He knew what the treasure John was talking about was that tens of meters of behemoths, the Goddess of Despair, moored not far away.

The length of the brig varies from twenty to fifty meters, and this Despair is obviously the big guy among them, not even inferior to the average three-masted sailing vessel.

Pirates see that there will always be black and black things, so they will keep a safe distance when berthing ships, but they will still leave some people behind and watch their livelihood.

Andy knew that although there were only two people on the beach, I'm afraid there were several such guys on the boat.

"Can I join you? I yearn for an adventurous life at sea, freedom and novelty."

Andy thought for a while and said tentatively.

"You? Little guy, tell me how old you are?"

Des laughed. He was as strong as a bull, and his palm as big as a fan pinched Andy's thin arm, "I can't tell, it looks thin, but it's a little sturdy."

"I'm sixteen this year, and I'm already a young man."

Andy said firmly.

"Sixteen years old? It's not too young. I seem to have been on board at about this age. It's been twenty years in the blink of an eye!"

Seemingly thinking of something, John sighed and said to Andy, "Go back, pirates don't look so majestic, you are still young, don't worry your family."

"I…"

Andy opened his mouth, but said nothing.

Des smiled and waved his hand, "Go back, the sea is nice, but she's not as gentle as you think!"