Pirate's Swamp Fruit

The doors in the inner city are closed, and only a few houses have their doors open, and these are all people who express their support for the faction in power in the inner city.

Wilder glanced at those voices, and the figure flashed and disappeared on the roof.

"Find the intruder"

Accompanied by the dense and hasty footsteps, a loud shout came from the crowd, and a group of people with knives and a few guns rushed out from the corner.

Looking at his appearance and clothes, he is no different from the residents of the town.

The leader was a bearded man with red eyes, looking back and forth around the street, his face full of violent madness and a trace of undetectable nervousness.

"K" A subordinate came over and was about to speak when he was met with a pair of red eyes. Cold sweat dripped down his face. He immediately changed his words in a hurry: "Chief, we have searched all around and found no intruders."

"If you look for it again, you must find it," the big man waved his hands and said fiercely.

"Yes" the men left in fear.

In the dark, Wilder watched all this quietly, his eyes revealing his thoughts.

"It seems that there should be something like a trigger mechanism set up at the city gate. Only if someone opens the door and walks in will they be discovered. But why do you want to do this? Since you can rest assured that someone will come in, wouldn't it be better to just seal the door? "

Wilder knew before coming that this island is a kingdom controlled by the royal family. The outer city is a civilian area, while the inner city is where the royal family and noble ministers live. It was a group of disheveled civilians.

Combining the previous events, it is not difficult to guess that something has changed in this kingdom.

"Is this another drama of uprising?"

Guessing on his own, Wilder came out of a dark place, looked at the direction where those people left, and stared for a long time.

"Let's just go back."

He didn't intend to care about it, it wasn't his business, he just wanted to take a stroll into the inner city, and see if he could get some useful information, but it was obvious that there was nothing to do in this state.

Just as he was about to leave, hurried footsteps sounded around him. Wilder stopped the steps he was about to take, and quietly watched a group of people rushing out from everywhere. Wilder was surrounded by it.

"Found you, intruder."

Eyes full of vigilance and unkindness converged on Wilder, and the leader was the big man from before.

Wilder is somewhat interested. These people also know how to pretend to leave, so why not catch him from the beginning?

Obviously, it has not been discovered before. It is more likely that his body has been contaminated with something since he came in, and his location can be roughly known.

"Is it a potion?" Wilder's nose moved, and a vague smell entered his nose.

"So, does the other party have anyone who is good at scent tracking?"

These are not important, what is important is what these people plan to do to him now.

The leader of the ruling faction, the big bearded man, stared at Wilder fiercely: "You are from the outer city."

"Yes." Wilder didn't know why he asked, but it didn't prevent him from answering.

"Very good." The face of the bearded man suddenly changed, and he said with a serious expression: "The Bazan royal family has been destroyed. This island needs a new kingdom and leader to rule. Anyone from outside who wants to come in must recognize the new royal family and swear an oath on the city wall. Promote royal orthodoxy, you know this, right?”

"So, now you need me to stand on the wall and swear an oath, right?" Wilder said with a calm face without any fluctuation.

"That's right." The bearded man's eyes became fiery. This was the first one he caught who was willing to read it out. The others were already killed after deciding on that matter.

That's how he felt Wilder had succumbed.

Wilder suddenly grinned.

He got it.

The reason why the city gates are not closed completely is that it is obvious that a certain rebel leader's mentality has changed after his success. While he is eager for the people outside to accept him and recognize him, he is also worried that he will be suppressed and driven away by the people outside the city if he goes out. , the city gate is like his heart, maybe he is also expecting one or two people to sneak in and tell him that the people accept you.

It's probably like this in my heart, I desperately hope to control the country by myself, but at the same time I am worried about the people outside who have not been suppressed by force.

Before Wilder could answer, suddenly, there was a commotion in the distance. Everyone looked back and saw two thugs walking over holding a little girl.

The little girl struggled with a look of horror on her face, but she was not strong enough to break free as a child, and was immediately led to the bearded man.

"is her"

Wilder frowned, unmoved.

At this time, the little girl also saw Wilder, her hands were grabbed, but her little mouth was stubbornly pursed, holding back her tears.

"Uncle was also caught." Her eyes were full of grievance, looking at Wilder, as if she was blaming him for not following her advice.

I never want to see anyone killed again.

There is a kind and persistent heart hidden under the small figure. Since the destruction of the royal family, seeing those people being killed every day, and thinking of the scene where my parents were pushed off the throne by thugs and died in the chaos of knives, my heart is full of helplessness. help and panic.

"Yes." Wilder responded with a smile.

"Hurry up, both of you go up together, this is what was read." The bearded man waved his hand impatiently and handed Wilder a piece of paper.

He looked at the little girl beside him and said, "You can read whatever he says later, do you understand?"

The little girl glanced at him stubbornly, tilted her head, and turned away without speaking.

"I'm sorry, I didn't say I was going to give a speech." Wilder said lightly. Although everything here has nothing to do with him, he always dislikes coercion.

As soon as these words came out, everyone's complexion changed, especially the bearded man, his complexion looked gloomy as if he had eaten three catties of dead flies.

"I know, if that's the case, then you can go to hell." After saying that, the bearded man's face turned ferocious, and he almost shouted the last sentence. He raised the big knife in his hand and struck at Wilder.

The blow of the knife and the whistling wind blowing are enough to illustrate the strength of the knife.

The little girl's eyes widened. At this moment, time seemed to slow down. In her mind, countless murder scenes emerged, and finally the scene where her parents fell in a pool of blood waved to her to let her go quickly was frozen.

"Do not"

The knife stopped falling, and the little girl stood in front of Wilder with her hands spread wide, her eyes tightly closed out of fear.

After a while, she seemed to sense that something was wrong in the atmosphere, and she carefully opened her dark, round eyes.

A big hand stretched out from the top of his head, with five fingers holding the sharp blade. The knife could no longer move forward an inch, as if it was frozen in time, unable to advance or retreat.

"This is" her eyes widened in surprise and her mouth opened in a circle.

Not only her, but the people around her were also stunned as if a restraining spell had been cast on them.

It would have been fine if that hand had just grasped the blade, but the blade broke.

Someone wiped his eyes and looked again, and finally confirmed that he had seen it correctly. The blade held by the big hand was full of cracks, and it was feared that it would break into pieces with just a simple touch from a child.

"Use the knife on me, it seems that you have already made up your mind." Looking up again, the owner of the big hand's eyes are terribly quiet, like a pool of stagnant water, and there are ferocious beasts hiding under the water.

"Poof" the black robe flew up, Wilder moved his eyes and opened them, murderous intent flew out like a strong wind.

The blade burst into pieces in the blink of an eye and was blown away by the unprovoked strong wind. The big hand stretched out and was reflected in the opponent's wide-open eyes of fear.

"Boom" in the next scene, the person has been grabbed by big hands and hit hard on the ground. The air waves fly out and radiate out. The stone pit bursts and spreads from the inside out.

The strong wind mixed with gravel and flying sand spread outwards, causing people to cover their eyes and grit their teeth to retreat.

"click"

The ground cracked, and the cracks swam outward like swimming snakes. In the horrified eyes of hundreds of mobs, there was only one blow, one blow without warning, and the bearded leader was lying motionless in the pit. The blood flowed out slowly like a fountain.

"Who else is planning to kill someone?" A plain and frozen voice sounded. Wilder, covered by a black robe, raised his head, his cold eyes covering everyone.

"Kang Dang Kang Dang"

Knives and firearms fell to the ground with a light and sweet metallic sound. With the first one, more and more people dropped their weapons and stared blankly at the corpses on the ground.

Unconsciously letting go and throwing away the weapon, what you get in exchange is not forgiveness, but killing.

Wilder moved again, his figure flickered, and he rushed into the crowd, and a massacre began.

Those who have the courage to wave their knives at the strong are commendable. Wilder found several such people during the fight. After thinking for less than a second, he swung the knife and chopped it off without hesitation.

He is eager for talents and subordinates now, but such people are not enough.

Half a moment later, there were only two figures still standing in the field, one was Wilder and the other was the little girl.

The little girl's eyes were out of focus, and her pupils were in a state of laxity.

Wilder frowned, walked over, and hugged her, the little girl didn't respond at all during the whole process.

"Whoosh", the figure flashed, and Wilder disappeared from the place with the unknown little girl.

Half a day later, in the outer city, in the hotel room where Wilder lived.

Wilder was standing by the window, looking at the bustling streets outside. Suddenly, as if he felt something, his eyes moved slightly, and then returned to their previous state.

Facing the big soft bed behind Wilder, at some point, the unknown little girl opened her eyes, staring blankly at the ceiling in a daze, not knowing what she was thinking.

Five or six minutes passed

There was still no movement in the room.

Wilder was still looking out the window, the little girl changed her position, turned sideways, and looked at Wilder's back.

Yoshihisa

"Uncle" a weak voice sounded from the room with the unique milky sound of a child.

"Yeah" Wilder made a nasal sound without looking back.

"Are you a pirate?"

"No."

"Oh." The unknown little girl shrank under the quilt, showing half of her head, and said nonuo, "I heard that pirates will kill many people."

The question "Why did you kill them instead of me" sounds inconsistent with the previous question about pirates.

Wilder in front of the window froze for a moment, then regained his composure, he didn't know how to answer.

"Because you're lucky, I don't have a child abuser." Faced with this situation, Wilder usually chooses to be perfunctory.

"Oh." The unknown little girl tilted her head and thought for a while, but she couldn't figure out what child abuse meant after a while.

The room fell into silence again.

after awhile

"Hee hee" A chuckle rang out from the quilt, the kind that couldn't be suppressed even after hard work.

Even without looking, Wilder could imagine that the person in the quilt must be covering his mouth and trying hard to endure it.

Wilder pretended not to hear, thinking that was the end of the conversation. Thankfully, he wasn't good at dealing with situations like this. He didn't mind, and was even happy, if laughter ended the conversation.

It is the nature of every human being to yearn for beauty, and the same goes for Wilder. He has not experienced a miserable childhood. If the world is respected by darkness and misery, then the only thing he deserves praise for may be the fact that his mother was killed by his enemies.

But no, so Wilder actually has no idea of ​​revenge on the world and obliterating all things. All his actions are only based on interests, his own ambitions and inner pain.

If there is no loss in saving a person, especially a person who intends to save him with his life, he is willing.

Just like now, what a crisp and sweet laughter, like the purest and most natural music in the world, at least, it proves that the person I saved this time has some benefits.

"There is bread and milk on the table. If you are hungry, you can help yourself."

"Besides, go take a shower. You are too dirty. I will throw this set of sheets and the quilt out later. If you don't want to be without a place to sleep, finally get up now and take a shower."

"Oh." Nuonuo's response came from under the quilt. After a long while, the little head got out of the quilt, secretly looked at the position by the window, and found that Wilder hadn't turned around, and quickly jumped out of the quilt. Come out and run into the bathroom in a hurry.

Wilder suddenly thought of something and frowned: "I seem to have forgotten to put on clothes after taking a shower."

The figure disappeared into the room, and after a while, Wilder returned to the room with a few more shopping bags in his hands.

The day passed quickly, and some members of the Black Snake force had already arrived at the surrounding waters and islands where Wilder was located. All of these people were Black Snake intelligence personnel who had been operating not far from here.

News about the exchange on the island and the auction house were continuously sent to Wilder's hands. From this, we can understand why Wilder wants to develop his power, because when people are poor, some things need professionals. Only these people can provide him with various needs, and intelligence collection is part of it.

For example, now, Wilder is on another island, but he can always know the situation of the island where the transaction is located.

After another half day, the first merchant ship had secretly set off from the Black Snake headquarters.

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