The Eye of Insight in a Certain Pirate World

A gentle breeze blows on a merchant ship in the East China Sea. .biquge

Morrie was wearing a white shirt and leaning on the side of the deck, squinting and looking at the sea.

A black belt with engraved patterns is tied around the waist, and the buckle is inlaid with some dark red decorations. The lower body is a pair of brown casual pants and a pair of black cloth shoes.

He carried a slightly old package on his back, which contained some of Mori's belongings, Bailey and some medicines. As for the two bottles of life potion, he carried them close to his body.

There was an indifferent expression on his clean and tidy face, and a long knife hung diagonally on his belt. His unique temperament attracted the attention of people on the merchant ship.

Although he is younger and not tall, his body does not appear to be strong and muscular, but his body is full of smooth lines. His well-defined abdominal muscles give people a sense of strength.

"Dear guests, the town of Kunz has arrived. The guests who want to disembark are ready." The voice of the sailor on the ship came from not far away.

Mori looked up into the distance, and a small green patch the size of a sesame seed appeared on the sea level. There is the island where Patrick's Kingdom is located, let's call it Patrick's Island.

Patrick Island is located in a remote corner of the East China Sea, far away from the Red Earth Continent, let alone the Grand Line. Therefore, there are fewer merchant ships coming and going on the island.

Mori's destination, Kunz Town, is a small town on the coast of Patrick Island, facing the direction of Sev Island.

Most of the people on the island rely on fishing for their livelihood, so Kunz Town has a simple harbor for fishing boats out to sea.

If Mori hadn't named him to go to Kunz Town, this huge merchant ship would not have stayed in this small port at all.

"Guest, the port is too small and the ship cannot dock. You need to take a small boat to the island." A sailor came over and said to Mori.

"never mind."

Morrie came to the side of the boat, knees bent, and bounded toward the island under the horrified eyes of the sailors.

Whoosh~~

An arc was drawn in the air, and Mori crossed dozens of meters and landed directly on the beach next to the port.

Bang~~

Like a cannonball hitting the sand, a deep pit appeared on the sand. Mori's feet sank into the sand, and the fine sand flew out and splashed around.

Morrie's high-profile appearance frightens the seabirds foraging for food on the beach. There is simply no one around, otherwise it will cause some trouble.

……

I saw a winding path that led directly to the forest. The side of the road was covered with weeds and withered leaves were scattered on the road.

Walking along the path, Morrie came to the town.

On both sides of the street are some houses of varying heights. They are all private houses. The architectural style is very different from the houses in the previous life. They are all single-story. Some houses are old in style, and some are in ruins.

The streets were crowded with people, some shouting and some buying goods. A group of children ran past, splashing mud and water on passers-by, causing a burst of curses.

Not all the people here are the population of the town. After all, there is a small port. Some passing ships will also come to the town to purchase goods. Occasionally, there should be pirates visiting.

If it weren't for the traces of blood on the walls of the houses and the collapsed houses on the roadside, Mori wouldn't believe that just two months ago, a big riot took place in this noisy town at sunset.

Mori looked around. There was no sign of the busy streets at all. The place had returned to its previous appearance. But the seeds of anger have already been planted, and as soon as they fall to the ground, new flames will give birth to it.

The blood in the ruins has long solidified and is glowing with black spots.

Mori walked over, squatted down, and scraped off a layer of blood scab, which looked like powder. This should be the blood stains shed by some unlucky guy during the riot.

The town has regained its prosperity, but the war has not ended. It can be seen that this place is no longer the center of the uprising, but since I am here, I have to understand the situation.

Morrie used the baggage to cover the long knife hanging on his waist, walked to a roadside stall, pretended to buy something, and deliberately exposed Bailey inside the baggage and dropped it to the ground.

The behavior of the surrounding pedestrians varied. Some were indifferent, some cast greedy glances, and some were ready to make a move.

Morrie picked up the money scattered on the ground and walked out of the town.

Two thin, flat-headed young men with blue tattoos on their arms followed closely behind.

Not far away, a drunk man about forty years old with a thick beard and a bottle of wine seemed to be a little moved, with a hesitant look on his face, as if he also wanted to get a piece of the pie.

But he flinched when he saw the warning looks in the two young men's eyes.

No matter where you are, there are some local snakes. These people usually have nothing to do, but most of them have relatively long ears and have access to local information channels.

Greedy but knowing how to advance and retreat, even if they see a twelve-year-old child holding a lot of Baileys, their hearts will beat faster.

In the forest, a figure flew out upside down, hit a tree, and let out a scream. Another young man passed out with blood coming from the corner of his mouth, clutching his stomach.

Mori put down his feet, walked over, took out the long knife from his waist, put it on the neck of the still conscious young man, and said,

"I ask, you answer."

"Yes, yes." The young man nodded repeatedly, staggering the blade of the knife with both hands, and protecting his neck, trying to reduce the fear in his heart, "Brother, if you have anything to say, just ask."

"I heard that someone died in this town some time ago, do you know?" Morrie pretended to ask. He refused to ask directly and could only make insinuations.

"What brother wants to ask is the mayor?"

The boy with a flat head asked uncertainly. He didn't study it carefully. Although a person who can eat this kind of food is greedy, he is not stupid. He knows who he can't mess with and what he can't know.

"Tell me, what's going on?"

Morrie took back his knife, took out a few baileys from the bag, and threw them out.

The young man hurriedly took Bailey with a charming smile.

"Yes, the mayor is dead. He was beaten to death by everyone. The town's tax officer also died together."

Mori thought about it and learned some basic information from the crew-cut young man. To be more precise, it was not something that a person of his level could know.

After much hesitation, Mori finally decided not to kill the donkey. Killing two minions was of no use. Just knock him unconscious and tie him to a tree with a rope along with the previously unconscious one.

Mori's place is relatively remote, and with luck, they will be rescued in two days.

By then, Mori wouldn't have to worry about him exposing his whereabouts, he would have already left.

What's more, Mori didn't leak his own information.

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