The Sims Begins as a Pirate

"336, come out."

After two torturous days in the cell, Sean managed to regain his health with the help of abundant vitality. However, he still lacked enough energy to make up for the shortcomings suffered by his body.

"You are so lucky. Saint Charles actually remembered you and arranged a good meal for you. Come out quickly."

Following the guard out of the cell, dazzling sunlight poured down. Sean, who had been in a dark environment for two days, held back tears and squinted his eyes as he looked around. It was rare for him to have relatively free time to move around. He needed to seize the opportunity to familiarize himself with the terrain and the guard's time.

The scenery of the Holy Land was completely different from what he had seen in previous lives. The environment was clean and tidy, and the streets were full of polite pedestrians. Even the guards wore gorgeous armor and looked at everyone gently. Everything seemed modern. And civilization.

Sean lowered his head and walked with the guard along the drainage channel at the edge of the avenue. The drainage channel, which was covered by the shadows of the roadside buildings, was a little out of place in this world. Small but stinky streams of water shallowly covered his feet.

When you look at the world from a different perspective, you can always find things that go beyond people's normal cognition. It's like watching the advanced moving walkway with countless slaves trampling day and night to provide kinetic energy.

Just like a beautiful goddess can actually poop, all prosperity is built on the bottom of pain.

"Follow closely and lower your head. If those big shots see you, you will die in just one sentence."

The guard gave a kind reminder and motioned for Sean to speed up.

This rare extra meal is located in a kitchen. Today is the 27th anniversary of Charles Saint’s learning to walk. As usual, he invited many friends to celebrate at his home, and the delicious food was served from the kitchen like water. When I came out, before I could take a few bites, I was pushed down when it cooled down a little, and poured into the sewer through the back kitchen door.

It was here that Sean and the other quality slaves who were remembered were led here so they could have a hearty meal before the food was wasted.

"336, you're here." Several numbered slaves were already waiting here before Sean.

"Don't call me 336, I don't like this number."

"Then you should apply with Saint Charles, and maybe I can change your number to one you like."

Sean glared at the woman who just spoke. Guazi had big eyes on her face, and her arms had three joints unlike ordinary people. If she guessed correctly, she should be a member of the long-hand clan.

"If you like this number, I can give it to you. It doesn't make any difference to me anyway."

Sean knew that it was different now than in the dungeon. It was not a big problem for him to curse a few words or even express his unwillingness to escape in that kind of ghost place. First, no one would spread the words in the dungeon to the Celestial Dragons. Second, even if it is leaked, according to his status in the Holy Heart of Charros, the strength of these unverifiable words will be very limited.

But this is not the case at this dinner party. You must be careful in your words and actions.

"Sean, your name is Sean, right? I remember you."

A female voice with a ringing sound like a oriole came over, and Sean's eyes widened. A woman covered in jewels pushed aside the person blocking her sight and slowly approached Sean.

She has blond hair, is tall, and always has a smile on her lips, making her look very friendly and gentle.

"Sean, I haven't seen you for a long time. I heard a few days ago that your mistake angered Saint Charles. I was also worried about your safety. It's great to see you okay now."

Sean searched his memory and immediately greeted him warmly.

"Stella, it's been a long time indeed. You are now the royal dancer of Saint Charlos. You are very different from the rest of us."

"You are really good at telling jokes. I don't know how many little girls I have deceived before." Stella was made to laugh by Sean, and she quickly covered her mouth with a folding fan to maintain her image.

While talking and laughing, seeing the guards starting to disperse in twos and threes to rest, and the slaves who were preparing to eat also found their own places to rest and chat, Stella quickly stuffed a silk map into Sean's chest and clothes with the help of the folding fan.

"Be careful. If possible, go to area T03 and help me save someone."

"Yes, area T03 is right next to the entrance of the seawater pipeline, and with this map, the chance of success when running there will be much greater. Let's go together then!"

"Thank you very much, Sean." Stella's tone was still calm. "It doesn't matter whether I can walk or not. In order to maintain my body's flexibility and voice, I need to take pills every day. I already knew last year that I only have a few days left. It's the same wherever a dead person is." of."

Sean was silent for a long time after listening. Although he didn't know the specific ingredients of the pill, it was three-part poison, let alone a potion with such overbearing effects. The side effects would definitely not go away.

"Give me a token." Sean sighed and didn't persuade him again.

The food for today's dinner party was very rich. Not only did it include rare and exotic fruits from all over the country, but a giant sea king was specially hunted from the Windless Zone as the main course.

"336, you are not going to be punished by not eating for two days."

"That's right. We are different from other slaves. We are all the personal property of Saint Charlos and are numbered. How can you be so crude and vulgar?"

"I heard that he was a big shot before, hee hee."

Hearing the faint sarcasm coming from his ears, Sean ignored it and buried his head on the giant Neptune-type baking pan.

This large deep-sea creature is indeed rare. Although it has been processed, it is still full of energy. As Sean continues to swallow, his stomach moves powerfully, like a press that quickly decomposes food into energy and infuses the whole body. The activated life force erupted and quickly transformed his bones and muscles, making them tougher and thicker.

A stomach that can digest food instantly allowed Sean to eat food for 20 people in a short period of time, sweeping away the leftovers like a black hole.

It wasn't until late at night that Saint Charles, who had finished the party, had time to ask his butler how his beloved possessions were eating.

"Lord Saint Charros, your kindness is like the sun in the sky. This dinner has made those slaves grateful. They have eaten well and are waiting for your call at any time."

"Well, you did a good job, and this commemorative party was also a success. My sister Leah Sophia Palace is drunk. You can find a mount to send her back."

Saint Charles sniffed and felt the cool air. He was very excited since he didn't drink alcohol today and didn't want to sleep yet.

"Bring Stella here and ask her to sing the voice of God to me. Maybe I will get sleepy."

"Yes, sir, I will follow your instructions."

When the housekeeper came to find Stella, Sean, who had eaten and drank enough, was exchanging opinions with her in a low voice. Ever since he was caught last year, Sean had been planning how to escape. Several attempts ended in vain due to lack of intelligence, until After meeting Stella, Sean's escape plan got on the right track.

Although they are all slaves loved by Saint Charlos, the degree is still different. People like Sean all do work such as mounts, while some people, such as Stella, their status is higher than that of all slaves and even Above the guards, these people are the favorite toys of Saint Charlos. Not only does he take special care of them, but he also makes others obey their commands.

This allowed Stella to get close to the residence of Saint Charlos, and even draw a map with an escape route through memory simulation.

"Are you sure you don't want to leave? You know I won't wait any longer. With the map, it only takes a day or two to escape."

Sean once again persuaded that although the fewer people involved in this kind of thing, the safer it would be, but Sean did not want to give up easily for helping his comrades.

"No need to persuade me. The secret passage on the map is the entrance to the cleaning pipe they brought in from the sea. If you want to get out, you need to swim against the current. Even if the water speed is not fast, my physical strength can't hold it in such a long waterway. You You never say you can swim out alone."

Sean shook his head helplessly. If he had the power of the Devil Fruit now, he might be able to take her with him, but don't say he doesn't have it now. Even if he did, he couldn't even get out of the water after eating the Devil Fruit.

"Stella, I finally found you. Saint Charles wants to hear you sing. Come with me."

The butler made a gesture of false invitation. When he saw Sean standing aside, he glanced at him, who was in good health, and then said: "336, you are in really good health. You have already recovered just a few days after being punished." , it just so happens that I need to send Leah Sophia Palace home today, you can do it.”

I was so sleepy that I picked up the pillow. Although the map drawn by Stella was very clear, after all, he had not actually walked through it. Sean was still a little guilty. He had the opportunity to familiarize himself with the terrain while giving it away and use it as a mount. He I just tolerated it.

Besides, she is a young lady after all, so she is a thousand times better than the big fat guy from a few days ago.

Having already had his first experience taken away, Sean smoothly lowered his bottom line.

...

When Sean was carrying a drunk woman home, a wet figure climbed from the cliff of the red earth continent to the Holy Land of Mary Joa.

The reddish-brown skin, the unusual face, and the slits between his hands and feet all show that he is a fish-man.

Being very familiar with this place, he dodged the patrolling guards, quietly walked onto the street, and moved forward along the drainage channel. Several bottles and cans he carried behind him occasionally made a soft collision sound, but it was already approaching midnight on the street. , even the slaves on the human-powered moving walkway were driven back to their shacks, and there was no one in the empty environment.

It was just as I expected.

Black Shadow speeded up confidently. His experience as a slave here for many years allowed him to choose the easiest time to succeed. The target was the guarded arsenal. As long as he used the kerosene he carried to detonate it, a 5-kilometer radius would be covered. With the scene of meteors and sea of ​​fire, the chaos would last at least one night, and he would be able to rescue the imprisoned slaves.

Just because he was once a slave and became free again, he was even more eager to liberate these slaves, whether they were humans or fishmen.

With firm belief, Tagore endured the stench of the drainage ditch and crawled forward, getting closer, very close.

...

Sean was in a very embarrassed state now, because this drunkard actually got carsick. She started to vomit heavily as soon as she sat on it. The food residue was sprayed directly on Sean's head, and the unpleasant smell directly hit him 360 degrees. Surround stimulation.

But he endured it.

The residence of Leah Sophia Palace is the only way to the entrance of the seawater pipeline. Once Sean is familiar with this route, he can definitely improve his escape efficiency.

Just when Sean was conceiving an escape route and comparing it with his eyes, an explosion resounded through the sky, breaking the tranquility of the Holy Land for many years.

Boom! ! !

Along with the pillar of fire that soared into the sky, scattered activity ignited vegetation and houses, and a sea of ​​​​fire suddenly appeared nearby.

The guards were all a little dazed. They thought some accident had happened, so some of them hurriedly ran to put out the fire.

Ignoring the drunk woman, Sean immediately realized that this would be an excellent opportunity and hurriedly said to the guards on both sides:

"This place is no longer safe. Fire is very likely to come over. The current state of Lia Sofia Palace will be very dangerous at home. I recommend going to the T03 area. It is close to the sea and you can pump water nearby. It is relatively safe."

The butler, who had never encountered a similar situation, hesitated for a while and finally agreed with Sean's point of view. Anyway, if you do something right, it will be your own credit. If you do something wrong, just chop Sean off. The most you can do is listen to what others say, and you will be done with a whip, which is very cost-effective.

After receiving an affirmative answer, while others were stunned, Sean stood up, picked up Leah Sophia Palace and ran towards the T03 area. The accompanying guards held their guns, but still did not raise them to aim.

What if you hit a Celestial Dragon?

Seeing the guards chasing Sean away, the housekeeper stamped his feet anxiously.

It’s over, Leah Sophia Palace was actually picked up by a pariah slave, what can I say to save my life? That 336 must be too panicked. No matter how anxious he is, he can't forget the noble status of the Tianlong people.

Bang! Sean carried the Tianlong man and put his foot on the iron gate of the prison, shouting through the iron fence: "Tezolo, is Tezolo here!!!"

He asked one by one along the dark corridors, and after a while he shouted out the name of the person Stella asked him to help escape.

Sean knew very well that although the flames looked very big, the guards of the Holy Land were not weak. Not to mention the navy admirals, even the strong ones from the CP and other departments could easily put out the fire once they took action.

So time is tight.

Sean has already found three prisons in the T03 area. If he can't find them again, he can only silently say sorry to Stella and run away.

"Tezolo, is Tezolo here? Stella asked me to come to you."

"Stella?" A man covered in stains asked doubtfully while lying on the iron fence.

He never dreamed that he would hear this name from a person here.

"There's no time. You should know this gold ring. Stella asked me to take you out!"

Sean threw the token he got from Stella to Tezolo, while picking up the noose made of wet clothes and twisting it vigorously.

It's sizzling! !

With a piercing noise, the two iron bars were pulled apart to the left and right, revealing a hole that a person could pass through.

Tezzolo cried while holding the gold ring, and ran out with Sean.

"Where is Stella? Is she okay? Did she escape?"

Sean didn’t know how to answer each question, so he simply pretended not to hear it. Carrying the Lia Sophia Palace, he took Tezzolo to the mouth of the seawater pipe. When he was about to open it, a sharp voice sounded, "Sure enough, it's here. !!”

A wave of momentum rushed towards him, and Sean seemed to see a lion roaring in front of him. Although he was afraid, his many life experiences made him persist and not fall down.

Plop.

Sean turned around and saw that Tezzolo had rolled his eyes and fell to the ground.

In the distance from the fire, a group of guards aimed their guns, several tall figures wearing cloaks fluttering and dancing, and the huge word "Justice" was conspicuous.

It's over. If I meet a naval guard at this time, will my life end here again?

Just when Sean was about to fight to the death, a voice came from the shadows behind him.

"What force can stop us from running towards freedom? If there is, then destroy it."