I opened an orphanage in Pirates

"Little girl, you are a little unkind. You still want to kill me at this time. Is your family so short of money? If I remember correctly, your dean also has a chamber of commerce there."

"How do people know? They just want to let the younger brothers and sisters in the family eat better."

Olga's expression seemed to be a little lost, and Branas covered his face, trouble, if the child cries, it would be really troublesome, he really can't coax him, it seems that he really said that the other party is sad.

And Olga smiled inwardly, her 100-year life is not in vain, the guy in front of her can live up to 50 or [-] years old, and she still wants to fight with her aunt, hahahaha, it’s still too early!

"All right, all right, anyway, you two really don't have any bad intentions. I also like you, so I'll pay for it myself. But we still have to talk about some prerequisites. All kinds of things have various prices."

"Speak, we'll listen carefully."

…………..

After listening to Branas' flicker, Olga's head was a little dizzy, and she was tearing in her hands:

"It's not impossible, this way is much more free than people think..."

Creevey bumped into Olga and winked.

Olga immediately shook her head:

"Wait! We have to think about this matter carefully, give us some time."

Really, I feel a little bit wrapped up in it.

Branas smiled slightly, how could he not see what this little girl meant, she was still too young.

Olga took out a small candy and stuffed it into her mouth. After a while, her mind cleared up a bit. The candy given by the dean was still useful.

She tried to rotate her fingers slightly, and sure enough, the wind moved with her hands.

The dean of the candy said that eating it can restore Qingming and temporarily control a little magic.

Originally, Olga had always regarded this thing as an alternative when she had no money to perform, but now she suddenly thought of getting one.

Putting aside the matter of being a navy for now, Olga remembered an interesting thing, that is, what kind of position is this guy?

"Well, uncle, why do they call you the former general?"

"I did something they didn't understand."

"Then why can you continue to be in the navy?"

"Because...... no matter how few people understand me, I still want to do what I think is good."

"Then you must have a big background."

"Backstage? Hahahahahaha, that's right, that's right, it can be said that even though Mr. Marshal is also trying to protect me, those idiots above are more concerned with my father. It's really unfortunate and lucky, little girl, this world It's a mess."

"Hmph, of course people know."

Olga just said, this guy is so rich and so free, and he can still do well after being deprived of his military rank, he must have a big backer.

Of course, the opponent's strength is also one aspect.

She's still seen it.

Branas touched the tattoo on his neck, feeling a little emotional:

"You don't know, I hate it, but it's because of my identity that I can do so much, it's super contradictory."

"If someone has a good identity, it will be ruined directly."

"Really? It seems that you have never experienced it, little girl."

Branas knocked on Olga's head directly:

"Little girl, you are still too young, it's not good to be too lax."

"I'm going, it hurts so much! You'll lose money if you hit someone on the head like this!"

Branas didn't care, but fell into the memory a little bit.

was decades ago

How old was he then.

"Branas, what are you doing? Why do you have to do this kind of thing yourself, don't do this kind of thing that lowers your status."

"Okay, father."

A blond boy trotted to keep up with his father, but after running a few steps, he turned his head to look behind him, pursed his lips, said a few words with his mouth, and left.

At night, he sneaked out again and came to the person he was treating during the day.

"I am coming."

The boy whispered.

The person in front of him seemed to frown:

"You will be scolded if you are caught by your father."

"No, I'll continue to bandage you. I'm sorry, my little friends have done so."

"You don't have to be sorry, it's not your problem, I appreciate you bandaging me, you're different from them, you're fine."

"Really? My dad keeps saying I'm too weak. I just hate that shit. I've been feeling nauseous."

"You are a good boy."

"Thank you, at least my father is rarely willing to praise me, can you continue to tell me the stories I haven't heard?"

"Of course, if you are willing to listen, but your understanding is really pitiful."

"Father keeps saying that I don't need to understand those useless things."

The boy began to help bandage clumsily. The man's wound was very unsightly, and the dressing alone was not enough.

The man coughed violently, and a lot of blood spit out to the ground, the boy was a little nervous.

"It's okay, let me continue to tell you my story."

The boy listened carefully, he seldom went out, even if he went out occasionally, he only saw similar scenes.

Boring and puzzled, he couldn't quite accept the explanation his father gave him.

He didn't feel any joy or a sense of being superior to others in that scene, he only felt panic and uncomfortable.

That's why his friends think he's a freak.

But with this man, he knew that it was not his fault, he had no problem, he saw a life different from what he understood.

Completely different from my own perception.

He felt he should have asked those people their stories earlier.

their different perspectives.

Everything seems to be attracting him.

That's what he yearns for.

The boy's daily pleasure now is listening to the man's stories. He thinks he has finally found someone important.

Until, seeing that dilapidated and mutilated body fell in front of him.

The boy's brain was disconnected, and he found himself unusually calm:

"Why did you kill him?"

"It's fun, Branas, who told you that you seem to attach great importance to this thing. Hahahaha, it's obviously very fun."

The boy took a step, changed from walking to trotting, and suddenly went up and punched the opponent.

His father didn't say anything about it:

"If you like it, it's fine if you don't buy another one next time. I have to communicate with them a little bit. I'm in trouble."

"Father, do you feel the same way?"

"What do you think? Your child has really become strange. Why is it becoming more and more like my ignorant sister?"

"aunt…………."

The boy's favorite person in the past was his aunt, until one day the aunt never saw him again, and now, the person who told him a story to identify with him also disappeared.

The boy was locked in the room alone for a long time. After he came out, he became taciturn and began to try to make himself stronger.

It was because he was too cowardly that he lost people he valued one after another.

Thinking of my aunt's smile and that man's consoling smile towards me at the end.

He is still too incompetent.

He thought that the navy would be a good choice, but otherwise, the boy he met by accident made him see more brilliance, the world that contained the man's description, and the ideal mentioned by his aunt.

so good.

He was an outlier in his circle, a rebellious and stubborn freak.

He didn't really want to be called Saint Don Quixote Branas until he had done what he wanted.

Those troublesome things in the navy can be easily solved as long as he mentions his identity. He has easily done many things with his despised identity.

It's just... annoying.