The Pirate's Cute Cat Tavern

Little sister Ian fell asleep, after last night's fear and panic of running long distances.

She was very tired. She curled up in her mother's arms like a frightened deer.

But she was still fine. The 12-year-old little Ian was hugging his mother's leg tightly at the moment, and his whole body was shaking like a quail.

His pupils kept shaking, and he was so scared that he lost his mind. Even though his mother kept comforting him, he didn't get better at all.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu.

"It took a lot of effort to reach the destination but it turned out like this. I told you to prepare enough fleet strength in a week!"

"But these two little babies refused to listen! Otherwise, we wouldn't have been beaten in such a mess!"

Mrs. Ian's eyes were red, but she did not cry. She hugged her two children tightly, as if she was passing on her strength to comfort them.

Although she complained and muttered, she was still protecting her children, which is the nature of all mothers.

Locke listened silently, his eyes swaying. Did he understand that these two were his 'little fans'?

Was it because he was anxious to see himself and come to his dining boat that he encountered this disaster?

"Dumb, go bring them a plate of golden barbecue! That will help them quickly recover their strength..."

Locke gave an order, and Dumb moved quickly. He could feel the tense atmosphere, so he stopped being reckless.

The barbecue was brought up, and each of the tired Ian crew members was given a few pieces. Just these few pieces restored them to a relatively normal state.

Mrs. Ian also ate, and even though she was exhausted physically and mentally, her face showed an expression of surprise and admiration.

"Little Ian, come and eat barbecue! This is the good thing you have been talking about for two days, come and try it... Don't be afraid, we are safe!"

Mrs. Ian wanted to feed little Ian some barbecue, but when he saw the knife and fork flashing with light, he was so frightened that he trembled all over.

"No...no, don't! Bad guys, get off our ship...Mom, dad, little Ian is so scared! Wuwu..."

Little Ian cried with tears streaming down his face. He was young and cowardly, but he was frightened to death last night?

Locke felt sad for a while, his brows furrowed slightly, and then slowly relaxed.

He squatted in front of Little Ian, stretched out his warm and generous palms, rubbed Little Ian's little head with messy hair, and smiled warmly.

"Little Ian, it's okay! It's safe here now... Don't cry, you are a man, and you are a man who wants to protect your sister and mother!"

"Men shouldn't be so fragile!" Locke stared into Little Ian's eyes.

Little Ian could obviously hear Locke's words. He felt the power hidden under Locke's deep pupils, and his eyes gradually stopped shaking.

"Big brother? Little...little Ian is a man, little Ian won't cry! I...I want to protect my mother and sister!"

"Yes, that's right! I need you to have the courage to face your enemies, and I can give you the strength to defeat your enemies!"

As Locke spoke, a golden cat's shadow appeared on his palm.

That was one of the mysterious rewards Locke received, the Courageous Soul Cat. He spent 1000 million from the Lucky Cat.

Bought one!

"Meow!" The mini version of the golden soul cat stood on Locke's palm and meowed softly at little Ian.

Although this cat meow is light, it seems to contain endless power. This power can awaken the blood deep in the heart and activate people's courage!

"Cat!" Little Ian's eyes lit up, and he happily stretched out his hand to catch the little soul cat.

Soul Cat took a step forward gently, followed Little Ian's arm to his shoulder, and then stood firmly.

The moment the soul cat stood still, a golden light that was difficult for ordinary people to detect enveloped Ian, and he was transformed by this golden light.

Little Ian's eyes gradually became firmer, which seemed to contain the supreme courage of having experienced hundreds of iron-blooded battles.

Not only that, rays of golden light also poured into Little Ian's head. After circulating in his mind, an image of a golden sword was formed on his forehead, which represented the courageous soul cat. inherited.

"Hungry..." The soul cat on Little Ian's shoulder disappeared, and he spoke again. This time his voice was no longer timid, and although it was hoarse, it was much calmer.

"Eat when you're hungry! After you're full, it's time to fight! Fight your enemies and protect your loved ones!"

Locke chuckled and pushed the golden barbecue in front of Little Ian. Little Ian grabbed it directly without using a fork.

He ate voraciously, he ate fast and hard, and he chewed hard, as if he wanted to bite his past cowardice into pieces.

"Thank you... thank you for helping this child find his courage! Thank you for your generous help... I, I will definitely thank you heavily!"

Mrs. Ian's excited voice trembled. Little Ian's cowardice was due to the shadow of childhood.

As a mother, she could clearly see the changes in her own child. She clearly felt that little Ian had stepped out of the shadow and became braver. All of this stemmed from Locke's golden kitten.

"Oh, that's right! Thank you, let's talk about it later! Trouble is coming..."

Locke stood up and looked into the distance, where a dilapidated pirate ship with a black skull and crossbones flag flying on its mast was approaching quickly.

From a long distance away, wild and excited shouts and shouts without any restraints were carried by the wind.

"Charge over! Charge over! Kill them all, rob them all, and burn them all!"

This is a real pirate, a bloodthirsty and vicious pirate in his heart, a vicious pirate who runs rampant on the sea with a harsh environment and seeks wealth!

"Non-combatants evacuate into the cabin! The gunners are ready to destroy this group of arrogant pirates!"

Lord Peggy shouted loudly, and the people from the Chambord newspaper office returned to their ships early. They had no intention of attacking or retreating.

"Little Ian, let's go! Hide quickly... don't hinder the adults!" Mrs. Ian hugged Little Ian's sister and greeted Little Ian.

Then Little Ian didn't move. His body stood straight and nailed to Locke's side, and his voice was firm.

"No! I want to fight! Please give me a weapon!"

Locke chuckled, gave Mrs. Ian a reassuring look and smiled.

"Let him follow me! I will protect his safety! He is a man and should fight for his loved ones!"

Mrs. Ian was stunned for a moment, then nodded heavily. She no longer hid in the cabin. She stood on the deck and watched her son go to the battlefield!