Traveler in the Pirate World

The palace was noisy at night. At the celebratory banquet, everyone was eating heartily. Perhaps because someone was preoccupied, even Weiwei got drunk.

Lily lay on the balcony, looking at the bright moon in the sky. The bright moonlight sprinkled on the earth, dyeing the ground silver-white.

"So, in what capacity do you come to see me, a navy? Or a remnant of the great kingdom, the leader of the torch?"

The tall and slender figure leaned against the outer wall beside the window, looking at the girl's long silver hair lit by the moonlight, fluttering in the wind, as if every strand was glowing, "I thought gods were omniscient and omnipotent?"

"Omniscient and omnipotent?" Lily didn't look back. "This is a relative concept. It may be true for you, but it is not true for the whole world!"

Borsalino saw that Lily did not deny it, and could not help being silent for a while. After a long time, he spoke up and said, "To be honest, I have always wanted to meet you, but now that I have met you, I don't know what to ask you!"

Lily looked back at this uncle who was usually very unreliable, and had no intention of saying anything.

"Probably more than 1,300 years ago..." Borsalino said to himself, but the voice that just sounded suddenly paused, "Probably? Yes! I don't know since when, even we have forgotten our own history?

Generation after generation of people have hoped to revive the great kingdom, but in the past eight hundred years we have never really seen any hope, sacrifice, loss, burden... I have been confused countless times, but I dare not give up, not only because of those who have been buried in the past, but also for the people of the future. "

As the current leader of the Torch, and possibly the last leader, Borsalino told others for the first time everything he was carrying.

More than 1,300 years ago, the Kingdom of El, a symbol of free will, was established. It was an archipelago kingdom built by multiple races, and it was not powerful at first.

However, this special kingdom, which seemed extremely strange at the time, became the undisputed overlord of this ocean in just a hundred years, and people called it the Great Kingdom.

Everything changed starting from Fishman Island, where adventurers discovered ancient ruins and a large amount of historical data was unearthed. With the beginning of research, a buried history was rediscovered by people.

"Every nine... years... a comet from the west will pass through our... atmosphere, bringing... disaster to the world!" Historians found such an extremely incomplete record, as well as many accounts of a king.

"The Sea King sent a large number of islands into the sea in order to save people. He overdrew his life. He is getting older. He could have lived a long time..."

"I have lived in the sea for a long time. Perhaps I won't be able to wait for the day of disaster, because Xi Huiyuan..."

"The king...is old, everyone...knows...he's...dead, some...question the king's decision,...sick of the false sunshine,...escaping...I still believe...see...the stars...are...close."

"...fallen, the murlocs gave birth to...monsters,...split..."

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Time has blurred a large amount of text on it, and people can only analyze and speculate based on the intermittent text on it. For this reason, the great kingdom began to invest a lot of resources in astronomy, just to observe the comet that appeared many times in the records.

However, this investment has not seen any results for decades. Countless astronomers look up at the sky day and night, just to see the star that represents disaster. Even though they have never seen it, people still gave it a name, Kramuti.

Some believed it firmly, while others scoffed at it, until one winter night, people observed its shadow for the first time.

What followed was more than a decade of tracking, recording and calculations. When the day came when everything was confirmed, people inevitably felt despair.

In order to deal with this disaster, there were endless debates in high-level meetings and in the academic community, and various schools of thought were born.

There are the immigrant faction that proposes to specialize in the space industry and find a new home; there are the promoters who advocate accelerating the speed of the planets to avoid this disaster; there are also the destructive faction that advocates destroying comets and the drifters who advocate reconstructing the ocean environment.

After discovering and confirming the disaster, the great kingdom invited countries around the world to a conference, but the outcome was not satisfactory. Even the participating countries were only a few neighboring kingdoms. Countries far away on the other side of the ocean did not care at all about this doomsday trick, and even felt a sense of shame for being fooled.

In this world structure where blood and royal power are supreme, a kingdom that maintains a federal parliamentary system and includes many alien races such as giants, mermaids, fur people, dwarfs, etc. is a definite heresy.

Unable to achieve the great kingdom of unifying all human power through peaceful means, they who do not advocate war had no choice but to choose to shoulder this mission alone.

In the more than two hundred years that followed, the great kingdom, which faced the pressure of the end of the world alone, was developing rapidly every day.

Airships head into space, and countless people head for unknown places with the determination to be lost forever in the sea of ​​stars, just to find a new home.

Countless rocks were excavated from the sea to create empty islands in the hope of becoming the soil for human survival in a future ravaged by floods.

The sea was changing due to human intervention, and the peculiar magnetic field environment of the Grand Route began to emerge during that hundred years, which frightened many kingdoms.

The fuse of the war came from the initial exploration of the unknown Red Earth Continent and the birth of Pluto.

The vehicle symbolizing the highest shipbuilding skills of the great kingdom, the sacred weapon born from the perfect combination of PYROBROIN factor technology and the ancient Noah's Ark, brought those kings together.

The coalition army led by the Twenty Kingdoms launched an attack on the Kingdom of El. At that time, the Twenty Kingdoms were not as weak as they are now, not to mention that behind them stood a holy kingdom that had stood in this world for who knows how long but was never known to anyone.

The war with the United Army has been at a stalemate for decades. Even though the Great Kingdom has always maintained the upper hand, due to the secret interference of the Holy Kingdom, it seems that this war will never end.

Times make heroes. In this chaotic era, countless people stood up, including great swordsmen holding magic swords, local politicians, and rampant pirates. But the most eye-catching among them is the sunny boy from the giant clan.

His name is Joey Boy, a guy who loves to laugh, the brightest new star in the great kingdom!

From an unknown soldier running on the battlefield to the dawn of victory, he is like a scorching sun that will never go out, shining brightly above the great kingdom.

However, even with such a hero, decades of militarism have inevitably led to the end of all kingdoms that can no longer stop the war, and the Kingdom of El is no exception.

Countless islands sank due to the war, and the people were displaced and lived a precarious life. The despair of not knowing when they would be affected by the war weighed on everyone, and the anti-war sentiment became increasingly high, forcing all countries to look forward to a decisive battle to determine the outcome.

No one knew what happened that day. People only remembered that Pluto burst out with a scorching light, and a large number of the Allied Forces and the Great Kingdom's soldiers were evaporated along with the sea under the shining sun.

Joey Boy, who was named after the sun, fell to the earth like a meteor and disappeared along with the remaining territory of the great kingdom. After the fall of the great kingdom, the war came to an end.

But no one became the real winner, or rather, the Holy Kingdom hiding behind was the only winner.

The remnants of the Great Kingdom were scattered around the world, and most of them spent the first and most difficult years in hiding. The Torch was an organization formed by those unwilling remnants after the World War, and it is the continuation of the will of the Great Kingdom.

Borsalino slowly told Lily everything he knew. He lowered his head and looked directly into her eyes. "How many times has human civilization been reincarnated under the impending disaster? How many people have faced such despair? Where was God at that time?"

"You probably never thought about this question before I showed up!" Lily said calmly, "What makes you think that humans need to be protected and saved by gods?"

The unexpected answer made Borsalino look stunned. "Yes, before I saw what happened that day, I had never thought about the gods saving the world. I wonder when I could no longer hold on?"

"The continuation of mankind has never relied on the so-called gods. You who live in the present have never relied on the so-called gods, but on your ancestors. Don't deny their efforts!" Lily stopped looking at him, but turned her head and continued to look at the full moon in the sky.

Although she was similar to the people in this world in her previous life, they were not essentially the same species. The only people in this world that she truly cared about were her family.

The rest of the unnecessary emotions actually come more from the emotional resonance between intelligent species and emotional creatures.