Traveler in the Pirate World

Hello, unknown person, maybe we know each other, maybe I was defeated by you, maybe we have never met before, but no matter what, you are here, are you interested in listening to my story?

Bringing some of the survivors in the city, the old man came to the place that Vilanz said. Here was a passage that had been dug at some point leading directly to the sea.

Boxes of items were neatly arranged, and several large ships were docked at a simple artificial port connected to the sea. Above was a straight cliff. Here he saw a volume of notes left by Vilanzer.

When you see this notebook, I should have died. Maybe I was wiped out by the World Government, maybe I lost to a stronger person, or maybe I was swallowed up by a flood.

It's really strange. I don't know why I don't feel scared when I say the word death. Instead, I feel a little relieved. Maybe this can be considered a kind of relief.

By the way, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Vilanze, a child raised by bandits, and the 175th lord of Rodsim City.

I still remember when I was very young, I first came to this ruins occupied by bandits in the Gobi Desert. I always heard something faintly, and that noise kept me awake, and I always had nightmares when I fell asleep.

The deep sea swallowed me, the dark city slept at the bottom of the sea, countless black shadows swam out of the city, it was a darkness deeper than the sea.

"Help me, help me..."

"You should protect us, you should protect us..."

"I'm so hungry. I'm so hungry..."

"Rodsim can no longer protect anyone..."

"Liar, liar, all liars..."

"The great flood is coming, it is really coming..."

"I don't want to die... City Lord, please think of a solution!"

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Anger, crying, struggling, and fear, all these sounds tell me that countless wronged souls were born here.

At first, I was afraid of this. I always cried alone at night because their voices would be more obvious when it was late at night and everyone was asleep. So other children liked to call me a crybaby, until I met my master Roland!

The Master is a very capable man, a powerful warrior who can rival his father head-on, and the instructor of all the children.

At first, the master looked down on me as a cowardly apprentice. He was always working hard to improve himself, and he never concealed his ambitions and desires.

But perhaps it was precisely because of this that my father at that time had to keep making progress.

Later, I made the master angry, and he said to me with his ferocious face, "I don't know why you cry all day, but if you don't get enough rest at night, then the training during the day will only further damage your body. If you continue like this, there is no need to come again.

You can choose to become a logistics staff when you grow up, cook, wash clothes or do other things. There is nothing shameful about it. The strong protect the weak, the strong conquer the weak. This is the natural choice.

I will use my strength to obtain food, supplies and wealth for this place, and they will use their skills to create a better life for us. We are just strong in different places, so we protect each other and conquer each other.

If you still want to stay here, then give yourself a good rest. If you are afraid of something, then take a good look at it. What you are afraid of may not be worth your fear, at least at night. "

Later, I slowly learned to understand the source of the sound, and slowly learned to understand everything behind it.

The sound was emitted by the ruins of this ancient city, and after listening to it countless times, I understood a lot.

This city is called Rodshim. Why is it called this name? I don't know much, but the only thing I know is that it is because of a man named Rodshim.

Every time after a long period of peace, a flood would come to the world. The city of Rodsim once sheltered countless people from the disaster, but in the end it still met with destruction. It no longer had the power to fight against the world-destroying flood.

This is what I heard from the voice of the previous generation of city lord. It was the voice I heard most clearly. I could hear his unwillingness, his anger, as well as his endless sadness and self-blame.

So I told the crowd about the great flood, but no one believed me, and I got a new nickname, called "Little Madman".

I don’t know why I was the only one who could hear those voices, and I don’t know whether the so-called flood really existed, but I was afraid that it really existed. I didn’t want my family members to die like this. Sadly, I didn’t think at that time that one day I would be the one who killed them with my own hands.

Later one day, I was sure of all this. On that day I awakened the power of this city. Even though it was very weak, it existed. Even though it did not attract anyone's attention, I noticed it.

I think this may be the mission I was born to undertake. I want to rebuild the city of Rodsim.

For this, I kept working hard. I defeated my father with my strength, became the new leader, and actually rebuilt the city. But I found that the power of Rodsim City was not restored. I failed. Rodsim really had no way to shelter anyone anymore, so I started to prepare for all this.

What should I do? I looked for the answer in the voice, and the previous city lord gave me the answer, a vague answer, which was the superhuman fortified city fruit and power.

I went out to sea for this, but I failed again, and that time I realized my own weakness.

The city of Rodsim needs a more powerful lord, and I am obviously not one of them. I sit on the cold stone seat, waiting for the person who can defeat me, but I am afraid that I won't be able to wait for that day.

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Maybe we can go to Fishman Island. It is under the sea and even a flood will not threaten it. But it is the territory of the fishmen. Can we really take root there?

……

Today I killed my father, and maybe later I will kill my master. These are my last relatives. What on earth have I been protecting?

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The bells of the sky island? An island suspended in the sky? Maybe we can go there, but where is the sky island?

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The following was obviously Vilanze's recent notes, which seemed a bit discontinuous for some reason. Roland had not expected that Vilanze had always been bound by this so-called mission.

"If I don't do it, no one else can? What a naive kid!" Roland looked back at the other side of the passage. It was pitch black there, but after so much time, there were still no pursuers. It seemed that Vilanze really held back the World Government's army.

"I'm beginning to believe all this, Vilanz!" he whispered to himself.

"Lord Roland, the basic supplies have been loaded. We don't have time to delay any longer." The young man's voice came from behind.

Roland turned around and looked into the boy's eyes. Those were a pair of eyes that showed undisguised hatred. Roland suddenly smiled, "I like the look in your eyes, and I look forward to the day when you defeat me!"

"I will, just like you defeated Lord Vilanze today!" the young man said seriously.

"Okay!" Roland just nodded. He didn't argue that he was the one who was more likely to lose, because that was not what people needed at the moment. The truth was not that important in many cases.

On the ship, Meili sat in Lily's arms in a daze. She looked at those who had survived by chance. Suddenly, she looked up at Lily and said, "Ms. Lily can actually protect everyone, right?"

Lily knew what she was saying. The simple Mary couldn't bear to see so many deaths. Just like her before, how long had it been? She had become so... indifferent.

"This is part of the rules. Everyone has their own choice. If I help any party, it would be the greatest injustice to everyone. That's all!"

"Then why...why did Lady Lily save Mary?" Mary asked in a low voice after a moment's silence. This was not a question, but just a simple doubt.

"Because you are a companion that my brother truly cares about and who cares about him."

"So Merry was saved because of the Captain?"

"Is it fair to say that Mary will be upset about this?"

"No, Lily. It's Lily's choice who to save. That actually makes Mary feel relieved. The captain is really amazing."

"When did you learn Tina's tone? I remember you two have never met."

"Tina? Who is that?"

The two chatted, which relieved Mary's tension and discomfort.

In comparison, Bubble obviously had no worries. It saw two familiar faces on the boat, the two businessmen. They looked very embarrassed at the moment, and looked as if they had crawled out of coal dust. However, it was lucky enough not to be injured.

It looked at the two people curiously, not quite understanding how the previously white people had turned black, like coal, and so ugly.