Reborn As a Pirate

　　 Those who follow prosper, those who oppose perish.

　　 With an order, the strong spice workers came up, stepped on the stairs on both sides of the stern cabin, and crowded onto the small upper deck, enclosing Lorraine and Lake in an arc, and airtight.

　　 Lorraine pressed his body in the crowd, and the cheetah was ready to go.

　　 There are eight enemies in front of him, most of them are not taller than him, but each one is stronger than him.

　　They are not people on the sea. No matter how small the wind and waves in the harbor are, the boat cannot be as stable as the land. This is a good thing.

　　According to the martial arts level of marine school students, one-to-eight is difficult, especially there is a Lake behind him who cannot help. If he really fights, he may be injured.

　　 But the opponent is unstable in the next game, so he doesn’t necessarily have to be injured...

　　 The key is to be fast, if you can lose three in the opening...

　　噗!

　　 Sharp blade... into the meat.

　　 Lorraine was thinking about a quick solution, and suddenly felt a chill in his heart, and then, there was a huge pain.

　　 He lowered his head in disbelief, and saw a short blade sticking out of his chest.

　　 This knife is very thin and short. It is a skinning knife from Lake's ancestors. Lorraine sees it several times a day, because Lake uses it to cut the bacon when the boat is cooking.

　　 And now, this knife has penetrated Lorraine...

　　 The blood stained on the shirt, around the tip of the knife, the wider and larger, it looks like a blooming peony.

　　 The peony is in my heart.

　　 Lorraine's strength suddenly dissipated, and the long sword in his hand slammed to the ground. He fell softly into Lake's arms, and his pupils slowly spread out.

　　 "Sir...Lake...you...why..."

　　 "You...what are you doing with your sword! What are you doing with your sword!" Lake's voice was panicked and sharp, "Did you not listen to the sir? The follower prosper, the adversary die! Do you want to kill me!"

　　 As he asked, he pinched Lorraine's shoulder and shook it desperately, causing Lorraine's eyes to turn black.

　　 "You are a sailor! A sailor who put the captain in danger, what do I want you to do!"

　　 With a horrible cry, his arms slammed Lorraine out of the guardrail and threw it out of the boat.

　　 Lorraine fell out weakly, fell into the water from a height of five or six meters, and sank into the sea with a thud.

　　 After the spray, only a few undetectable red circles on the sea surface turned into ripples, spread out, and drifted away.

　　Lake knelt softly on the ground.

"First... sir, I know I was wrong... I shouldn’t... I have children... In Plymouth, I have an eight-year-old son waiting for me... Feed themselves…"

He cried and laughed at the thugs, pointed at the sea, and said anxiously: "I will kill you idiots! I will give you everything! The boat, money, and goods are all yours! I beg you! ...Forgive...forgive me...I still have children...forgive..."

　　...

　　 A dream, or a memory.

　　 The time should be five years old. Lorraine had never remembered this scene before.

　　 Little Lorraine was pushed down the pond.

　　 Before he was drowned, he was lucky enough to be fished out of the lake and lay unconscious in the large bedroom of Drake's old house.

　　 The young Shaq found the culprit who pushed him into the water, murderously carrying the sword, and went to the Tavistock Mission School to fight the two stupid boys from the Lord's house.

　　 Elijah rushed back from the Channel Fleet overnight and sent a note to the Lord’s family as soon as he came back:

　　 Dueling is the glory and tradition of the nobility. No matter which child died, or how many died, the two families are not allowed to come in. Otherwise, Drake will regard it as a declaration of war, two families, immortal, endless.

　　 Suddenly, the descendants of the dragon on the sea showed their fangs. Because of a bad prank, Drake’s child was about to die...

　　 Little Lorraine is in pain.

　　 Although he didn't drown in the water, he was tortured by the shock and fear that caused him to develop a fever and experienced a terrifying fever that lasted for half a month.

　　 He was trapped in a nightmare all the way through reincarnation, and all he could see with his eyes was the floating water plants and the icy lake.

　　 He began to suffocate, blurred and blurred, and came to a blue seabed full of sunken ships.

　　 "This is...Ship City, Nootong?"

　　 Lorraine floated blankly in the middle of the sea, watching tens of thousands, even hundreds of thousands of ship wrecks, encircling a huge circular city in the middle of the sea.

　　 It is built on the white and soft seabed beach, and the quartz sand is mixed with countless golden pearls. The pearls glow, reflecting the shipwreck and the sea into the day.

　　 There are brightly colored corals and seagrass dotted inside and outside, connecting into a small alley, forming a piece of forest.

　　 Lorraine saw a golden lighthouse in the middle of Ship City.

　　 The lamppost at the tip of the tower reflects a rainbow, guiding countless sunken ships to swarm from the four poles of the sea like swimming fish.

　　 This is the myth of Nootong.

　　 In mythology, this place is the tomb of all ships and sailors in the world, and it is also a paradise for people on the sea yearning for a lifetime.

　　 Lorraine raised an enlightenment: "Niold... just lives in the lighthouse?"

　　 He swam toward the lighthouse, swimming very fast, and after a short while, he passed the circular ship city and swam to the end of the Hongqiao Bridge.

　　 It's a pity that he didn't see Niald holding the oar.

　　 Through the arch pillars of the lighthouse peak, he saw a blur of colored light, and there was a picture moving in the colored light, reflecting a beautifully decorated aristocratic bedroom.

　　 That is...home.

　　 In the picture, the little Lorraine is lying on the familiar iron bed with his eyes closed and his face flushed.

　　 His hair was stuck with sweat, and his face was red and pale together, wrinkled into a ball because of twisting.

　　 This is... the real location?

　　 Lorraine doesn't know.

　　 Through the screen, he saw the young Helena walk into the room, sat down by the big bed, and gently held Little Lorraine's hand.

　　 "Helena..." Little Lorraine woke up and called weakly.

　　 Helena's eyes are reflecting the pain of Lorraine, just like Helena is experiencing pain herself.

　　 Little Lorraine struggled to file a complaint: "Helena, York and Little York scolded me and said I was an illegitimate child..."

　　 "We are Vikings." Helena said with a smile, "I have held a Viking wedding with Ilia in Iceland, so you are not an illegitimate child."

　　 "But they said that I am not a real Viking. The Viking's hair is blond, and I am black..."

　　 "We are Vikings."

　　 Helena said it again, and then she stroked her hair like a wave and proudly showed it to Lorraine.

"Our black hair and brown eyes are gifts from our ancestors. Because most of the Vikings were children of Asgard, and our ancestor was Niald. Although he was the sea **** of Asgard, Always the **** of Walmheim."

"Really?"

　　 "Really, black hair symbolizes power. We are not only Vikings, but also the most glorious group of Vikings. We are whalers."

　　【We are the whalers】

　　 [Black curly hair is like a deep ocean, brown eyes are like oars]

　　 [Our ancestor Niald, gave us bravery, gave us strong]

　　 [He makes our harpoons hit with great success, and will respond to prayers in winter, and let the calm sea raise summer storms]

　　【We regard the sea as home】

　　 [Drown not to die, UU reading www.uukanshu. Com is not cold, and whales can be heard wailing from hundreds of miles away. The transparent double eyelid helps us see the front clearly]

　　【We lick the wound and the wound will heal. As long as you touch the sea, you will produce endless power]...

"what is this?"

　　 "This is the song of the whalers. The black-haired Vikings sang it from generation to generation, from father to daughter, from mother to son. Now I pass it on to you."

　　 "Is it true in the lyrics?"

"Of course it is true." Helena smiled and hugged Lorraine and shook it gently, "So go to sleep, go to sleep. The little weir pond can't hurt you. You are the son of the sea, in the water, only Will become extremely powerful."

　　 "But I... don't want to sleep..."

　　 "But I... don't want to sleep."

　　 "But I... don't want to sleep!"

　　 said Lorraine of Nootong, Lorraine in Helena's arms, and Lorraine in Cherbourg Blackport at the same time.

wake up…

　　 Lorraine, who sank on the bottom of the sea, opened his eyes suddenly, but he didn't seem to open his eyes completely.

There is a transparent, almost indistinguishable eyelid covering his eyes, separating the turbid water, allowing him to clearly see the Attis Beauty floating on the bottom of the pier and the rows on both sides of the pier. An immortal wooden stake.

　　 This is...Black Port?

　　Lake!

　　 The memory awakened in an instant.

　　 Lorraine trembled on the bottom of the sea, and wanted to go up to the surface to rescue Lake. Only when he acted, he immediately felt a sharp pain from his heart.

　　 He spit out a long string of bubbles!

　　 The sea immediately filled his mouth and nose. He pinched his neck, kicked his hands and feet, and fainted again after a while.

Before 　　 fell into a coma, there was only one thought in his mind.

　　Lake, you are an idiot!