Reborn As a Pirate

Under the stars and moon, Lorraine finally saw the outline of the island.

　　 The island is just a few miles away, with scattered silver-white beaches and lush island jungles.

　　 There are two volcanoes in the center of the island. The mountains are high in the west and low in the east. The mountains are round and round, and there are two plumes of smoke rising up to the blue clouds, looking like the silhouette of a huge black rabbit from a distance.

　　 It turns out that John Nasbalt did not deceive people. There really is a black rabbit as big as a mountain on Hebasil Island, so...what about the wizard?

　　 Suspicious, the exhausted two were washed up on the beach by the waves.

　　 Lorraine barely walked a few steps, and could no longer walk when he reached the dry sand.

　　 He knelt down and fell on his back, making no sound.

　　 Henna was taken aback and rushed up, only to realize that Lorraine was actually asleep...

　　 She looked at Lorraine’s pale face tenderly, got closer, and kissed him gently on his forehead: "Go to sleep, my captain, I will always guard you."

　　 With this sleep, Lorraine slept dimly.

　　 When he woke up, the night was as old as before. There was a bonfire around him, a few wooden sticks propped on the beach, tied with a sling, and Henna's white combat uniform was hanging on the rope, only to be half-dried.

　　He knew that he had only slept for a while.

　　 Lorraine turned over and sat up, in a different place... Seeing Hina naked, facing the sea, sitting with her knees facing the sea.

　　The bright white moonlight illuminates her smooth coffee-colored skin, and she is slightly moisturized like jade, and she is beautiful under the moon, not a place.

　　 The motion of his getting up shocked Hina.

　　 Two short knives are at hand, she grabbed the knives in her hand, bounced and turned around, suddenly, the two of them looked at each other.

　　 A man was reflected in Bicui’s eyes...

　　 Cross-legged, Da Ma Jindao sits on the sand, with one hand on his knees and one hand on his chin. The expressions on his face seem to be smiling, his eyes are fixed, as if he is admiring some masterpiece of art handed down.

　　 "Tsk tusk, what a good figure, why do you always like to wrap in a smock..."

　　 Duh!

　　 The flying knife dropped his hand and plunged three inches into the ground.

　　 Henna quickly wrapped herself up.

　　 Although the battle suit has a waistline and slim fit, it is more than a little bit more beautiful than a wide coat, but it looks good when it is not naked.

　　 Lorraine feels very sorry.

　　 In regret, he saw Hina's **** face and the panicked eyes, and decided to hide the little thoughts in his heart without mentioning a word.

　　 He smiled and set aside the bonfire: "Henna..."

　　 "Aren't you tired and fainted? How come you wake up so fast!"

　　 "To be precise, I just slept." Lorraine shrugged. "The whaler is Hai's son. In the arms of our mother, we are stronger than ever and recover faster."

　　 "But that's...that's also..."

　　 Lorraine laughed and jumped up, and he drew out a long knife with a chirp: "I'm going to spear two fish in the water. When it's dawn, I'll find the butterfly flower number, and the wizard who likes to give gold coins!"

　　 Sunrise in the East!

　　 It's dawn, and the golden light spreads all over the sky, illuminating the square-inch-sized Hebasil Island, and unfolding a beautiful fairyland in front of Lorraine and Henna.

　　 blue sea, silver sand, sunny palm, broad-leaved bush shrub.

　　 The mountains that look like rabbits in the distance are black, and down are continuous dark green. The surrounding beaches are light green and tender green. The quartz beach is silver and white, and the sea in front of you is crystal clear.

　　 Lorraine and Henna sat shoulder to shoulder in the middle of the beach. The bonfire around him had gone out early, and the pyre was drifting towards the sky with black smoke, echoing the smoke pillars of the distant mountains and the foggy walls of the sky, gently swaying gracefully.

　　 Henna is indulged in this beauty.

　　 "Lorraine."

"Um."

　　 "Why do they call this Devil's Island?"

　　 "Because the legend about it suddenly appeared overnight, like a demon whispering in human ears."

"Really?"

"Of course not." Lorraine laughed blankly. "In the early days of the Renaissance, people extracted Pythagozilla's earth from the Greek classics, and found evidence from Eratosthenes and Ptolemy. Began to doubt that the Catholic Church preached the level of ground. People are willing to believe that the earth is round, and among them, navigators are the most convinced."

"The legend of Hebasil has appeared in the mouths of navigators since then. They said that in the west of Europe, there is a new continent on the other side of the ocean, and they have tried their best to describe it. Even if Columbus discovered America, and the legend It’s different from Hebasil. They don’t want to admit that the things that their ancestors have spread and portrayed from generation to generation are fake, but they reluctantly turned the Hebasil continent into Hebasil Island."

"It carries the resistance of navigators to church rule, just like Copernicus and Bruno's heliocentric said. This is the real reason why it is called Alcatraz Island, because every adventurer who searches for it is in the eyes of the church. A fallen man seduced by demons."

　　 "So it's so important..." Henna blinked and stood up, "Lorraine, where is the butterfly flower?"

　　 "We didn't see the boat when we swam over. If she didn't sink in the reef zone, she must be on the back of the island, blocked by the volcano."

　　 "Round the island? Or cross?"

　　 "Round the island." Lorraine also stood up and patted the broken sand on his pants, "I rushed into the jungle, I'm afraid I will meet the wizard who gives gold coins. If he is not friendly, it will be bad."

　　The action plan is finalized.

　　 Lorraine and Henna are both agile activists, once a decision is made, they will set off immediately.

　　 The two proceeded cautiously along the coastline, cutting the bushes, and walking around the island. They didn't encounter too many obstacles along the way. After spending a long time, they found the Pansy who was stranded on the back of the island.

　　 She rushed to the beach crookedly, the bow of the ship was high, revealing the cruel and broken hull in the sun.

　　 Seeing the busy figures of sailors all around, Lorraine smiled sincerely: "That bunch of guys...what a good job."

　　……

　　 However, Lorraine didn't know that it was actually another scene on the boat at this time.

　　 The butterfly flower arrived at the island later than Lorraine. It was not until four hours ago that they opened their sails and washed up on the beach by the wind.

　　 The sky was already bright at that time.

After 　　 successfully grounded the hull ashore, they spent another two hours cutting logs, using palm tree logs as wheels, and concentrated manpower to straighten the hull and put it on the bottom.

　　 It was only then ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ that the butterfly flower completely got rid of the shadow of the sunken ship.

　　 The pressure of survival was lost, and other worries came out.

　　 Kren carried his cable-breaking axe, roaring and directing the sailors to cut logs.

　　 Pierce took a few sailors to clean the warehouse, carried food and water to the beach, and set up a simple rain shelter.

　　 Noya knelt beside the steering wheel without saying a word, with the crystal ball of destiny in front of her, with the same quiet white ears lying on her shoulders, the magical silver tarots lined up in front of her, shuffling the cards again and again, and divination again and again.

　　Acharin wandered around pretentiously like a savior, seeming to have nothing to do, but also too busy.

　　 Everyone has unspeakable hesitation in their hearts.

　　 After Lorraine and Hina fell into the water, the Pansy sailed for nearly ten hours. At a speed of 0.5 knots, their travel distance was close to ten kilometers, and they would only be long, not short.

　　 Such a long distance, and deep in the foggy area, can Lorraine really take Hina to the island?

　　If they lose the captain, what should they do?

　　Acharin is the one who believes that Lorraine has been buried in the bottom of the sea the most.

　　 He became restless and felt that he had saved the entire ship, and he deserved support to become the new captain of the Pansy.

　　 wants to be right, he needs the support of the seafarer.

　　Kren, Pierce, Noya...Who start from?

　　A Charin's eyes were wandering around the three of them, and he saw Noya sitting alone by the steering wheel, and a handsome smile appeared on his handsome face.

　　 For a romantic gentleman, who else can be a more suitable target than a cowardly and useless Roma girl who is loved by sailors?

　　 captured this woman, and then... took the thrones of the captain and the chairman!