Pirate World: Restoration

At night, in an open-air tavern.

Olei stopped the evening business and brought his eleven old friends to have a party with Zel and the others.

"Holding a party, it's really nostalgic!"

Olei held the barbecue in his left hand and the bottle in his right hand, with an excited blush on his face.

"You guy, be careful not to wake up tomorrow, you have no sense of vigilance at all."

Lysis did not drink, he was not interested in alcohol after getting older.

"What are you afraid of, we have all been forgotten in the old times, no one will bother us."

Fat old man Frey said dizzy.

"Uncle Olei, who are you?"

Mona asked with curiosity in her eyes.

As a cartoonist, she likes to collect inspiration in daily life, so she is curious about anything interesting.

"That's a long story!"

Olei touched his prickly beard, and a look of reminiscence appeared in his eyes.

"This sea has not changed for eight hundred years. New overlords appear in every era, but the end of each era ends with the death of the overlord.

In contrast, those who are not so outstanding but have certain strength can survive, and we are the ones who survived."

It seems that they drank too much, or they don't care, and others did not stop Ou Lei from continuing.

"Do you know? This sea is regressing!"

Ou Lei's eyes flashed with an inexplicable light, as if he was sober.

"Sixty years ago, a scientist named Gordon appeared on the sea. He was a scientist who focused on the development of weapons. He was the last user of the Penetration Fruit and our boss.

We were a group of hooligans living in the slums, but with our concerted efforts, we lived well.

But one day, the war started and we were forced to go to the battlefield. The original group of eighteen people was reduced to twelve.

You know, war is not uncommon on this sea, or war is the main theme of this sea.

In order to survive, we picked up guns, picked up guns in the sea of ​​blood and corpses."

At this point, Gray took out the flintlock rifle at his waist, and nostalgia flashed in his eyes.

"Firearms have never been the cause of war, but they are our only means of protecting ourselves.

At the beginning, we charged with wood, water pipes, and our bodies, and then watched our brothers fall in a pool of blood.

Just when we were confused about the future, not knowing when we would die on the battlefield and then rot.

The boss found us and provided us with twelve guns, twelve simple flintlock rifles."

Olay paused, took a sip of wine and continued.

"Fortunately, we have a certain talent for shooting, or those who have no talent are left in the past.

In this way, we survived the cruel battlefield and successfully became the boss's experimental tools.

These are his original words. He is really a guy who wants to save face."

Olay said, and immediately attracted the recognition of others.

"Yes, that guy is so stubborn that he wants to save face. He wants to do everything by himself."

Nolan spoke, and tears welled up in his eyes as soon as he said two words.

"Nolan, everything is over."

Derrick patted the woman who had lived with him for decades. Their relationship had long surpassed that of a brother and sister.

"It's okay. When people get old, tears are worthless."

Nolan wiped her eyes and squeezed out a reassuring smile.

On the other side, Olei continued to tell their story.

"The boss is a very powerful scientist, especially in firearms. He can always invent some strange things.

Relying on powerful weapons, we are like fish in water on the battlefield, and the enemy forces are defeated.

After two years of war, we won, but found that we were not the winners.

We are in a member country, and the one we are fighting is also a member country of the world government.

The war was won, but the losses caused were immeasurable. Someone must stand up and apologize for the war.

Generally speaking, the loser should apologize, but it is another matter if there are people behind the loser."

Olei's face was a little painful, and he slapped the table hard.

"Later we found out that the war was instigated by the World Government, just to weaken the military strength of the two powers and make some money from the war.

I don't know what kind of deal the incompetent king reached with the World Government, and the boss became the one who took the blame.

The reason seemed to be 'researching weapons banned by the World Government'? What a ridiculous reason!

Fortunately, the boss is not a foolTu's people, he discovered the king's plan in advance and took us to escape to the sea.

I still remember that the boss left a lot of good things in the basement of the palace. That foolish king must have enjoyed that gift, haha!"

As he spoke, Ole laughed again.

"The boss is very knowledgeable about ancient technology. After escaping, he took us to look for traces of ancient technology everywhere in the sea.

It is also because of this that we have made a big name in the sea. The navy also gave us the title of Machine Gun Pirates, which can be said to be famous in the sea."

Thinking of the glorious history of the past, Ole was a lot happier, but soon lost again.

"The days of adventure are very happy, but they don't last long. It seems that we have touched the reverse scale of the World Government, and we have been hunted unprecedentedly.

I remember that it was a group of bastards in white suits. Those guys surrounded us and left no way out.

For some reason, the boss negotiated with the group of guys and finally left with them.

The boss seemed to be hiding a lot of things from us, but it didn't matter anymore.

Not long after, the news of the boss's death spread across the sea, and we, as the remnants of the Machine Gun Pirates, were hunted down vigorously.

We couldn't believe the news of the boss's death, but when we saw the photo of his death, we couldn't help but believe it! "

At this point, tears fell from Orei's eyes and his voice choked.

"The boss is dead, and we have lost our passion for sailing, and we have to face the pursuit of the World Government. After a decision, we came to the North Sea, and this retreat has been 30 years. "

The story is over, and Orei and the others still don't know the reason for Gordon's death.

They also tried to investigate, but they couldn't do anything with their abilities.

"Little sister, do you think we are cowardly?"

Orei suddenly asked.

Hearing Orei's question, Mona thought for a while.

"You are not cowardly, but weak. You did not live up to Gordon's choice and survived strongly, but if you were stronger, things would not develop like this. "

"Not cowardly, but weak?"

Olei chewed on Mona's words, his eyes blank.