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Still looking puzzled, Andras asked, “Big Brother Tyr, you can be frank about what you want to say. The way you’re behaving is scaring me.” “Okay.” Tyr nodded and popped an apple slice into his own mouth. “You have been engaged in smuggling activities over the years. You must be very familiar with this area of the sea, right? “I heard that this area is always infested with pirates, yet your goods have never been seized by them.” Andras was thunderstruck at first, but he soon returned to his usual self. “Big Brother Tyr, you got it right. This area of the sea is indeed infested with pirates all year round. There are quite a number of them. Indeed, my goods are rarely seized by them.”

The pirate leader proceeded, “We weren’t always pirates, if you must know. We never raided ships to begin with. But after what your kingdom did to us, being pirates is the only thing that we know we can do. It is what we had to do.” My eyes widened as I met his gaze. “We were once fishermen from the kingdom of Middle Earth. Life was simple. And even though it was a struggle sometimes, we were thankful,” the pirate leader started his explanation. “But when the previous king died, everything changed. His queen campaigned for modernism. And when she discovered a more advanced, quicker way to do the fishing, she ordered us to stop. “But we didn’t know any other livelihood. And she didn’t even tr

"Not everything has to end in violence." Something passed between them—disagreement, yes, but also grudging respect. "Fine," Dante said. "We offer them terms. But when they refuse, we do it my way." "Agreed." They worked through lunch, stopping only when Maria brought sandwiches they ate while reviewing intelligence reports Clara had compiled. "The port situation is interesting," Clara said, pulling up surveillance footage. "The main smuggler is a guy named Viktor. Russian, former military, very careful. He's not going to trust us easily."

Just like the rest of his mates, average body of an alcoholic and unhealthy diet pirate, the Second Mate bravely spit out his words. It’s their inside joke. They, pirates, are usually stealing and hording women for their own lust and personal desires, and now . . . Searching for allies was never their doings. Captain Black Beard gives him the looks of great darkness and lust of spitting off his blood in his veins. “Are you ready to get your head off from your neck?” “N-No, c-captain.” Scared, trembling voice came out from his mouth while trying to straighten up his words into fix sentence. “Forgive me.”

“Any news from the dark side?” “Always, little tiger,” Christian’s voice came back, raspy and familiar. “Our dear old Gregory has been busy. Too busy. Trying to steal some of Hades’s European shipping routes. Playing a very dangerous game of ‘find the loophole,’ if you catch my drift. He’s got a mole, a lazy dock worker giving him all the shipping lists. Seems our brother thinks he’s quite the brainiac, our brat.”

Lelandi, you’re too wet and hot for me, I notice. He always had a lewd expression in his eyes when he looked at her. He placed her on the wooden floor by slipping his arms under her. The 19th of September is Speak Like a Pirate Day, so consider that. You’ll be my sea squirt, and I’ll steal your riches. She prepared for her by slipping her hand down to the bulge in his pants and vigorously rubbing it. I won’t be the treasure, sir; I’ll be the pirate captain. He chuckled.

- King Makenzie said while he glares with a poker face. King Alan said with a long pause-" Well... I have been through many lands now, Pirates are not a mystery anymore. They have just evolved. There was a small country towards the northern border in this realm, Known as 'Jora'. They have been attacked by pirates at the night. Their kingdoms were torn apart and people were running in fear... The kingdom was small and that is why Pirates have outnumbered them. results in the broken kingdom. Since then, the Jorans were lost. Some turned into pirates, some banished. Pirates are seen first after 100 years. They have turned into something nasty. They are threats. They have turned into ruthless mo

“I asked him to fly over the bay and spy upon the ships. He says there are five ships anchored, one he thinks is a pirate.” “Pirate,” I repeated, fascinated. “We shall see,” Rivyn was thoughtful. “A pirate would be perfect.” “A pirate perfect?” I turned in the saddle to look at him. He laughed at the expression on my face. “Yes, dear wife. They are more likely to take risks, will not have a set route they travel, and will be hungrier for coin. They’re not more or less trustworthy than a normal ship hire - any crew is just as likely to try to tip you into the ocean if they think you have something of value to them.”

"Lilibeth, stop making Hank angry. He normally treats you so well and buys you clothes and purses. Just take my place in the shark tank this once and treat this as paying him back. Besides, you scrub and mop the deck all day, so you must have some very steady footing. There's no way you'll slip." The trust-fund kids around us also joined in and started to make a scene. "Yeah, that's right! Why is a cleaner acting so proud?" "Get down there already. Don't ruin the show for all of us!" I looked at all the well-dressed fools around me as I scoffed. If this were a year ago, I would have tied up every one of them and hung them from the mast to let them taste the sea breeze. My name was Lilibeth B

“No number is untraceable. The pirate cloud that tracks all the spoofed numbers is just a website with messy digits. All you have to do is put in the numbers that you have with a bunch of codes and wait for the server to catch the one closest to us and match it to the time factor.” Luigi’s jaw dropped. “How do you know so many things?” “Online courses while I was bedridden, with a few broken ribs and legs.” Gael met my gaze. “A terrible bike accident.” “So, do we have their location?” He turned the laptop toward me with a black and green map of the Red Port. I focused on the screen. The place where the red dot blinked was ruined grounds, a subway construction that had been abandoned for some