MTL - Never Fade Skull Flag-Chapter 39 Privateer License

Andy was panting heavily, and there was a sudden shudder in his body. The dagger in his hand was dripping with blood, as if the touch of cutting the enemy's throat was still there, and his ears were full of the subtleties of the dagger cutting the flesh. The voice, not even Buck's words.

It's completely different from last time, maybe because the dagger is short, maybe because Andy is not mentally ready, in short, he feels terrible now.

She even swore in her heart that she would never kill again in the future.

A strong **** smell came straight into his nose, and Andy couldn't bear it any longer, he lay in the corner and vomited.

Buck was stunned for a moment, then walked slowly to his side, gently stroked Andy's back, and handed him the rum.

"Let's go, leave here first, the smell of blood is too heavy here, I'm afraid it will attract other people."

Buck found a wooden bucket of clean water on the side, washed his face, and cleaned the blood on his hands. Andy nodded, resisting not to look at the corpse on the ground, and walked out with Buck.

It wasn't until he got away from the alley and breathed in the outside air that Andy got better, but his stomach and mouth were still filled with sour water, and even his mind was a little sluggish.

"You little guy, it's not the first time to kill someone, how could you have such a big reaction?"

Buck scratched his head and muttered.

Andy poured the last rum in the jug into his mouth, and said after a while, "I don't know, maybe it's because I'm not prepared, and the dagger is too small and the touch is too clear."

"Your habit, Andy, especially at this time. In a few days, we will have a hard fight. Don't say it's me, even Roger won't have the time to take care of you."

Buck said seriously, his expression was a little grim, exuding the breath of a beast.

"Is it because of the Black Dragon?"

Andy asked.

"Yeah," Buck nodded. "The guys I just killed were the pirates on the Black Dragon. There was friction before, but I didn't expect that they were targeted at the bar just now."

Speaking of which, Buck suddenly patted his head, "I have to tell those old guys that the guys on the Black Dragon know them and might take the opportunity to make them be careful."

Although fighting is forbidden in Port Buno, no one will care about small-scale conflicts or even killings. If the people on the Black Dragon really target them, then maybe the pirates will lose their minds when they are drunk or having fun. life.

Andy also knew the seriousness of the matter, so he didn't stop him, but he still asked, "Is your injury okay?"

"It's alright, our tribe's potions are the best, don't worry about me, your reaction is after the murder, you sit in a crowded place for a while, then go back to Roger when you're all right."

Buck waved his hand and got into the alley again.

It was full of bars and brothels, and Buck knew where his old pals liked to go.

After Buck left, Andy found an old wooden barrel on the street, and sat on it. There were carriages passing by from time to time, and there were teams of guards patrolling.

A peasant woman in an apron is chasing chickens and ducks, and a freckled little girl is holding a bouquet of flowers...

The barking of stray dogs on the street corner, the sound of hammering in the blacksmith's shop, and the noise and laughter in the alley not far away.

Andy's heart calmed down, he smiled self-deprecatingly, got up and left.

This afternoon, there are countless darkness hidden under the sun, but there is a little warmth in the darkness.

After returning to the hotel, Andy found that Roger had sobered up and was standing by the window not knowing what to think. This surprised Andy secretly. Roger drank a large barrel of rum in one breath, and it seemed that he was fine so quickly. the same.

"I'm back." Roger heard the door being opened, looked up, saw Andy, and said softly.

"Well, what are you doing?"

"I was thinking..." Roger didn't finish his sentence, his nose twitched, and he turned to look at Andy, "You killed someone?"

Andy looked down at his hands. He was sure that he had cleaned the blood, but Roger still smelled it.

"I'm defending myself."

Then, Andy recounted what happened in the afternoon. Of course, he didn't say anything related to Margaret. He just said that he found someone following Buck when he was wandering around, so he entered the alley with them.

"The Black Dragon is still very quick to start. It seems that we were stalked by them when we entered the port. Why is Pixar so cautious? Is he afraid?"

Roger fell into deep thought, and Andy suddenly thought of what Margaret and Anne had said before, so he said tentatively.

"I heard someone say that Pixar came together with Norrington and the Governor here for a privateer's license."

"Privateer license?! Andy, who did you listen to?"

Roger woke up suddenly and looked at Andy with a slightly excited expression.

"It was when I was walking down the street that I heard two noble women talking about the dinner party."

Andy didn't know what a privateer's license was, but seeing Roger's excitement, he thought it was a good thing.

"No wonder, no wonder!" Roger nodded, "I said how the arrogant guy from Pixar did this. It turned out to be about the privateer's license, and he couldn't help being careless."

"What is a privateer's license?"

"The privateer's license is a kind of proof issued by the imperial family." Roger said patiently, "The pirates who have the privateer's license are the existence recognized by the empire~www.novelbuddy.com~ and the captain will be recognized by the empire. Nobles, crews will no longer be seen as robbers, so to speak, something that legitimizes pirate status."

"So good?" Andy looked at Roger in disbelief. "There must be some restrictions. I can't think of any reason for the empire to legalize pirates."

"Of course there is!" Roger smiled, "War! It seems that the Eagle Empire is going to go to war with other countries. Only at this time will the Empire issue a privateer's license, so this is a rare opportunity."

With Roger's explanation, Andy gradually understood.

During the war, the royal family will issue a privateer’s license to pirates, promising them legal status and even noble status, and take the pirate ship for their own use. Make waves.

Plunder any merchant ships that conduct sea trade with hostile countries, thereby affecting the commercial trade of the empire. Powerful pirates also need to destroy enemy naval ships to show their credit.

When the war is over, the privateer captain will be given a knighthood by virtue of his merits, and he will become a noble of the empire in the future. This is an irresistible temptation for pirate captains who pursue power.

"In that case, our Goddess of Despair has the strength to obtain a privateer's license, right? Why..."

Andy has some doubts. It's not just that one privateer's license can be issued. There is no need for the Black Dragon to do so.

"Who made us and the Black Dragon an undead enemy, almost destroying the goddess of despair, an eye of Captain Zach, this feud cannot be mediated by others."

Roger's expression became grim and he patted Andy lightly, "Don't stay here by yourself tonight, follow me closely, or I can't guarantee your safety."