Even though the Kingdom soldiers caught nothing from the three merchants, they were strictly patrolling the venue. There were a couple of traders left here and there, but I believed they were selling… or handling free items such as boozes and irons for these soldiers. These merchants were lucky. If I had to guess, these shopkeepers wanted to spark a name out of themselves or they owed the Kingdom some supplies in exchange for something - protection, the slaves, or their lives.I squeezed my way through the couple of guards and eventually arrived at the tents the merchants had told me. There was a dumpster box of some sort that concealed my presence, and the only way for these buffoons to notice me was if they had a magician with them that could sense my arcane or someone who dared pinning me behind my back. The tents looked exactly from what I had imagined. The camps in front of me were all dyed in white paint, with glass that obstructed heat and cold wind from the environment. Not to

“Fancy meeting you here, huh?” I uttered, as the guard threw me to a cellar, not far from the entrance.I didn’t even notice until Captain Israel, the woman I had been looking for and the most important person in the pirate community, regardless if it was from Captain Blackjack or Horizons, was near the ingress. She was treated as a commoner… a slave, just like anyone else. .As soon as the guard threw me inside, he left as soon as he arrived and let the guard inside this prison be on watch. It was his job, after all. “How are you holding up? I thought you died. I don’t want to say to your friends if you have,” I chirped, and shook my head. My eyes couldn’t help but stare at Captain Israel. “With all jokes aside, it’s nice seeing you here.”“Yeah, fuck you too. I know you, Arata. You’re not the kind of person who would help someone, especially me. Your sister is out of this equation. So you the fuck sent you here? Was it Bl… her? Have you already met her? Is Hor… Is everyone alright?

“So, who’s on our side? The cage’s already open? Feel free to scoot yourself inside and wait for the Kingdom to fetch you… Because we will never return her to save you. Your choice.”The people got to choose who they would listen to: the Kingdom or us. These hostages were in a pickle, and they would decide their fate.Time was ticking. I told them that, as I reminded the ex-prisoners to determine which faction they should follow. After a few moments, the people finally came to a conclusion. They wanted to join our side.“Great. Well done choosing the most logical reason. Now we’ve wasted a full five minutes of our time instead of leaving this place! We only have a few minutes left before those Kingdom soldiers check this place. It’s now or never,” I announced, and glanced at Captain Israel’s side. “Any thoughts? I mean, you’ve already mentioned we have to fight them mano a mano. So what’s the plan? What’s the formation, and what’s my role in this endeavour, hm?”“The plan’s remain the

There was only one way for me to catch everyone’s attention… and that was-.“IT IS I, CAPTAIN MOTHER FUCKING BLACKBEARD! MWAHAHA! CATCH ME IF YOU CAN, SUCKER!”I had no ship, no weapons, clothes, or even a wig to pair with my absolute scheme. But it looked like it worked like a charm. It seemed to me that nobody knew, specifically here, who Captain Blackbeard was exactly. They just heard her by her name. There was no account for her appearance, facial expression, the way she talked, her fighting prowess, or anything. Only the veterans and others had heard about her tales. If I had to take a guess, nobody could live to tell their stories if they came face to face with that monster.Thank fucking god I didn’t meet her. So, instead of fearing her name, I tended to use it. And since everyone knew who Captain Blackbeard was, I used her name and spreaded like a virus. “N-NO WAY! SHE’S!”“THE LEGENDARY CAPTAIN BLACKBEARD! I KNOW, RIGHT?!”I filled in the blanks with what the soldier wanted

But the gun also shared some problems, and I planned on squeezing every last ounce of its limits. Even though that rifle was an overpowered monster-human-killing machine, it still had its weakness. And apart from the gun itself, I also had to deal with the soldiers surrounding the secretary. The thing was… the shell wasn’t something to be amazed of. It turned out… or it was bluntly obvious, every bullet that came after the firearm would cause casualties on the battlefield. Meaning, the soldiers of the Kingdom could still be affected by the blast, and friendly fire was turned on. There was a chance that I would be hit by those bullets, but that would only happen if I was shot within point blank range. If the gun was not fired in front of me, I could just easily evade the shell and hurriedly dash to safety. I could do all that thanks to my system. Although the radius of the blast could affect me, it would not be enough to kill me. I might suffer a few bruises and cuts from here and th