Sharks and dolphins are two very similar species in the ocean.

Smart, cruel.

They are all creatures living in the upper class in the marine food chain, hunters, eat meat, and like to live in groups.

They swam in groups across the ocean, chasing their prey and biting their opponents. Their sharp teeth gathered with death, and every part on their body was to make hunting more efficient.

But they are completely different creatures.

Sharks are always fierce and cruel, and every move reveals a breathtaking horror.

They occasionally gather on the side of the ship or appear on the beach. People were frightened, people fled, and people armed harpoons and guns, just trying to kill them or drive them away from afar.

But dolphins always dress themselves up to be harmless.

The greasy cortex, black and white color patterns, round nose and big eyes, even the screams are so beautiful, like the joy of a child and the whisper of a girl.

They are one of the most popular marine creatures, invited and treated, and even the youngest child dares to seek healing from this ferocious beast.

More importantly, they, those children who are powerless, can really find a cure, and they don’t have to worry about being injured by the ferocious dolphins.

Bellamy's description is full of spirituality.

The moment Lorraine pushed out the ball, the guardians of the code saw a strong figure jumping high out of the water among the wave-shaking triangular fins!

Dolphin invasion?

Logically speaking, the Marine Brotherhood should reject it, because the privateer's philosophy and model will have an immeasurable impact on the mature pirate world, which may lead to the accelerated collapse of the already weak pirate ecology.

But as Bellamy said, their ideas do not matter, and their judgments and reasons do not matter, because they are simply not qualified to refuse.

Hundreds of years have long erased the authority given to the Elderly Council by the emperor. The current Brotherhood is just a deformed parasite that is parasitic on the pirates of the Caribbean. The powerful regard them as nothing, and the lowly believe them as gods.

Lorraine was a powerful man. Even without the approval of the Brotherhood, he could still hang the pirate flag recognized by King Ying and roam the sea. The impact that should come will still come, and the collapse that should come will still occur.

Therefore, the Brotherhood needs to consider whether to make its own weakness because Lorraine reveals the world, or continue to maintain a deformed rule and continue to play a false leader.

The answer is obvious...

The sixth old man on the right, the old captain of Bellamy narrowed his dizzy old eyes.

"Drake...I just realized that you have the same surname as the legendary privateer who started the Pirates of the Caribbean hundreds of years ago. As it happened, you also chose the same name for the flagship."

"If you're talking about Francis, he was my ancestor."

“Direct?”

"This doesn't matter." Lorraine waved her hand without comment. "Pirates do not need bloodline inheritance, and the evil dragons of the seven seas will not bring me any beneficial protection."

The old captain smiled and thought he could see Lorraine's guilt clearly.

"The inheritance of blood is indeed not important to pirates, and young people should pay more attention to their lives." He smiled happily, "We unanimously believe that privateers are part of pirates, and you also have the right to enjoy the protection given to you by the Great Code."

"So, our negotiations have been successful, right?"

"It was a success in general, but there were still some insignificant details..."

"Details?" Lorraine frowned, "Does it take to pay the membership fee to join the fraternity?"

"No, no, you misunderstood, young man." The old captain smiled. "The Brotherhood at Sea is the organization that the great emperor provides arbitration and services to all pirates. We live for pirates, not parasitized on pirates."

"What do you rely on to maintain your own existence?"

"Channel!" The old captain showed an intriguing smile, "We have the life gate that all Caribbean pirates rely on for their lives. It is the most important channel in the entire sea area, that is... Tortuga Harbour!"

"A black harbor?"

This answer...

To be honest, this answer is much beyond Lorraine's expectations.

The Brotherhood at Sea, an organization that exists in the form of the Senate of the Pirate Empire, protects the Pirate Temple and the Pirate Code, is actually an operating Black Harbor Management Committee.

Relying on Black Port, we operate Black Port, selling stolen goods for the pirates and taking taxes from them, that's all.

Lorraine couldn't help but shake her head with a self-deprecating voice: "It seems that from today on, my stolen goods will also need to be sent to Tortuga for sale."

“This is exactly one of the ways the Brotherhood serves the pirates.”

"Then the tax...I mean the service fee is charged?"

"Tortuga will draw 30% of the transaction volume, but it doesn't have to be borne by you."

“What a familiar rhetoric and scene.”

Lorraine muttered in a low voice, losing interest in dealing with these deteriorating pirates.

"Everyone, I am very happy. I am very happy to hear the words that have the taste of civilization for the first time on Turtle Island. I am even more happy that the people who ruled the Marine Brotherhood were a group of civilized people who were no different from gentlemen. However, you probably misunderstood something."

The old captain? He looked at Lorraine in another place: "Misunderstanding?"

“Yes, misunderstanding.”

Lorraine stood up, walked around the meeting table and went behind the old pirates, and with a clang, shedding her swords.

Henna spread her clothes with a loud bang, jumped onto the table, and two short knives in her hand.

Barto stood up with a strange cry, with two muskets on his left and right in his hands, with wings behind Henna, aiming at the panicked guard on the sidelines, with extremely limited guards.

The guardians froze on the table motionlessly, and the entire venue was tense.

After all, they were pirates who once dominated the sea. Even if they were deteriorating, even if they were degenerate, even if they were more dangerous, even if Lorraine, who seemed to be more dangerous, stood behind them with a long sword, but they still keenly realized that almost all the murderous intent in the venue came from Henna in front of them.

The old captain's face turned pale: "Drake, are you ready to declare war on the entire pirate world?"

"misunderstanding."

Lorraine easily held the knife flower, flipped her hand, and the blade was raised upwards, and the bent knife tip poked on the table two times, gently hooking the sharp corners of the two charts.

"You have misunderstandings about me, misunderstandings about privateers, and even more misunderstandings about the word "stolen goods."

"The so-called stolen goods, the laws of the civilized world stipulate that personal wealth is sacred and inviolable. Pirates seized their property without the consent of the owner. This property is the stolen goods."

"Stolen goods are the demands of illegal people from law-abiding people, and are the protection of good people by civilization and the country. Property rights are transformed from law-abiding to illegal things, which is a necessary attribute of stolen goods."

"The farmer killed the wild boars that trampled on the wheat field, and the wild boar meat became the legal property of the farmers. The tramp snatched the gentleman's tuxedo, which was the stolen goods in the hands of the tramp. At this time, if a noble brave man stood up, drove the tramp away, and retrieved the tuxedo, would you guess who this tuxedo should belong to?"

Zuo San stared at the old reflection on the sword and replied in a trembling voice: "Singer... Gentleman..."

"This answer is inaccurate." Lorraine smiled and dragged her back to the blade, allowing the tip of the knife to plow two deep marks on the table. "The key lies in property rights."

"When the knight is brave, if the gentleman is still chasing and has not given up, this time the support is moral, because the property rights have not been transferred. However, if the gentleman is dead when the knight catches the homeless man, or kneels down in dejection to lament the injustice of fate, the tuxedo becomes the knight's trophy, which is the reward for his justice and should be protected by the law."

"This is the second question. Is the tuxedo calculated the stolen goods in the hands of the Knight?"

The fourth right looked at Henna and swallowed nervously: "Not count."

“Yes, it doesn’t count.”

Lorraine raised her hand and pulled back the long knife, and swung the blade, and two charts floated in front of Barto.

Barto didn't want to put away the gun and pick up the picture, then stood behind Henna with her hands behind her back, erecting her chest high, without squinting her eyes.

"The tuxedo in the hands of a gentleman is not a stolen goods, the tramp is a stolen goods, and when it is turned into the hands of a knight, it becomes a sacred and inviolable legal property. This is the rule of civilization."

"So what is the pursuit of businessmen?" Lorraine dragged her knife and paced slowly, "or what is the marine environment I like?"

"Safe, smooth, prosperous, and stable. Businessmen don't care about the competition among their peers, because there is no money in the world, and the more people they make, the greater the profits of the entire industry."

"So my muzzle will not be directed towards a good merchant ship, nor will there be stolen goods in my wealth. My sword points to it as illegal, or it is the enemy of Great Britain, or... the enemy of the entire civilization."

"Then..." The old captain stared at Henna, finally made up his mind and turned to Lorraine, "Then why do you want to be a pirate!"

"Why do you want to be a pirate?"

Lorraine murmured, smiled, raised the knife in her hand high, facing the code in the distance, and then chopped down.

The sharp long knife slashed down, rubbed the old captain's shoulders and arms tightly, and slashed heavily on the solid wood table with unparalleled power. The debris splashed into the wood.

Click, click...

The winding cracks appear on the tabletop with the brittle sound of the cracking of the plate, connecting from one side to the other, and from one end to the other.

The table should be broken into two pieces, but Henna was there steadily, and the table was there steadily.

Lorraine smiled, holding the hilt of the knife, straightening her arms, and laughter echoed wildly in the hall.

"Why am I going to be a pirate? The reason is simple. Because some people have destroyed the order I like, and some are stealing my wealth. I have to let them understand that they have done something wrong and need to be corrected."

"So I have to choose one of the two flags and make a quick decision. Should I hide the blade behind the Chamber of Commerce flag and wait for them to provoke again, or should I spread the skeleton flag and take the initiative to attack in the warship."

Speaking of this, Lorraine put her sword in her arms and returned to the sheath, bowing deeply to the guardians of the code like the most qualified gentleman.

"You guys saw it, I don't like waiting."
Chapter completed!