Bab 1: 1-Wright
Sparse cirrus clouds in the vast sky add a touch of beauty to an already dazzling sky of pure blue.
The warm sun anchors the sky, with white seagulls swimming inside, as if bathed in the sun's glow.
On the endless blue sea, a small sailboat stood out.
The sailboat was small, but enough to hold two or three people.
"At last, I've left this place full of hypocrisy and sin..."
Wright was lying on the edge of the small sailboat, his hands crossed behind his head, trying to keep his mind off the experience of the last few years.
After all, it took a lot of effort to steal a boat and get out of it. I wonder if these idiots will miss me...
Anyway, he has nothing more to do with this place, nothing more and never again!
Wright was young, only a dozen years old by visual inspection, barely 5 feet tall (1m52). He was dressed in a white windbreaker, with a top hat hiding a ponytail of blond hair.
Although his face is immature, he is already quite handsome.
He doesn't have much luggage with him, just a small bag with some necessities, and a long sword at his side that measures over a metre in length.
Hidden in the shade of the sail, the gentle sea breeze matched the rhythmic sound of the waves, it was a good day to sleep.
"... Huh?"
Wright, who had just become drowsy, twitched his ears, "There seems to be a noise... is there a ship nearby?"
After yawning and standing up, Wright couldn't help but feel a little excited, "I just got out of the kingdom of Goa a few days ago and drifted around for a few days. I don't have much food and water left. It's a godsend to come across a ship!"
It certainly wasn't because of my unreliable navigational skills.
How can I, Wright, go to sea without any navigational skills? It's certainly the fault of this graph...
As Wright sat back and watched the shadow of the boat approach...
"Er... that doesn't seem right..."
"It is... a pirate ship, isn't it? First time I've seen a real pirate ship, and it looks like it's broken!"
"Wow, that pirate flag is so ugly, doesn't it feel awkward to drag it around?"
The approaching pirate ship looked like it had been bombarded by artillery fire. The hull was covered in patches, and there appeared to be traces of suspected sword piracy in some places.
Of the three masts, only one main sail was supported alone, and a large patch was applied. The two vertical sails were forced to be contained into one.
The Pirate group's Jolly Roger... black skulls on a white background, surrounded by piles of... hair? How disgusting!
As Wright crossed his arms and thought about it, the "broken and ugly" pirate ship also found this lonely little sailboat.
"Hey guys, see what I see?! A little boat! Hahahaha!"
"Huh? It seems to be alone?"
"Yeah! He looks so handsome, and the clothes.... Is it possible he's a nobleman?!"
"Noble? Catch him! We'll demand a ransom!"
Seeing the inexplicably excited pirates on the pirate ship approach, Wright couldn't stop the corner of his mouth from twitching, "Seriously? What a hassle..."
Seeing that the pirates on the ship were ready to attack, Wright grabbed the bag of necessities, as well as long sword at his side, crouched and jumped, and in the blink of an eye he was already standing on the pirate's bow.
"!!!"
The pirates were stunned, in the blink of an eye there was no one left on the little sailboat.
Wright jumped from the bow, put his bag under his feet, pulled the long knife from its sheath and smiled slightly as he dragged the knife with both hands.
"Noble , pirate, it's all the same in the end..."
"That's all, there's only sin..."
"So..."
"Let there be light!"
A golden vortex exploded in the middle of the crowd, a hazy golden light splashed like a mist of water, and a small figure at the centre of the vortex dragged a long sword in a swirling cutting motion.
The pirates gathered at the front of the ship didn't even have time to react, their supposed 'hostage' actually taking the initiative to attack them! They were hacked in all directions, some even being propelled off the ship.
"Monster!!!"
They screamed and cried desperately, struggling to retreat, only to discover that the cut wound was burning with a faint golden-red flame, as well as a great pain that followed.
Soon the pirates realised even more desperately that this strange flame could not be extinguished. The pirates huffed, puffed, rolled, splashed water and even jumped into the sea. The flames were still burning their wounds with no sign of stopping.
"Help!"
"Devil's fruit! This kid's a fucking devil fruit user!"
"The Captain! Go call the Captain!"
"AAAHH!!! I'm gonna die!!!"
Looking at the pirates who had been instantly defeated by one of his attacks, Wright shrugged: "Pirate? When they saw a child as innocent as me, their first thought was kidnapping?"
"Normally when people see children of unknown origin without their parents, they try to send them home!
Suddenly...
"BAAM!"
A shot rang out! Blood bloomed from Wright's abdomen, making him scream in pain, and he couldn't help but go down on his knees two and a half steps with the bullet.
"Gahahahah! What about a devil fruit user! Didn't he succumb to me! The little ones! Come on! Bring him to me! I'll use his skull as a glass of wine Gahahahaha!"
A glance into the cabin... a big ugly man with a black bosom holding a musket, looking at Wright, laughing at him with his arms on his hips.
Pirate Captain, the name... not important, let's call him Black Breast Hair...
Seeing the black hair, Wright couldn't help but think of the ship's ugly Jolly Roger.
"Hey, I nearly ended my voyage here, it's a cruel sea... but what a timely lesson!"
After being hit, Wright suffered, but he didn't panic, even thinking and summing up his experience.
The left hand covering his abdomen was covered in a golden light, and the terrifying wound in Wright's abdomen healed in the blink of an eye, leaving no scars, and even the bullets in his body were squeezed by the healed muscles.
"Judgement..."
Wright rushed towards the captain, the long sabre covered in a thick golden light.
Slash!!!
Poor thing, this fat guy thought his opponent was dead and was still laughing...
"Puff!"
The captain's laughter suddenly stopped, and the whole person was cut in half by a long sword covered in gold.
The strange thing was that the cut part seemed to have caramelised at a very high temperature, leaving no blood gushing from the wound.
"Karma...!"
Before the pirates who had been shot had time to cheer the captain's heavy damage to the enemy, they saw the captain being split in two by the enemy who appeared to be on the verge of death.
"Hey, how bad is the psychological quality of these pirates? They look like a bunch of street gangsters."
Wright returned to the bow of the ship to retrieve his bag and the scabbard of his sword, and then dragged his long sword to the former captain's cabin.
The contrast between the long sabre and the short figure is so obvious.
Looking at the almost empty deck, the pirates feel that all three of their vantage points have been greatly affected.
Wright was still walking around and thinking:
"I'm in a white shirt! I'm stained with blood, and there's this hole...!"
"Hey there, don't be amazed. If you're still alive, come clean the floor!"
"Since you've chosen to be a pirate at sea, to want to burn, kill and pillage, at least have the awareness to be killed at any moment!"
"Make a good inventory of the materials on the ship, throw all the corpses into the sea!"
"Also, choose someone who can talk well, and come to the captain's cabin for instructions!"
Seeing that scary kid and the knife disappear into the cabin...
Wright suddenly poked his head out of the cabin and scared the shit out of all the pirates - he ordered one pirate who didn't seem to be badly hurt, "You, come show me the way, your cleanest room will be cleaned for me, and remember, let the room be fucking clean!"
Seeing that he had been spotted by Wright to clean the room and not to die, the chosen pirate discovered that his legs were weak and that he was about to fall, and couldn't help crying with joy.
...
Wright sighed comfortably on the soft bed in the captain's bedroom. The long sword was tilted close to the bed, a top hat hung from the hilt, and the blood-stained windbreaker had been replaced with a new one. The bed was clean and comfortable. It was hard to believe that the hairy man with the black breast was so clean.
"Holy Light... the power of light, the method of attack is really simple and crude."
"The holy damage that comes with physical attacks, and the burning effect of holy fire.... They all seem to be based on damage reduction."
"It seems I still need to improve my sword level to better wield the punishing power of Holy Light - or change to a better sword, it's not easy."
"My depth on passive defensive power isn't good enough, it only increases fitness, and sometimes it's too late to activate active defence." Shaking his head, Wright opened his hand and a golden halo appeared on his palm.
"I was educated for the first time in real combat. As expected, the pirate is dead but I still have to pay attention to the battlefield. Without the unreasonable healing power of the Holy Light, I would have been in serious trouble this time."
"It's been six years since I passed, and I've determined that this is Pirate World and not Azeroth.... I feel much more comfortable..."
"Azeroth is after all a world where the power to destroy universes exists, so many high ranking races... too dangerous."
Wright transmigrated into the body of the son of a noble family in the kingdom of Goa six years ago. The pampered little boy snuck into town one day and suffered a sudden heart attack, so Wright managed to take possession of the body at the moment of death.
Finally, Wright understood where he was and did not expose the existence of the power of the holy light.
He showed no interest in the tactics of nobility, but his talent for "art" surprised his so-called "parents", who thought he was a person who could perfectly embody the value of aristocratic marriage.
Consequently, showing an outstanding talent in the arts, he was offered a chance to practise swordsmanship, although they, "his parents", disapproved of his request to practise swordsmanship, they did not object. On the contrary, in order to satisfy his 'artistic genius' personality, they invited excellent swordsmen to teach him.
As to what kind of art it is... there's no need to go deep. In the eyes of the nobility, what kind of ordinary figures, paintings, articles and even exquisite crafts are made by children Wright's age.... He's an 'artistic genius'!
So Wright suffered the hypocritical aristocratic life, had to grit his teeth and watch innocent civilians die one by one because of the fetishism of the aristocracy, not to mention the terminal Gray...
So using the excellent conditions of nobility, Wright painstakingly practised the sword and secretly developed the power of holy light until he could no longer improve through training and was finally able to leave this stifling place...
"Er... sir... ?"
A rather intelligent pirate approached the captain's room, trying to call out to him.
The child didn't give his name either, but as he's strong, it's always fair to call him "Sir".
"Yeah!"
Wright turned, and saw the pirate involuntarily backtracking, and was amused by it.
"All right come closer, I'm not a murderer."
Looking at the pirate's "No, you are" expression, Wright smiled and went straight to the point.
"What is the destination of this ship? How long will the food and water last?"
"Back... to my lord, the captain... well, the old captain didn't have programmed itineraries. There was originally half a month's food and water on board... but now he can endure for twenty days..."
"Huh? Food and water are being used more and more?"
Putting his hands behind his head, Wright asked, "Do you know how to get to the village of shimotsuki?"
"Yes, yes, I know... but the people there are very good at fighting, we nearly went through there last time..."
"Just at your level... eh, daring to attack the shimotsuki village? You're pretty reckless, you tell me."
Wright lay back on the bed and ordered, "Target the shimotsuki village, do it as soon as possible and set sail."
"But... sir, shimotsuki village is so strong that we're afraid we won't be able to get back there after we go!"
"Idiot! I'm going to shimotsuki village, so I'll take care of you so you don't die there!"
"Or... Do you want me to kill you right now?"
Seeing the pirate's cold sweat and crawling down, Wright couldn't help but show a smile, picked up the top hat and put it on his face, "Ahahah, 1500 years of the maritim calendar , East blue, hides a guy like you..."
"Koshiro!"
"I Coming!"
Status Power Mingguan
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Power 
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