Chapter 474 - 198: Pirate Law 2

SWOOSH!

At that moment, Inar shot out from the surface of the sea. His tricorne hat was long gone, and his hair, previously brown, had turned a dry, grayish-white. Several new wrinkles creased his face, making him look much older. The spider legs emerging from his body were also significantly shriveled; more than half of the black-glowing barbs on them had vanished under the assault of the water pillars.

Behind him, several aberrations leaped from the sea, their tentacles, covered in crimson eyes, thrusting in unison toward his back.

"Jia’an, Yi, Yunus!" Inar growled.

Four spider legs swept out, weaving two cross-shaped black blades in the air that tore the few Deep Sea aberrations to shreds. As thick green blood sprayed out, mangled tentacles scattered onto the churning sea, throwing the surrounding aberrations into a complete frenzy.

"ROAR—"

The roars of the aberrations failed to draw any more of Inar’s attention.

His gaze landed on Wei’en. He gasped for breath and roared in indignation, "Who... who the hell are you!?"

"Who are you? Are you with that Red-haired Captain?"

"Your power... with your level of power, in this part of the sea, it’s impossible—"

"Me?" Wei’en said calmly. "I’ve already told you. The redhead was me, and I am the redhead. It has always been me. That was merely what I look like after using an illusion."

As he spoke, he even used the Illusion Technique to change into Marco’s appearance, shifting back and forth a few times.

"Are you satisfied with that answer?"

’Satisfied?’

’Satisfied, my ass!’

Inar cursed inwardly. No matter how stupid he was, he knew that those four Water Elemental Spirits were not just for show. This captain who could change his physical appearance was also not someone he could handle.

Just by withstanding the attack of those water pillars for a moment, he had felt the aura of death. To continue fighting would be nothing but suicide.

At this thought, he couldn’t help but look toward Antonella, who was not far away. His eyes held a silent plea, hoping she would say something to help.

Antonella noticed his gaze. Though a thousand furies raged in her heart, she still softened.

"This... this black-haired captain, I was wondering if you could perhaps not kill them just yet?"

"Oh?" Wei’en glanced at her. "Your reason?"

"I agree to all the conditions your Second Officer just proposed!"

Antonella knew that only by lowering her head and admitting fault would there be even a sliver of a chance to save Inar and the others’ lives. She took a deep breath and continued, "Pirate Law, article five: One must have compassion for the weak..."

’Compassion for the weak...’

Hearing those words, Wei’en couldn’t help but laugh. "The weak? Compassion? This is the Pirate Law?"

Since coming to this world, he had never seen those words embodied in anyone.

Whether it was the nobles, the Council, the True God Church, the Abyss, Despair, or the Eternal Life Association... not a single Extraordinary had ever done anything that complied with this law.

Even the people of the Secret Investigation Department merely acted according to established rules. They could treat ordinary people as equals, but there was absolutely no compassion.

When the middle-aged captain Inar heard his laughter, his expression darkened.

Although he didn’t know why this unknown, powerful Wizard was laughing, he understood it was definitely not because he agreed with the reason Antonella had given.

’At this point, he was already beginning to regret not following Antonella’s orders earlier...’

"Yes!" Antonella gritted her teeth, her gaze firm as she looked at Wei’en. "Whether it’s Inar or those sailors, killing them would be no different to you than killing a fish. You might as well spare their lives. They can all serve as pirates under you, working for you!"

Inar was taken aback. He looked at Antonella, as if wanting to speak but holding back. ’Does this mean she’s handing me over to the pirates too?’

’But on second thought, he understood. This might be the only way to survive...’

"Work for me?"

"That’s right. Your ship is large enough to carry a thousand people. The mechanical cannons on the deck alone require two hundred men to operate, not to mention the various other systems on the hull and in the cabins—you need manpower, you need them!" Antonella spoke more and more fluently, as if she were genuinely considering things from Wei’en’s perspective.

"They are all elite sailors from our Wester Clan. Although their strength isn’t great, every one of them has sailed the Cordo Sea for at least five years. They are incredibly experienced."

"Besides, with your power, you don’t need to worry about them rebelling... I wonder if you are satisfied with this reason?"

Wei’en raised an eyebrow. He had to admit, this sturdy female captain had found a reason for those sailors—including that middle-aged captain—to live!

CLAP. CLAP, CLAP.

Wei’en couldn’t help but applaud, looking at Antonella with admiration. "You’ve convinced me."

"You agree?"

"Of course I agree, but..."

"Hm? Do you have other conditions? Please, name them."

Antonella had just been about to breathe a sigh of relief, but hearing this turn, a worried look flashed across her face.

"It’s not more conditions. It’s him..." Wei’en’s tone turned cold, his gaze falling on Inar.

Inar’s expression changed drastically. His four spider legs shot out, and he lunged toward the three-masted ship where Antonella stood.

Wei’en’s red eyes were as calm as still water, reflecting Inar’s figure. "Red Heart!"

Talent—Spirit Conversion activated!

Spirit level converted to Toughness level! Origin Power converted to Toughness level!

"An Jie, Te, Jinsen!"

Wei’en’s body instantly elongated by twenty centimeters. His muscles grew leaner and more defined, and his skin took on a faint red hue.

After casting the Blood Boiling Technique, Red Heart immediately followed by reciting the incantation for Shadow Step!