Jinbe didn't answer this question, but the half-orc shouted angrily with a kind of sadness: "Isn't it strange? Sambia is a country that can do anything for money."
"Not to mention in Sergante, the big businessman Andisl is the real ruler of this city. The Royal Navy, to put it nicely, is just a layer of skin covering his personal weapons."
"Do you know how many slaves he keeps in his manor? Half-orcs, halflings, lycanthropes, elves, mermaids, all kinds of slaves. They are enslaved like pigs and dogs every day, and they don't even have the right to die.
Can’t get it.”
"Our pirate group finally searched for some evidence and rescued Aya just to expose his evil deeds. Now, because of your ignorance, it's all gone."
"How could it be!" Amid the accusations, Celine was speechless and could only murmur in a low voice: "How could this be? I just wanted to..."
At this moment, another familiar voice came over: "Childish idea!"
As soon as Sherlock turned his head, he saw Samagaur slowly walking in carrying a human head. After a little identification, he could see that the owner of the human head was the naval commander who had been lying on the ground with his body just now.
He originally thought that the childish voice was referring to Celine, but he didn't expect that the next words were directed at the orc.
"Do you think you can punish the ruler of a city based on this evidence alone?"
"Of course, even in Sembia, slavery is illegal." The orc replied confidently.
He is obviously a pirate and an orc, but he has such a high level of trust in law and order, which is not very consistent with his character.
"If you hold this idea, it is not just naive. If you want to use the law to punish its framers, is there any better word to describe you besides stupidity?"
"Impossible, if Andisir really doesn't care, why must Aya be killed?" the orc asked loudly.
Samajar did not refute immediately, but took out a letter and a dozen documents from his pocket.
The content of the document is all about Sambia's general, the nominal ruler, advising Andisil to control slavery.
Obviously, Andisir's slaveholding is not a secret matter among the top leaders of Sambia. It can even be seen from the attitude of the commander that he is not opposed to this matter, and the reason for dissuasion is just
I just hope it doesn't cause confusion.
As for that simple letter, it contained the order Andisl gave to the naval commander, and it even hid a big secret about Jing Tian.
Of course, this secret will not be a trivial matter like slavery, but an ongoing deal between the other party and the devil.
When Aya, a mermaid, was stealing evidence of slaveholding, she overheard the details of the transaction, so she started the pursuit.
"Impossible, impossible..." The half-orc was in a similar state to Celine at this time, and asked feebly: "How could you have these..."
Before he finished speaking, a lifelike silver crow tattoo appeared in front of his eyes.
This tattoo is enough to explain a lot of things, and with Jinbei’s nod of agreement, there should be no question about the authenticity of these information.
And this bloody truth also destroyed the last bit of persistence in his heart for order and civilization.
Samajar rolled up his sleeves and covered the tattoo on his arm again.
"Evil can only be stopped with more powerful evil. Only through violence can real peace be achieved. Fighting violence with violence is absolute justice!"
Even Sherlock, who was a bystander, felt excited when he heard this speech that was full of the atmosphere of a middle schooler, let alone the half-orc who was the party involved.
"Throw away those unrealistic ideas, only then can you become truly strong!" After saying this, Samajar extended his right hand to the other party.
The half-orc was already in the second grade of middle school, and he suffered heavy blows one after another, making his spirit very unstable.
Now there was a voice telling him about the future path, and he subconsciously chose to believe it.
When he raised his head, his tender face full of tears showed a determination that he had never seen before.
He gently put down the mermaid's body and reached out to grab it, as if to seize the last hope.
System prompt: Bentifel has joined your Silver Crow Pirates.
Sherlock received the prompt immediately, but this development did not surprise him too much.
Samajar is not a person who will show his ambition and revenge casually in front of outsiders. Now that he has spoken so many truths to this half-orc, he naturally has an agenda.
The original pirate group of this half-orc has been destroyed. Although joining a new team so quickly may seem a bit heartless, if it is for reasons such as ideals or revenge, it is reasonable.
"How about it, Jinbei, how are you thinking about it!" Samagal comforted Bantifer and then turned his attention to the real target this time.
He had already invited the other party once before, and with Zeng Jin's life-saving grace, the other party did not explicitly refuse, but he also did not agree.
Now that the prophesied child of destiny was present, he wanted to try again.
Facing this invitation, Jinbei was in a dilemma. This human being had been kind to him back then, but now in order to repay his kindness, he would not refuse even if he was asked to give his life back.
But joining the other party's pirate group...
Just as Jinbei was about to speak, the sound of rapid footsteps came from far and near.
Listening to the sounds, there are quite a few.
"Strange, it's a large group of sahuagin." Celine had already seen this group of uninvited guests through her omniscient eyes.
The sahuagin are one of the creatures that mermaids hate most, and they are also the mortal enemies of the sahuagin, so they are difficult to see even in the forest of the sea where evil creatures are everywhere.
Now that such a large group suddenly appeared, it seemed that they were coming for their group, which indeed revealed something strange.
"We didn't take over someone else's lair, right?" This was the only answer Sherlock could think of.
But as soon as he said it, the other four people looked over, as if they had heard something incredible.
"What's wrong? Is there something wrong with what I said?"
"If you had seen the lair of the sahuagin, you would never have such disgusting thoughts." Samagal seemed to have thought of something bad, shuddered all over and turned away.
This group of sahuagins ran wildly and soon arrived in front of everyone.
They were generally elite monsters at level 40 to 50, but among the few miscellaneous leader monsters, Sherlock felt a familiar smell...
