The Pirate Empress is my wife, but I’m fooling around outside

Brontë lay in bed, fighting day and night, leaving him exhausted and in need of a good rest.

He was ready to sleep for three days and three nights to recharge his batteries.

Margaret still wanted to come and disturb, but was ruthlessly driven out, not thinking that Avrantra would also join in the fun.

Brontë couldn't resist the long-legged girl and allowed her to lie next to her, but she couldn't speak, she couldn't make other noises, and she could only be a quiet beautiful girl.

Avrandra quickly nodded in agreement, and finally lay on the side like a well-behaved canary, motionless.

Then Brontë fell into a deep sleep.

When he woke up at noon the next day, Brontë opened his eyes to find the right protector curled up next to him.

She bowed like a shrimp, her long legs carefully resting on the captain's belly, and her small hands with nowhere to rest could only be held high.

Brontë reached out and touched the door of her head, and finally did not hold back, and gently squeezed her plump buttocks with her left hand, not thinking that she had been kicked firmly in the ass.

Turning around, I found Margaret lying on the other side, her cheeks bulging, as if angry!

I don't know when she came in, but apparently she didn't want to leave Avrantra alone with the captain.

The three of them slept side by side, making the already unstable wooden bed worse, and there was a possibility of falling apart at any time.

Key Margaret slept dishonestly, like a hyperactive caterpillar, writhing around, making Brontë uncomfortable.

"Captain, turn around, I want to talk to you." Avrandra gently tugged at Brontë.

"Why, you're going to hurt the captain." Margaret shook Avrandra's hand away.

The two sisters who used to be are now fighting each other everywhere, and the root cause is actually for a man.

Brontë was in a dilemma, and now, he only thought about going to the deck, alone and quiet.

As soon as he got up, he was dragged back by the two.

"Don't leave!" The two female warriors spoke in unison.

At this moment, how Brontë wished that there would be a male partner on the ship to share his worries.

——Flying

the Ideal is like a leaf, drifting alone on the sea, allowing the storm to baptize.

This was the second storm experienced since going to sea, and it came and went in a hurry, and soon it rained and cleared.

Brontë got all the rainwater out of the cabin and then went to the deck to bask in the sun.

Today the sun is shining, and on the endless sea, there are a few seagulls soaring.

As soon as he closed his eyes and wanted to take a nap, a soft body sat up.

Brontë opened his eyes and found that it was Margaret.

"Captain, how long do we have to reach the City of Seven Waters?" Ever since listening to Brontë describe the City of Seven Waters, Margaret dreamed of playing in a water park every day.

"Soon, in a few hours, you should be able to see the water capital from afar." Brandt backhanded his arm around his slender waist and buried his head between the twin peaks.

"Oh, Captain, when the time comes, can I stay with you?" Margaret asked with a blushing face.

"No, you can only live with Efland, or in a separate room." Brontë muffled.

"Why?"

"Because I am a man, and you are a woman, men and women are not related, and they have to live separately."

Margaret was suddenly a little unhappy, "Captain, I don't want to... Eh, what is that?

Brontë pulled his head out between the two white lumps, looked in the direction pointed by the left protector, and saw a frog freeswimming in the sea, which was very interesting.

"That's Yokozuna!" Brontë stood up, looked at the strangely behaving big frog, and muttered in his mouth.

"Is that the frog that hit the train with his body?" Margaret had heard the captain talk about it before, and there was a touching story behind it.

That has to start more than a decade ago....

Tom is a famous engineer in the water capital, personally built the sea train from the water capital to the island of justice, and the young iceberg and French followed Tom to learn shipbuilding, and are two outstanding disciples of Tom.

Because Tom once built a pirate ship called "Golden Jackson" for Roger, and has been carrying Roger's pirate group to Ralph Drew, it has become a wanted target of the world government.

But in order for him to complete the construction of the sea train, he was allowed to work guilty.

After fourteen years of youth, Tom successfully laid the sea train "Smoking Tom" on the tracks.

At this time, Spendham received orders to seize the Hades blueprints, but when he asked Tom for it, he refused.

The grudging Spandam steals the "French Battle" invented by Franky and attacks the Justice Ship, implicating Frankie.

In order to protect Franky, Tom helped Franky offset the attack on the Justice Ship with his merits in building the Sea Train, making it difficult for him to protect himself, and was finally taken to Justice Island to be executed on the charge of building a ship for One Piece.

Before leaving, I left a deafening sentence: I am very proud to be able to build a ship for One Piece!

However, during the escort, in order to save Tom, French went to block the train alone, and was finally hit half dead, so that he became half a transformation person behind.

And this scene happened to be seen by Yokozuna, the frog's thinking is so simple, the two people in his heart are going because of this sea train, in order not to let more people lose their relatives and friends, whenever the train passes, Yokozuna will stand on the track of the train, trying to stop the train from moving forward.

However, flesh and blood were no match for the power of steam, and year after year, Yokozuna was hit all over his body, but he never flinched, still stopping the train day after day, as if as long as the train stopped, the two men would return to him...

"Yes, that's it, catch up and see."

At this time, Avlandra also came outside the house, looking at the frogs swimming in the sea, and suddenly became interested, thinking that the outside world was indeed as wonderful as the captain said.

Suddenly, there was a whistle in the distance, and a sea train roared like a giant python out of a hole foraging for food.

Yokozuna suddenly stopped, spread his limbs, and blocked in front of the speeding train.

Without accident, it was still directly hit by the train as usual.

But Yokozuna was not annoyed, just quietly watching the sea train leave, perhaps through the porthole, he could see an old figure sitting inside.

Touched by Yokozuna's persistence, Margaret became more and more curious about the city of the water capital, so she kept urging Brontë to speed up the release of the Ideal.

After a while, the ship came to a lighthouse on the sea.

Next to an "spicy eyed" old mermaid on the shore, there are two little loli with braids.

"Mother-in-law Kokoro!" Brontë jumped off the boat and greeted him politely.

"Young man, have you heard my story?" Cocoro looked at the handsome boy in front of him suspiciously, although she used to be Tom's secretary, but her reputation was not out.

"Haven't heard of it, but your face is full of stories." After Brontë finished speaking, he gave each of the two little girls a terracotta figurine.

This is a masterpiece that the female emperor placed on the ship before going to sea and belongs to the inhabitants of Nine Snake Island.

Hearing this, Cocoa smiled with satisfaction.

After a few simple and polite greetings, Granny Cocoro gave Brontë a note that he could go to the mayor of the City of Seven Waters, Mr. Iceberg, if he had difficulties.

Brontë quickly thanked him, and then returned to the ship, taking the left and right protectors, and headed towards the city of seven waters.

Seeing that the water city was close at hand, I didn't expect that when it was only a few nautical miles away from the water capital, it was attacked by the sea kings, causing the entire pirate ship to be overturned.

The three fell into the water one after another, and Margaret, who was closest to the sea king, bore the brunt of the attack of the giant beast, and the whole person was knocked out by the huge head, and he did not know whether he was alive or dead.

Brontë wanted to come to the rescue, but in the sea he could only activate the water fruit and mermaid fruit abilities, and was finally pumped away by the tail of the giant beast, drawing a perfect arc in the air.

Avrandra shot an arrow into the body of the giant beast, and then swam desperately to the captain and hugged him tightly.

The injured sea king suddenly went crazy and angrily rushed towards the two, flying them hundreds of meters away.

Afterwards, Brontë completely fainted.

When I woke up, I found that I had been washed ashore by the waves, and the long-legged female warrior beside me was still hanging tightly on my body.

Brontë looked up with difficulty and saw rows of houses, arranged radially.

Not surprisingly, they came to the City of Seven Waters.

Suddenly, a pair of long legs wearing high heels and stockings walked into Brontë's field of vision and stopped a meter in front of him.

The curious Brontë's gaze gradually moved up, and he saw that standing in front of him was a cold royal sister wearing glasses.