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

The Flying Ideal sailed on the endless sea, with Captain Brontë himself at the helm.

However, he was only half-hanged level, and he got the direction wrong several times, going around in the sea like a headless fly, and finally engaged in it for half a day before he roughly studied it.

Margaret and Avrantra were both going out to sea for the first time, and they didn't know any common sense of navigation, so they could only stay on the deck and enjoy the scenery they had never seen before.

They are very fortunate to see such a vast world, instead of dying alone on the isolated Nine Snake Island.

However, although the scenery of the sea is charming, Margaret will still secretly look at the teenager in the cabin from time to time.

It is because of him that he has the opportunity to go to sea.

Unconsciously, her cheeks were flushed, like ripe peaches, white and red.

Avrandra next to her thought she was exposed to the sun, so she didn't ask more.

After the ship was stable, Brontë also came to the deck, broke a coconut, and drank the coconut water leisurely.

The ship was filled with food personally selected by the female emperor, most of which was easy to store, enough for three people to eat for ten days and a half month.

The first destination in Brontë's mind was Long Chain Island, a place where animals and plants grow relatively "long".

The reason why I chose it there is because it is relatively safe, except for a Foxy pirate group, there seems to be no potential threat, suitable for novice lewd development.

Silver Foxi has a dull light, and Brontë can use the Dark Fruit ability to suppress it, and when the time comes, he will compete with them, and after winning, he will blackmail a sum and earn the first pot of gold in the pirate world.

Brontë has already thought about how to divide the slot, and he also has a preliminary plan in his heart.

He secretly rejoiced, and then turned his head to look at the two female warriors lying on the side of the boat, with long legs exposed, and their front and back were convex.

Brontë got up and walked over, inserted himself between the two, and began to introduce them to the place they were going.

After listening to the teenager's story, Margaret only hated that the boat went too slowly, she couldn't wait to see the magical species on the island, and if she could, bring a few back to Nine Snake Island to keep in captivity.

This time at sea, protecting the female emperor's fiancé is the top priority, in addition, she also wants to collect all kinds of things that are not available on Nine Snake Island and bring them back to the female emperor.

Avrandra is not interested in those long-legged beasts, and she hopes that the Foxi Pirates will have a strong man who is equal to herself, and can have a hearty battle.

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On this day, Brontë called the two to his side and discussed with them about preparing for the pirate group.

After this period of thinking, he had already thought of a name, which was called the Dream Pirates, with himself as the captain, and Margaret and Eflandra as the left and right protectors respectively.

As for the recruitment of other crew members, it can only be done one step at a time, and Brontë does not specify how many partners to find, but it is better to have navigators, cooks, and ship doctors, of course, there are also musicians who enliven the atmosphere, and ship repairers.

After talking about their respective posts, the skilful Margaret drew a long pirate flag according to the captain's description and hung it on the mast.

It was a red flag with a yellow skull with a cape, next to two abstract long-legged beauties with their arms on the cloak, symbolizing the unity of the three founders and fearless of risk.

Brontë looked at the masterpiece of the left protector, nodded with satisfaction, and then took out the wine to eat, and opened the first banquet of the Dream Pirates.

At first, the two girls couldn't let go, and Brontë taught them to bungee by hand, and then taught them to punch, sing, and play games.

Unexpectedly, in just a few minutes, the left and right protectors learned well, and no longer reserved, followed the captain hi up, and also performed the unique national dance of Nine Snake Island.

Looking at the constantly twisting waist, Brontë's gaze seemed to be drunk with his body, and he thought, Nine Snake Island is worthy of being a holy place in the hearts of men.

The banquet lasted until the evening, after which Brontë came to the bow of the boat, sat on the beast-shaped observatory carved out of wood with the back of his head, and hummed a nursery rhyme.

"When I was a child, my mother told me that the sea is my hometown, born by the sea, and grown up in the sea..." Just

as he was immersed in homesickness, suddenly, several dark clouds appeared in the sky directly in front of him.

After a while, the sea turned white, and the thick lightning connected the water and sky, and the rumbling thunder followed and exploded in the air.

Brontë ran back to the cabin and did not hesitate to make a ninety degree turn for the Flying Ideal to avoid the storm.

However, he still underestimated the speed of the storm's advance, and within a few minutes, he was in time for the Flying Ideal to flee at full speed.

Brontë immediately ordered the left and right protectors to lower the sails, and then let them hide in the cabin, while he held the rudder tightly and stared straight ahead.

The wind was howling, and the pirate ship swayed left and right with the rolling waves, looking like it might be overturned at any time, which made several people have a sense of foreboding.

Suddenly, torrential rain poured in.

Bean-sized raindrops hit the bow of the ship and landed on the deck, making a "crackling" sound.

Not to mention the female warriors who have never been to sea, even Brontë saw this kind of battle for the first time, and he was suddenly on his back.

If the release of the Ideal does not survive, then their final result will only be to die in the sea.

Click!

A silver lightning bolt slashed down, directly breaking the mast of the sailboat, which made the already hanging hearts of several people suddenly raise their throats.

Brontë tried various fruit abilities, but to no avail, and in the end he could only pray for God's blessing.

Margaret and Avrantra are ready to rescue the captain.

As guards and crew members, even if they die, they cannot let the female emperor's fiancé suffer the slightest injury, even if they are unable to return to heaven, they will die in front of the captain.

Brontë didn't notice the movements of the two, just stared straight ahead, fighting the storm with all his strength, and he would not give up until the last moment.

Fortunately, the emperor did not pay attention, and after several hours of torture, the Ideal flew through the hurricane belt without danger and came to a small island.

The moonlight is like water, quietly falling on the sea.

The ship docked into a calm bay, surrounded by dense jungle on three sides, and from time to time a few roars could be heard from the island.

Brontë was worried that he would be attacked by wild beasts at night, so he arranged for the three to take turns on duty.

When the two female warriors heard this, they instantly became radiant.

They have been born to fight since they were young, and there are often wild beasts on Nine Snake Island, so they have long become familiar with hunting wild beasts.

At this moment, there were about six or seven hours before dawn, and Brontë had arranged two hours of duty for himself, but he was patiently persuaded by Ephrandra to let him rest well, and leave the vigil to them.

Hearing this, Brontë only felt warm in his heart, turned around and went into the bedroom to prepare for sleep.

There were two bedrooms, one for Brontë and one for Margaret and Eflandra, and men and women lived separately.

But in the middle of the night, when Avrantra was on duty, Margaret chatted with the captain in his bedroom for a full three hours, until the shift changed, and then reluctantly left.

In the second half of the night, Avrantra also talked to Brontë for three hours, forcing him to not sleep for a second.

Brontë looked up to the sky and sighed, feeling that there were two female crew members who were curious about the outside world, which was really torturous!

The next day, the three slept until noon, and the first thing they did when they got up was to repair the mast.

After a brief lunch, Brontë decided to take Margaret into the mountains to explore to see if there were any treasures and add some fresh ingredients by the way.

Avrantra remains on board to prevent other pirates from stealing his home.

However, this decision made Avlandra dissatisfied, because she also wanted to follow the captain into the mountains.

Margaret was immediately unhappy, saying that she would not give up the opportunity to be alone with the captain.

Hearing the two arguing, Brontë only felt a pain in his brain, so he promised that the next time he landed on the island, he would take Avrantra with him, and when the time came, he would let Margaret watch the ship, and the two stopped arguing.

Roar!

There was a roar in the mountains.

Listening to the voice, they knew that it was a huge beast, and the three of them suddenly became alert.

After a few simple words with Ephrandra, Brontë took Margaret and plunged into the thick woods.