A rare magical miracle in the world

Chapter 71: Chapter 51 Pirate Captain (Seeking

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Pirate ships sailed through the mist, with five or six burning merchant ships and the wreckage of other vessels floating on the ocean surface behind them. This was a caravan loaded with specialties from the Western Mountain Kingdom.

Unfortunately, they encountered Shate, one of the six most vicious captains under Pirate King Morgan.

“Look at this, a pure white beast fang, just this one is worth at least 8 Large Gold Coins.”

“And this, the rare fruit of the Iron Eagle.”

Biting into it, Shate’s mouth filled with juice: “This is something that nobles on the continent can eat.”

“Haha!”

Shate casually tossed the fruit to his subordinates, who were not at all fussy and bit into it eagerly: “Lads, do you see what happens to those who oppose us?!”

“Ohhhhh!!!”

Following Shate’s pointing finger, one could see the corpses hanging from the sails, and from within the ship’s hold came the faint sound of women’s shrieks and wails.

“To challenge me at this time, is simply seeking death!”

Shate lifted his boot and ground it hard against the railing, swigging from a bottle of liquor; he was in a bad mood and had just wiped out a merchant convoy to vent: “What on earth is the boss thinking, making me grab 30,000 gold coins back for him.”

The “boss” Shate referred to was not Pirate KingMorgan, butMorgan’s adopted son, Sigurian.

The six great Pirate Groups are not Children of Miracle, nor do they possess Miracle Power.

Nowadays, there is a rule among states that Miracle Power must not appear on the battlefield at will, so the Pirate Groups that come out to loot are almost all mortals without miracle powers.

This situation has been maintained for over fifty years, resulting in most young people having no concept of miracles at all.

However, Shate and Sigurian are sworn brothers; Shate has heard about miracles from the boss.

(For ease of reading, the data of other people and some terms will be directly translated to the standard measurements of Yatun to facilitate reading.) “30,000 gold coins, that’s a ton of gold!”

“I heard it’s the old man’s birthday.”

The first mate, whom Shate trusted deeply, also knew those secrets unheard of by ordinary people, about miracles and the mysterious legend of Pirate King Morgan.

“Boss, are we going to continue raiding other ships?”

“Continue!”

Shate said, “But we need to change the place, we’ve almost dried up here…”

Fishing a pond dry will eventually leave no fish.

So Shate was clever, proposing a toll system, promising to let parties pass if they gave him 15% of their business in goods.

If it were ordinary food, cloth, or materials like lumber and ore, taking out 15% was manageable.

However, what these five ships were carrying were actually valuable smuggled goods; the grains on the surface were fake, and these treasures were the real cargo.

Shate, with his keen eyesight, saw through their tactics right away.

So he demanded these ivory-like treasures and the batch of precious spices and fruits on the spot.

The others refused to give them, and Shate obviously would not show a pleasant face, immediately choosing to kill to assert authority: “Taking my words as nothing but wind, is simply asking for death!”

Shate was just a mortal, but once he became aware of the existence of miracles, no one could help craving that miraculous power.

He was one of the six great captains, yet this position he had acquired with a great deal of benefits traded from his older sworn brother, Sigurian.

In order to maintain this status and power, Shate had no choice but to work hard for Sigurian.

“There’s still plenty of time, let’s head back and rest up.”

Morgan, revered as the Pirate King in the Southern Sea, had several adopted sons and daughters under his command, and Sigurian was one of his adopted sons, the fourth in rank, and thus respected and addressed as Fourth Brother or Fourth Master by Shate and others.

Having lived to Shate’s current status, the glory and riches were simply insatiable.

Once a man acquires fine things, he begins to contemplate how to keep them. Shate was too desperate for power, for he knew the center of Morgan’s influence.

‘Miracle…’

Others called it Divine Force, but Shate knew, Morgan’s power came from some kind of miracle.

Shate was not disloyal to Morgan; it was just that his talents were too mediocre to harness Morgan’s Miracle Power.

Morgan’s adopted children were all Children of Miracle who could harness this Miracle Power, and they regularly sought out to find more high-quality talents for the old man.

Shate had caught the attention of Sigurian and was now in the final evaluation period.

Once he proved his loyalty, Sigurian would take him to meet Morgan, the legendary pirate who had dominated the Eastern Waters for years.

“I must gain that formidable power!”

Shate could never forget the sheer power of Sigurian, a force far beyond mortals, capable of crushing everything.

‘Without the Miracle, one cannot touch the core of the Master of Miracles’ power—how would that be any different from some of the Iron Eagle Kingdom’s rich merchants and high officials?’

Moreover, Shate was already forty-five years old.

If he did not obtain the Miracle Power soon, how long could he live?

Although Miracle Power cannot grant immortality, at the very least, it could extend his life by several years.

If he was lucky enough to receive the water from the Fountain of Youth from the old man’s hands, he could regain his youth and then live forever!

“No amount of money can buy life.”

Shate had figured it out; he was resolved to follow his sworn brother and let Morgan see his sincerity and loyalty.

The Miracle Power would acknowledge him, a valuable Child of Miracle.

Morgan would then negotiate with the Marquis of Clearspring of the Iron Eagle Kingdom for more water from the Fountain of Youth on behalf of his subject.

Conversely, who would want someone without talent, yet desiring immortality and occupying an essential position?

“I must earn their trust, gain the Miracle Power, and then, the Fountain of Youth.”

“Turn the ship around!”

Shate shouted to his subordinates, his mind filled with the beautiful future of eternal youth and immortality after obtaining the Miracle Power.

At this moment, Bailuo was unaware of Shate’s impending return.

But with the White Eagles watching, Bailuo wasn’t worried about being taken by surprise.

“Boss!”

“What boss? I’m now the Marshal of the Yatun Naval Headquarters, call me Marshal Yin!”

A magnificent silver eagle stood proud and majestic atop a cliff, and in front of it stood 24 seagulls saluting militarily in two neat rows, creating an unbelievable scene.

In front of the seagulls were the three great admirals of the Yatun Naval Headquarters—Baiying Yin, Baiying Yinyin, and Baiying YingYingYing.

“Yes, Marshal!”

The seagulls answered in unison, and Baiying Yin nodded with satisfaction, “Very good, now go gather more companions, I have a premonition that a storm that will sweep across the whole world is coming, that man, he, is coming…”

“Oh oh oh!”

The seagulls displayed a ‘serious’ expression, but the three white eagles changed in face, “Boss, boss, boss.”

“What boss! I am now a marshal of the naval headquarters…”

“Hmm?!”

Baiying Yin suddenly sensed a special aura, one that was so powerful, so noble.

It hurriedly turned its head, and in the next moment, the whole eagle froze in shock.

There, Bailuo was standing behind it, riding on Sherri.

In the great radiance of the Master of Miracles, how could it, merely an Offspring of Miracle, possibly contend?

Especially Sherri, who was seated beneath Bailuo’s crotch, in the eyes of Baiying Yin and the other small animals, that seemingly infinite Miracle Power was like a sun in the night, bright and scalding enough to illuminate the whole world.

“We greet Your Majesty!”

“I was only joking, I have been patrolling diligently, I have not neglected my duty, please spare my life Your Majesty? ”

Baiying Yin was about to cry, before the presence of the Master of Miracles, such Offspring of Miracle like itself were like shining divinities.

Not to mention disobeying the other party’s will, even a look from Bailuo could scare it into fainting.

“Hmm.”

“Not bad acting, just like the real thing.”

Bailuo did not blame the four little fellows of the Baiying Family, they had been transformed from originally intelligent beings into Offspring of Miracle, due to their prolonged exposure to Lilith’s Miracle Power.

Offspring of Miracle is a broad category, referring to the pre-state of not having become a Child of Miracle.

Like the Little Witch, weapons forged from Miracle Resource, and the four white eagles, actually all belong to this phase.

If one were to compare the actual Miracle to the first level of height, then Children of Miracle are the powerful favored by an abundant of Miracle Power.

They are far inferior to the Miracle Entity, but compared to ordinary people, the distance is as vast as that between heaven and earth.

“We dare not anymore, truly do not dare.”

The language of the white eagles could only be understood by Bailuo, Sherri, and Lilith, to outsiders, it just sounded like the chirping of birds.

For them to truly speak, and not just possess intelligence, they had to ascend to the rank of a Child of Miracle.

But this required a lot of time, according to Lilith’s words, without seven or eight months, they were afraid they couldn’t even touch the threshold of a Child of Miracle.

“Stop crying, stop crying.”

Listening to Baiying Yin’s mournful cry, one might think it was not an eagle, but a cuckoo instead, “You’re playing a game, why should I be angry?”

“How many people are you in charge of?”

Bailuo looked at those seagulls cowering on the ground, shivering, “All together, it’s not even 30, marshal is indeed a bit too much.”

“I was arrogant, I know my mistake.”

“Lieutenant Junior Grade then.”

“Eh?”

Baiying Yin never expected Bailuo would actually grant it an official title, “You, you’re serious?”

“Of course!”

Bailuo said with a smile, “Yatun Naval Headquarters Lieutenant Junior Grade Baiying Yin, heed my command!”

“Ga!!”

Overwhelmed with excitement, Baiying Yin couldn’t help but let out a quack.

“Leading the three Staff Sergeants of Baiying, watch over our Yatun’s coastal borders for me, if you let the enemy sneak onto the island,” Bailuo couldn’t possibly roast them, as they were companions grown from the start, “I’ll make you eat worms for seven days!”

“Ga!”

The other three white eagles raised their heads in horror, shivering.

Eat, eat worms.

Baiying Yin: The proud sovereigns of the winged world, to eat worms?

Baiying Yinyin: Truly worthy of being the Supreme Lord that can rule over Yatun, coming up with such a cruel punishment!!

Baiying YingYingYing: So terrifying!!!

“Alright, go play, I’m going to check other places.”

Having said this, Bailuo left on Sherri, leaving behind the four white eagles and the 24 seagulls, looking at each other.

Gradually, Baiying Yin began to tremble and then suddenly raised its head! “Gagagagaga!!”

Baiying Yin stood tall and proud, excitedly nearly falling off the cliff, fortunately its younger siblings supported it in time, preventing a tragedy. “Boss, you’re happy to be demoted?”

“What demotion?”

Baiying Yin slapped its sibling Yinyin onto the grass with one wing, “No matter how high the mock title, that’s all fake, but this one is real, real! Gaga!!”

“Wait, His Majesty said Baiying three Staff Sergeants, we, we’ve been promoted to Staff Sergeants too?”

“Ga!”

The joyful Baiying Yin and YingYingYing danced a waltz.

“What about us, what about us?!”

“You bunch of rookies!”

Baiying Yin scolded the new recruits, “Quick, patrol for your lieutenant junior grade, if you let a single fly slip by, I’ 11 make you eat worms for the rest of your lives!”

“We’re on it!!!”

The 24 seagulls were terrified.

They didn’t dare defy Baiying Yin, the tyrant, and promptly began their patrol.

Now that they had become ‘clever,’ they no longer needed to catch their food, there were specifically designated places where the People of Yatun would feed them fish.

The job of the White Eagle Clan was to lead their respective seagull lackeys, surveying all around the island, overseeing the waters around Yatun, to prevent the approach of enemies.

This was by no means an easy task.

“With me here.”

Once Baiying Yin took to the skies, it exuded an aura that shed the previous goofiness, its eyes brimming with an air of dominance, “No one will think of getting inside!”