Matilda definitely did not want to beco a pirate's wife.
Let alone the eighth wife.
About 'Bluebeard' before her, Matilda had heard many rumors, the most famous of which was that this First Mate of the 'Devil of Dokiman Island' Pirate Group was once an officer from North County, from a well-off family with a promising future. However, just when everyone thought this gentleman would rise to great heights, he was discovered to have cruelly murdered his seven wives using knives, swords, firearms, and machinery and even preserved their corpses in the cellar.
After that?
The gentleman took to the sea and beca a pirate.
And he beca renowned, known as "Bluebeard."
As for his real na?
It had long been forgotten.
What was rembered instead was his later rise to beco the First Mate of the 'Devil of Dokiman Island' Pirate Group.
Because—
It was this 'Bluebeard' who set fire to Dokiman Island.
Of course, compared to the captain who thodically slaughtered the residents of Dokiman Island, he still fell a bit short.
Thus, this pirate group was known as the 'Devil of Dokiman Island.'
And the guys in this pirate group were all utterly despicable villains.
Facing such n, Matilda always kept her distance.
Just then, as the other party finished speaking, Matilda nearly turned and ran.
But the next mont, she was blocked by 'Bluebeard.'
The First Mate of the 'Devil of Dokiman Island' Pirate Group burst out laughing and spread his arms—
"My dear, don't be in such a hurry!
I've prepared a wedding ritual!
My captain will even co to attend it personally!"
With that, 'Bluebeard' took big strides forward, ready to embrace Matilda.
Matilda retreated in fright.
"Have you forgotten Captain John's promise?"
Matilda tried to use 'Bloody John' to intimidate 'Bluebeard.'
But Matilda imdiately regretted it.
'Bluebeard,' previously sporting a trace of ferocity, now had a completely distorted face.
"Don't talk to about 'Bloody John'!
This island will soon belong to our 'Devil of Dokiman Island' Pirate Group!
And him?
We will surely kill him!"
The First Mate of the 'Devil of Dokiman Island' Pirate Group growled.
The low voice and ferocious face made Matilda's complexion change.
This is bad!
These n are planning to rebel against Captain John!
Betrayal among pirates is all too common.
Ordinarily, Matilda would have treated such news as a bit of gossip.
But now?
She already knew about the rebellion before it had even truly begun...
What would be her fate?
Matilda wasn't extraordinarily smart, but she wasn't foolish either.
She knew very well that death was before her.
In fact, it was true—
"I had hoped to hold a 'wedding' for you, to make you one of my precious collectibles!
But unfortunately...
You always make angry!"
'Bluebeard's' voice continued to be low, but the sound that burst from his throat was like the roar of a beast. The First Mate of the 'Devil of Dokiman Island' Pirate Group approached Matilda, lowered his head, and looked at his prey with a condescending gaze, excitedly grinning to reveal his yellow, rotten teeth.
The words went on—
"I will tear you apart in the most cruel manner.
Of course, don't worry.
I will let Horton, that sissy, accompany you. You've been looking at him these days. You like that sissy, right?
Don't worry!
I will treat that sissy just as I will treat you!
What I hate the most is those pretentious sorts!"
With that, 'Bluebeard' began to undress.
As a pirate, "Bluebeard" wasn't just all talk—he genuinely intended to do so.
And then—
"Bluebeard" ran into the muzzle of a gun!
Arthur needed a promotion to Entry.
Even at sea, so cover was necessary.
So, being one of Arthur's Vests, how could "Horton" not stir up so trouble?
Originally, Arthur had planned to have his Vest, Horton, kill a few pirates, publicly claiming these pirates harbored ill intentions towards him, and thereby eradicate the Pirate Group they belonged to.
As for killing pirates, Arthur had no psychological burden whatsoever.
Compared to the guys who still made a slight effort to disguise themselves, pirates who directly engaged in killing and arson naturally needed to be prepared to be killed.
However, compared to this kind of 'initiative', how could it match up to the situation that presented itself right in front of him?
So—
Horton, holding a book in one hand, slowly walked down from the mountain top.
Without any disguise, his footsteps and breathing were clearly audible.
"Bluebeard" spotted Horton imdiately.
The First Mate of the "Devil of Dokiman Island" Pirate Group was initially startled, but soon sneered.
"You pretentious fool!
Turn into ashes for !"
"Bluebeard" roared, stretching out his hand.
Whoosh!
A Blaze rose up, the searing heat and strong winds instantly knocked Matilda to the ground.
Her white dress got dirty.
Her high heels snapped off entirely.
But Matilda was no longer concerned about these matters.
Fire?
Where did these flas co from?
Matilda looked towards the First Mate's waist.
There was a canteen.
No!
It contained—
Oil!
Now that she realized this, Matilda grew even more confused.
The flas ca from the oil.
But how were the flas ignited?
And why could the flas rise so high?
Matilda's mind beca a chaotic ss, but as "Bluebeard" raised his hand to swing the fire towards Horton, the lady couldn't help but shout out loud.
"Be careful!"
The voice was urgent, but it abruptly stopped.
The Blaze enveloped a large area in front of "Bluebeard" like dragon's breath, engulfing Horton within it.
The scorching wind, sharp as knives, prepared to slice through Horton in the flas.
"Burn!
Shatter!
Turn all into debris for !"
"Bluebeard," seeing Horton engulfed in flas, burst out laughing.
The laugh was loud and wild.
And it carried an indescribable arrogance.
As a result, the laughter grew louder and louder.
However, soon, the laughter unconsciously diminished, "Bluebeard's" eyes involuntarily widened, and the smile on his face beca stiff.
Within the flas, a figure appeared faintly, walking forward slowly.
The scorching wind, as sharp as blades, blew on the figure's body, akin to a gentle breeze caressing the face.
The flas, useless!
The gusts, useless!
All of it, completely useless!
Sweat poured from "Bluebeard's" forehead, and as it slid down his cheek, a hand reached out from within the flas, grabbing the neck of the "Devil of Dokiman Island" Pirate Group's First Mate effortlessly, lifting his body with just a slight squeeze of the fingers.
The mont the sensation of suffocation appeared, the only sound left in "Bluebeard's" ears was this soft chant—
"Please listen to the wind!"
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