The Eye of Insight in a Certain Pirate World

Under the scorching sun, a carriage sped past on the gray-yellow dirt road. .biquge

No, this cannot be called a carriage, because the people pulling the carriage are not horses, but two strange creatures with small heads, bulging eyes, sheep-like faces, erect ears, and slender necks.

This is a unique creature in Patrick's kingdom - the camel beast, and Morrie rents them from the town with a lot of baileys.

The camel beast can automatically transport people to their destination without anyone at the helm. After arriving at the destination, the camel beast will automatically go to the local reception desk.

The morning sun was scorching like fire, and there was a crop field on the roadside. The ripe grains made me bend down and lower my head due to the heat.

The animal cart was speeding by on the path, creating a billowing heat wave that caused the white hair on the camel animal's body to flutter in the wind.

At this time, Mori was sitting in the cart with his legs crossed, eating iced watermelon. He took off the long knife from his waist and put it under his head.

The sun was shining brightly outside, and he was eating ice-cold watermelon in the cart. It was hot outside, and he was still eating ice-cold watermelon in the cart.

Trebel is about 100 kilometers away from the town of Kunz. At the speed of an animal cart, it can be reached in about two days.

People fleeing for their lives due to the war can be seen everywhere on the road. Bodies covered in blood were thrown into the wilderness. Burnt villages were deserted.

"Stop and hand over all the money you have."

A group of fierce bandits with knives in their hands jumped out from the roadside and stopped the beast cart running on the road.

Mori yawned, put down the watermelon in his hand, took out the long knife under his head, and slashed out of the car.

The beast cart continued to run in the direction of Trebel, leaving behind a group of bandits covering their necks, making weak squeaking sounds, and a line of blood spurted out from their necks.

Mori ignored these. He encountered bandits blocking the road more than once. He didn't have those "I drove this road, I planted this tree" lines in the second line. He showed murderous intent when he met him, and he killed people and stole wealth. It's a common thing.

Speaking of bandits, there is a magical chain of contempt in the One Piece world, that is, bandits look down on pirates, and pirates look down on bandits.

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Two days later.

Morrie arrived at Trebel, stepped out of the cart, and let the camel leave.

"call"

Mori breathed a sigh of relief and entered the city. The streets were full of soldiers holding weapons and wearing tattered linen clothes. There were only a few pedestrians wearing dusty old clothes with a pale look on their faces, wandering aimlessly. .

Walking through a large area of ​​ruins, Mori put his hand on the long knife at his waist.

"Zheng~~"

Someone saw the long knife on Mori's waist and gathered around him, looking at Mori greedily.

They want to snatch Mori's weapons. The cruel war tells them that only with weapons can they survive. As for money, it is not as useful as a piece of paper here.

"Really, this place is really messy."

Mori muttered helplessly to himself, there were always some miscellaneous fish bothering him, which made him feel very distressed.

Gently pulling out the long knife from his waist, Mori stepped forward and chopped off the head of the person who was standing in front of him. He gently shook off the blood stuck to the long knife and looked back.

The people surrounding him looked at each other in shock when they noticed that Mori had killed someone so quickly. Knowing that this was a ruthless character, they retreated hesitantly.

Mori chuckled, but did not take back the knife in his hand, stepping on the corpse and continuing to walk towards the city.

Trebel's outer city had fallen and was occupied by rebel forces. As for the inner city, the rebels attacked it for more than a month but still failed to capture it.

The inner city is mainly inhabited by the nobles and wealthy people of the Kingdom of Patrick, so the defense force inside is sufficient. In addition to the kingdom guards, there are also the private soldiers of the nobles.

Mori looked at the city wall in the inner city, which was several times taller than the outer city. It was riddled with holes. From time to time, soldiers wearing armor and holding spears could be seen patrolling the city wall, exuding a trace of blood.

Morrie felt that if he were deeply trapped in the enemy's position, his head would be missing in less than ten minutes.

No wonder the rebel army has been attacking for more than a month and has yet to defeat it. Whether it is sophisticated equipment and weapons, or morale and strict discipline, the Wang ** troops are far superior to the rebel army.

As for the outer city, the nobles of the kingdom don't care much. The people living in it are just civilians. For them, the value of civilians is to produce tools for their enjoyment.

Arriving at the rebel camp, soldiers in ragged clothes were patrolling back and forth, their faces full of exhaustion after the war.

"Stop, what are you doing?" A guard stopped Morrie.

Morrie took out the Medal of Honor found from Zach's house from his pocket, thought about it, took out another bottle, attached instructions for use, handed it to the guard, and said,

"I'm looking for Diaz."

The guard took it, said "wait" politely to Mori, and walked into the camp.

Morrie sat at the door, ignoring the guard's wary glances.

He was thinking about his chances of successfully sneaking into the camp. The Medal of Honor is just a stepping stone, and the final step is the big one.

Mori is not worried that Diaz will kill people and seize treasures. After all, if he can get into the upper echelons of the rebel army, he will not be a fool and he will know how to maximize profits.

After a while, someone trotted up to Mori and welcomed him in.

The visitor brought Mori to a private house with a huge flag hanging on it, which was temporarily used as the headquarters of the rebel army.

Walking in, I saw a tall middle-aged man with a naked upper body, bandages, and armor sitting in the upright position. The beard around his mouth trembled with his breathing.

Sitting below was a handsome man with curly blond hair hanging behind his head and a sinister look in his eyes, making him look gloomy and ruthless.

"Ok?"

An invisible coercion filled the entire room, and the air became depressing. Mori looked directly into the middle-aged man's eyes, with a faint smile on his face.

The handsome man sitting next to him couldn't help shaking his hands on the table, and his breathing became rapid. It seemed that the ubiquitous pressure in the room was torture for him. His eyes were red and he stared at Mori.

Suddenly, the pressure dissipated, and the atmosphere in the room seemed to become relaxed, but Mori's tense muscles did not relax. He was on guard, and he might kill someone at any time and then escape.

"Who are you and where did this badge come from?"

The middle-aged man asked, his voice unhurried.

Mori knew that although he was asking about the badge, his focus was on the bottle, so as long as his answer wasn't too outrageous, it was fine.

"I am Zach's nephew. Before my uncle was assassinated, he asked me to bring this badge to Diaz." Mori casually told a lie that could be seen at a glance.

"Hahahaha, I am Diaz, and this is Krofic. Since you are Zach's nephew, you are one of our own. What is your name?"

Dias laughed, not caring about the loopholes in Mori's words, and pointed at the restless blond man sitting beside him.

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