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Reborn As a Pirate

When Ryan opened his eyes, he found himself in an unfamiliar world, marked, accused of murdering a noble and condemned to the life of a pirate. Shipwrecked from the start, his fortunes changed when he was rescued by the enigmatic Captain Freni, a ruthless witch who commands the "Black Rose" without a shred of mercy. But Ryan is not just any ordinary castaway, he is equipped with a mysterious system that allows him to level up and unlock new abilities, guiding him on a bizarre and fantastical journey. [Save the dying shark to gain a secretive ally] [convert a dead planet into a powerful warship] such were the choices offered to Ryan offered by the system.] Unbeknownst to others, Captain Freni is the fugitive fifth princess of the Augustus Dynasty, masquerading as a novice pirate while seeking to recover her family's lost treasure and restore her fallen dynasty. As she navigates through treacherous waters, Freni saves Ryan, who proves to be a knowledgeable navigator for the Black Rose, despite his odd tendencies to spout bizarre statements and collect strange artifacts. Welcome to the Age of Discovery! #Pirate #VirtualReality #+18 #Reborn #Funny

Rqmk · Fantasy
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109 Chs

A Stalker!

[Black Rose], Captain's Quarters.

Ryan traced his finger across the tattered sea chart spread out on the oak table and spoke with a resonant depth to his voice, "Lady Freni, here lies Lanya Island, nestled within the treacherous waters of Silver Moon Bay. It serves as a haven for pirates, a quaint port where we can replenish our supplies of fresh water and provisions."

He paused, his gaze lingering on the map, "Moreover, should we have cargo that demands attention, this island offers ample opportunity for discreet dealings."

Seated regally behind the table, the witch, Lady Freni, inclined her head slightly, her interest piqued. "Mr. Ryan," she began, her voice a calm, measured cadence, "How distant are we from this Lanya Island?"

"Approximately 60 nautical miles to the southeast, my lady. With the capricious winds dictating our pace, I anticipate it will take us near ten hours to make landfall," Ryan responded, stroking his chin thoughtfully.