Chapter 63: The Fighter’s Past (Ch 63)

No matter what Kedmo’s purpose was, there is no doubt that he saved his life.

“To be honest, I’m not a good person…” said Wheeler.

After all, so far, there are at least dozens of people who have died at his hands, if not a hundred.

Especially that navy ship…

How many widows will they leave behind after their death, who will spend the rest of their lives hating them?

Wheeler couldn’t imagine it, nor did he dare to think about it.

“So… as long as you agree to the conditions I offer, I can keep you on the ship.”

This was the answer Wheeler gave after hesitating for a long time.

“What conditions?” asked Gena.

“First, no longer engage in any business of human trafficking or arms smuggling;

Second, unless it is under special circumstances, such as when we were being chased by the navy just now, it is not allowed to kill people indiscriminately;

Third, do not burn, kill, loot, or rob. At least… do not do such things to innocent civilians.”

Wheeler described all the conditions he could think of.

After listening silently, Gena asked Weller: “Is this your bottom line?

“That’s right.”

There was silence for a while.

“I was born in Boansec. At that time, there was no town on the island. There was only a small village. It was the president…my father, who built the Black Gold Town…”

Suddenly, Gena began to tell stories about his childhood.

“Before I was sixteen, I thought it was natural for slaves to be slaves… because my father told me that a person’s fate is determined from the moment they are born.”

“The children of nobles are born nobles… The children of slaves are born slaves…”

“And so am I.”

“I am the son of the president of the Black Gold Chamber of Commerce. So, I should take over everything in the Chamber of Commerce when I grow up and replace my father to become a qualified businessman.”

“Until I was sixteen, I met a woman who always had a smile on her face…”

In Weiner’s story, it was a woman in her early twenties with a hideous scar on her face.

He was also a slave who was sent to the Black Gold Chamber of Commerce, waiting to be bought.

She is good at singing and dancing, and can play musical instruments such as piano, violin and accordion.

However, due to its “scary” appearance, it was put up for auction in the Black Gold Chamber of Commerce for two weeks, but no one made a bid.

With no other choice, Kedemo had to leave the woman in the Chamber of Commerce, just like Lena and Yuna, responsible for washing clothes and cleaning.

“It was a very ordinary afternoon. My father was not on the island because he was out delivering goods. I was too bored at the time, so I accidentally broke into the woman’s room… and she happened to be taking a bath in the room at that time.”

Wheeler: “……”

“… (one thousand words omitted here)…”

“So, from then on, I became obsessed with ‘fighting’.”

Wheeler: “……”

“But our relationship was not limited to fighting. She would hug me and tell me many stories about the outside world. It was also at that time that I felt a warmth I had never felt before… Perhaps it was because I had never been loved by a woman since I was a child.”

Gena smiled and continued, “Gradually, I began to yearn for life at sea, and no longer thought that slaves were inferior to humans.”

He was tired of the life of fawning on the nobles.

Tired of the same old speeches at auctions.

And… everything about the Black Gold Chamber of Commerce.

“So, what happened to that woman… in the end?” Wheeler asked curiously.

“She was killed by my father when I was seventeen and proposed to my father that I wanted to marry that woman,” Gena replied.

Wheeler: “……”

“6.”

He really wanted to say this at this moment.

“I said all this not because I almost married a slave, but because I wanted to tell you that you have your bottom line, and I have mine.”

As Gena spoke, he stood up, stroked his mustache with one hand, and put the tall hat on the table back on his head with the other hand.

“I want to go out to sea, join a pirate group, and travel the world. But… this doesn’t mean that just any pirate group will do.”

He grinned and spoke with a smile on his face.

He doesn’t look like a guy whose father just died.

“So even if you agree, I will choose to refuse. After all, companions who have grudges and cannot fully trust each other…how can they be called companions?”

…

One day later.

South China Sea, an unknown island.

“Have you decided everything?”

Weller stood in front of the boat, looking at Gena who was dragging several boxes, and asked again.

“Why, are you planning to keep me?” asked Gena.

Wheeler remained silent in response.

“Haha, I hope that next time we meet, you will regret not letting me on board.”

Gena laughed loudly and left without looking back.

“Chirp!” Looking at Gena’s back disappearing in front of him, Kakarot called out softly with a little reluctance in his eyes.

It was obvious that this fighter, who had spent more than two months with it in Black Gold Town, had already established some feelings in its heart.

And Weller muttered to himself: “Didn’t I let you get on the boat? It was obviously you who wanted to leave.”

But somehow…

But why do I always feel inexplicably relieved?

“Go back, Kakarot.”

After lifting Kakarot, who was standing at his feet, into the air, Weller turned around and was about to get on the boat, but he bumped into Lena and Yuna who were standing behind him.

“Feel sorry!”

Wheeler pulled back the two women who were about to fall, and then he slapped his forehead.

I almost forgot about you two!

“Aren’t you going with him?” asked Weller.

But the two girls looked at each other and said, “We… want to go back to our hometown to have a look.”

“hometown?”

When Weller heard this word, he was stunned. “Do you still remember where your hometown is?”

“Of course I remember.”

“Just west of the South China Sea, there is a village called Fuerba Village.”

Although Lena and Yuna were sold to the Black Gold Chamber of Commerce when they were young, the two sisters still had some memories of their childhood village before they were abducted by human traffickers.

“Fulba Village?”

Weller nodded.

He had already decided to send the two women back to their hometown first, and then set sail for Hetan Town.

“I just don’t know if the chef is still waiting for me in town…”

After all, more than two months have passed since the agreed time.