Chaotic Sea, Black Ensign Island.
Chaotic Sea, true to its name, is widely recognized as the most chaotic sea area in the Western Continent.
The main reason is...?
Treasure, cannon, pirates.
Beyonders, pursuing the obscure and hidden sect, the Far Eastern archipelago known as the "Golden Lands"..
Indeed, it cannot be denied. This is the truth.
Since the dawn of the first Oak Empire expedition, only five pirate crews have been able to capture a fertile island in such a sea and name it after themselves.
The "Black Ensign Pirate Crew" was one of them.
A year had passed since that rare, intense storm.
Today, Black Ensign Island was unusually bustling.
It's not because the pirates have seized another large ship, but because today is the first birthday of the island lord's young son!
All pirate ships under the name of the "Black Ensign Pirate Crew," except for those that couldn't make it back due to urgent matters, were all docked at the port of Black Ensign Island.
In the manor at the center of the island.
Ryan leaned against Franka's embrace, his emerald green eyes curiously observing the scenery in the courtyard.
In one year's time, he had long accepted his current situation and gained a certain understanding of this world.
This is a world that seems both similar and different from Earth, appearing to be in the midst of an era of great maritime discovery.
In this era, the life of the lower-class commoners was undoubtedly quite miserable.
Fortunately, Ryan's family circumstances were quite good.
His father was not only a famous pirate far and wide, but also the lord of this island!
In numerous raids and bloody battles, the wealth accumulated was even more abundant than that of some nobles.
Of course, compared to a true nobleman, the identity of a pirate is definitely not presentable.
However, Ryan was already quite satisfied.
Parents alive and well, no worries about food and clothing, starting with an island, and inheriting the bloodline of elves, I've at least surpassed 80% transmigrators, right? No wonder they say being reborn is a technical skill
After withdrawing his gaze from the maid in the courtyard, a thought crossed Ryan's mind, and pages with ancient patterns bordering the edges appeared before his eyes.
[Bearer]
[Name: Ryan Alexander]
[Age: 1 year old]
[Blood Lineage:]
[Elf (Intense) - Elves are the world's darlings, naturally endowed with an affinity for nature and magic, simultaneously possessing a lifespan much longer than humans, though your growth period will also be considerably more protracted.]
[Unknown (Diffused) -- The mysterious bloodline hidden within you, not knowing when it will truly awaken.]
[Mystrum Path: None]
[Skill: None]
[Talents: Natural Affinity, Mystrum Affinity]
[Sigil: Sigil of Strength (Level 1)]
[Status: Gaze of the Deep Sea -- You were born amid a storm, branded by a special mark from the deep sea, attracting the ocean's Mystrum while becoming more susceptible to the scrutiny of certain entities.
[Deep sea, staring at you.]
This yellowed book page naturally comes from the [The Perfect Existence Tome] activated at the moment of Ryan's birth.
After such a long time, Ryan had pretty much figured out its purpose.
When encountering significant events that can alter the trajectory of his life, the tome will provide a warning.
Just like on the day Ryan was born, if he had obediently stayed in the cabin, his father would have most likely been swept into the sea, and he would have been left adrift, dying in vain at the age of three.
In gaming terms, it means reaching a bad ending.
Ryan let his mother leave the cabin and saved his father, thus turning around his originally "imperfect life."
However, so far, this phenomenon has only been triggered once when he was born.
So, the more specific rules and principles still remained unknown to Ryan.
One thing can be confirmed.
Eliminating the previous "Flawed Divergence" does not mean that his life would be smooth sailing.
The biggest challenges are yet to come!
Looking at the status [Gaze of the Deep Sea], Ryan couldn't help but frown.
Who knows why the sea left a mark on him in that storm.
The sailors and maids say this is the [Revelation], but this description... no matter how you look at it, it seems totally fishy!
Ever since Ryan arrived on this Black Ensign Island, his father had never again allowed him to board a ship, nor had he taken him to the coast more than a few times.
Does it seem wary of something?
"Ryan, what's wrong?"
Noticing something unusual about the child in her arms, Franka lowered her head and asked softly.
"Ee-ya~"
Ryan opened his mouth and called out in a childish voice.
Under normal circumstances, a one-year-old child should be able to consciously say "Dad" and "Mom," but Ryan's vocal cords seemed to develop slowly, and he could only babble incoherently.
Not only that, but he was also slightly smaller in size compared to children of the same age.
The reason is simple.
The developmental cycle of long-lived species is certainly longer than that of short-lived species.
In this world, the natural lifespan of elves is approximately 300 to 500 years, and Ryan, a half-elf, grows at about one-third to one-half the speed of an average human.
This means that, whether in speaking or learning to walk, he would always be a beat slower than other children.
However, compared to the benefits brought by the elf bloodline, this influence is utterly inconsequential.
"My lady."
At this moment, a maid from the manor approached and said, "All the guests have arrived. The lord is waiting for you in the dining room."
"Okay."
Franka nodded and then lowered her head to say to Ryan: "Little Ryan, don't let your uncles scare you to tears."
A hint of worry flickered in her emerald green eyes.
Those who could visit this manor were naturally the trusted subordinates of her husband.
In recent years, with the expansion of the "Black Ensign Pirate Crew", some people's hearts inevitably began to breed even greater ambitions.
Especially the plan that Leon intends to propose during this banquet is bound to cause considerable controversy.
Franka sighed, muttering to herself: "I hope... it doesn't turn into the worst-case."
Shortly after.
Franka led Ryan into the dining room.
At this moment, seven or eight pirates were already seated on both sides of the long table.
They generally looked fierce, with a cruel demeanor, their entire bodies exuding the salty smell of the sea and a cold, bloody aura.
If an ordinary child were to see these brutal pirates, they might just burst into tears out of fear.
Ryan's emotions remained steady.
These pirates look intimidating, but compared to his father, they're nowhere near as scary.
"Darling, you're here."
At the end of the long table, Leon flashed a grin and called out to Franka, "Come, sit beside me."
Leon was nearly two meters tall, with thick black hair, and his handsome, chiseled features were barely obscured by his stubble. However, a scar that ran across the bridge of his nose made his face look grotesquely menacing.
Merely sitting there, he exuded an aura of authority without needing to express anger.
In terms of bloodthirst, he was the most potent among the pirates present!
Next to Leon stood an eleven or twelve-year-old boy.
"Darling, let me introduce you."
When Franka approached, Leon said: "This is Javier of the 'Black Snake', his son Kent, who will also live on Black Ensign Island."
By the table, a man with a chilling demeanor and hair tangled like sea serpents stood up and spoke to Franka.
"Madam, please take care of Kent."
In his mother's arms, Ryan blinked.
In this past year, besides Kent's family, many other crew members' families had also been successively sent to Black Ensign Island.
On one hand, this is a form of protection for them.
On the other hand, it was also clearly a means by which Leon controlled his subordinates, akin to an alternative form of hostage-taking.
Of course, for some extreme pirates, this method holds little significance -- if a wife is gone, they can grab another; if a son is lost, they can have another; parents and brothers are even more useless.
As long as it's useful to some subordinates, this strategy is effective.
Facing Leon and Franka, Kent seemed somewhat nervous, stammering: "Ma'am, I am Kent..."
"I... I have a gift that I want to give to Master Ryan."
Oh? A gift for me?
Ryan's eyes lit up, curiously gazing at Kent, somewhat anticipating what gift he would give him.
The very next moment.
The [The Perfect Existence Tome] that had been silent for a long time suddenly began to turn its pages again!
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