Those who reacted began to shout. The patrol soldiers quickly assembled and carried them out of the roadblock to block the exit.

The captain of the guard who was originally holding the beggar and realized the situation was serious, so he pushed her to the ground and asked his subordinates to line up to prepare for shooting. The speeding carriage was rushing towards them, and they could kill two horses with just one volley. At that time, the dead prisoners who escaped from prison and their accomplices would become turtles in the jar.

As the carriage was getting closer and closer, it was about to enter the range of shooting. A round thing rolled forward from the shooter's queue and fell to the ground to circle. This made the guard captain very alert. He turned it over in confusion - it was the pottery bowl placed in front of the beggar just now, with clay covered with small pomegranates. After this shaking, the fire inside had been ignited and the gunpowder was about to explode.

"Blast - bomb!" The captain of the guard shouted a broken voice in panic and rolled to one side to avoid it.

The black smoke of gunpowder rose, and the explosion shock waves tore a crack in the roadblock and the soldiers. A tall masked man drove a carriage and thunder.

The car rushed out of the siege, and when he passed by the girl in red, Yusuf reached out to her: "Isabel!"

The two hands were crossed and clasped tightly. Isabel made a few steps to jump. The flying sari spread out like a pair of red wings behind her. She landed steadily on the carriage and immediately picked up the musket handed over by the priest to fight back at the firing soldiers.

The captain of the guard who was so powerful that she was shot in the knee with a shot, and fell to the ground in a mess. Isabel raised his eyebrows disdainfully and signaled that Yousuf to turn his eyes in that direction: "He is really a loyal dog."

Only then did Yousuf notice the captain of the guard holding his knees and crying bitterly. Although his face became a little strange as he grew up, the ever-changing skin color immediately made the name come out of his mind - Tipp. The child who followed Antonio to bully him turned into a thug who had completely become a colonial governor, willing to work hard for the Portuguese. Yousuf shook his head with regret: "I really didn't expect it was him. I hope he realized the reality sooner."

"Damn it, damn it! Lawless!" The governor came back from the sudden change, his stubborn fingers clenched into fists and waved them above his head, "Catch them back! I want to hang them all!"

He slapped the handrail and cursed loudly, and the sweat on his face was flowing like a spring due to excitement. The soldiers' performance completely ruined his face. The governor turned his head angrily and scolded the indifferent chief guard beside him: "Bastard! Chase! Chase! Hurry up - why are you still standing here!?"

"If you can't catch it, you'll go to the jail for them-"

He stared at the blonde young man in front of him fiercely, but the second half of his sentence was swallowed back into his stomach.

A thin and sharp knife was shining with a cold light around his neck. The blonde young man showed a friendly smile, which made the governor's back furious.

"You, what do you want to do?!"

"I want to borrow a few books from your bookshelf. They are said to belong to the "Invisible Academy." Even as a coercion, the young man still smiled. "I promise to return it to you intact for a while."

"No, no--"

"Um?"

The hand that strangled the neck tightened.

"No need to return it, I'll give it to you."

"Then I'll accept it." The blonde young man seemed very satisfied, but he still didn't let go. "There is another thing to borrow for a while."

He smiled at the seal ring on the Governor's hand. The Governor knew it immediately to take off the ring and hand it over to the blonde young man. Due to nervousness, he tried several times before he successfully took it off.

“Thank you very much.”

The blonde young man gently straightened the governor's head so that he could maintain a majestic posture facing forward, and then silently removed the short knife and retreated.

The Governor opened his mouth and panted for a while, and finally calmed down. He hesitated to explore his neck, soaked in cold sweat all over his body.

"Come"

He shouted weakly, but the governor's call was ignored by the chaotic crowd.

The carriage turned on the street and ran on the street. This is the most prosperous trade area in Goa, with shops and stalls on both sides of the street. During the day, it was a time when people were crowded. Pedestrians in the unknown avoided the rushing cars and looked curiously.

Suddenly, the musket teams that were intercepted were rushed in front, behind, left and right, and the people screamed and fled.

The wheels on one side of the carriage were cracked by stray bullets and lost their balance and tilted to one side. They scraped down a spice stall while galloping, and the colorful powder spread into the air and filled with a cloud of colorful mist, which instantly blocked the pursuit's vision.

They rushed out of the smoke scented with curry smell and crashed into the siege of patrol soldiers. These thick skinned and fleshy guys blocked the streets, and there was no possibility of bypassing the carriages.

Isabel suddenly shouted, "Prepare to jump!"

Everyone acted in response. The next moment they jumped off the car, the carriage could not stop and hit the elephant's legs and split into pieces.

They mingled into the wandering circus on the street and ran with the crowd. Two gorillas in the circus escaped from the cage to stop the pursuit team from jumping up and down, beating their chests and imitating the movements of the soldiers, and even picked up a falling musket to snatch the trigger. Even the elephant soldiers had no choice but to use them - these two lawless orangutans dared to tease the elephant. They grabbed the ivory and pulled it and shaking it, and then jumped up and grabbed the elephant's tail, like two annoying flies, and could not be driven away.

A clutch quietly escaped from the dock, and the blonde young man in the name of the governor directed the sailors to sail along the river toward the estuary. According to the secret order just received, they were to transport a team of missionaries to Macau in order to spread the gospel in the colonies established in the Far East.

They walked with the wind and soon drove into the near sea. Before the large number of warships chasing behind them appeared, no one noticed something strange.

While the lookout discovered the Royal Navy, more than a dozen armed ships sailed on the other side of the sea level.

"Pirates! Discover a large number of pirates!" The captain panicked and asked the blonde young man for advice, "We should turn around and return immediately and request the Royal Navy asylum!"

"No need to turn the rudder," the blonde shaking his head with a smile, "you can swim. Or you can put down a boat and row it by yourself."

The captain's expression was frozen on his face.

The pirate fleet came through the waves, and the first of them was the newly renovated Clipper. The crew rushed to the bow and cheered to greet their Pirate Prince.

Yusuf boarded the long-lost warship. Even after experiencing terrifying combat trauma, she was still as strong as before. Her lost home was still in the hands of the Portuguese. Before regaining her hometown, he would continue to sail with her on the vast and boundless sea to fight for the liberation and freedom of her tribe.

He stepped on his stairs and hung out of the board, holding the sail cable with one hand and standing side by side with the bow of the ship, facing the waves of the sea. The silver waves separated at his feet, causing flying white foam.

Yusuf looked into the distant sea, and the breeze blew across his face, bringing the salty smell of the sea. This familiar smell reminded him of tears of suffering and the sweat of struggle.

He knew that those who were sleeping would always awaken, and those who were oppressed would always resist.

——Because they have tasted bitter memories and pursued indelible hope.

—Chapter 1·Scimitar and the Roll of Freedom·End—
Chapter completed!