Extra Chapter 6
The Ranker Who Rolled In Becomes the Pirate King Who Takes Root
The Black Layered Sea (黑層海), nine tiers of black ocean encircling “Babel Mountain”—the backbone of the world and its sole continent—like a vast spiral staircase.
Of those tiers, the Sixth-Layer Sea, the starting point of the middle reaches, was a melting pot of trash where every kind of pathetic greenhorn and low-grade outlaw gathered and tangled together.
“Old man. Been a while.”
“……Salva? You’re still alive?”
“Alive, my ass. You’d love it if I’d just fucking died and never came back, wouldn’t you? Where’s the stuff?”
What a disrespectful little bastard.
He’d been exactly the same since his rookie days, so perhaps it ought to be called admirable dedication to his original self.
Clicking his tongue, the old shopkeeper told him to wait there a moment and disappeared into the back of the store.
Looking bored, the man leaned crookedly against the counter. Naturally, people around him began stealing glances his way.
He was a man who radiated a suffocatingly feral air. Gazes were drawn to him like iron to a magnet.
His unusually handsome face for a pirate helped.
The apricot-colored scars scattered over skin stylishly bronzed by the sea breeze looked like medals of honor, and paired with his short, wavy silver hair, the man resembled a god…