I Have a Sailing Game

Jim attributed the reasons to his own background and began to look at the surrounding crowd watching him.

"Everyone says the Black Tide Secret Society is fair and just, never wronging people, but in my view... hmph!"

Jim snorted coldly. He actually had more scathing words to say, but he feared directly provoking the people of the Black Tide Secret Society, so he restrained himself somewhat.

However, the sarcasm in his words didn’t diminish.

"Reason?" Rogel looked at him and smiled, "You’ll know soon enough."

Shortly after, Lina arrived with a group of Black Tide Knights, escorting people over.

Besides them, there were several others, mostly well-dressed company bosses controlling the majority of trade on the island.

Among them, there was one relatively young person, even wearing the Black Tide Secret Society’s believer attire.

Upon seeing these people, Jim’s expression froze.

But immediately, his face turned ashen, as if he suddenly remembered something, his lips moved, wanting to speak but unable to utter a word.

"Do you now understand why I arrested you?"

Rogel stared at him.

"You filthy dogs, leaving good overseas trade unused, ignoring the big piles of gold coins to earn, instead colluding to monopolize, lower after-sales costs, inflate food prices, oppress civilians..."

Rogel stepped forward, viciously grabbed the greasy fat on his face, and said coldly, "People say businessmen pursue profit, willing to ignore risks at all costs..."

"But you guys, why don’t you dare to engage in overseas trade?"

"Haha, I know, because your wealth has become delicate, and there’s risk in sailing, while bullying the weak on the island doesn’t earn much, but entails less risk, right?"

Jim’s face turned ashen, utterly afraid to speak, his heart filled with nearly overflowing terror, body trembling uncontrollably.

"And you..." Rogel turned his gaze to the youngest among the group wearing the Black Tide Believer Robe, "If I recall correctly, you’re one of the young men who volunteered back then, named Parick, right?"

"Hmm, great, become a believer officer and forget your roots as a civilian, wonderful."

Rogel looked like he was nodding in encouragement.

Hearing the name "Parick" directly from Rogel’s mouth, the young man was struck by lightning.

Unexpectedly... the Archbishop still clearly remembers his name!

This made the originally shame-stricken Parick’s heart further entangled with regret, endless bitterness enveloping him.

He, being one of the young men once expected, now used the Secret Society’s trust in him as a tool for sheltering these parasites.

"I, I... I’m sorry... I owe you... owe everyone..."

Parick instantly seemed to have his soul sucked out, body weakened, voice trembling uncontrollably.

Regarding his reaction.

Rogel merely silently withdrew his gaze, sweeping over the people before him.

"If you think doing this entails no risk whatsoever, then I must tell you..."

"Greatly mistaken!"

After speaking, Rogel looked back at the row of Black Tide Knights standing ready, and issued a cold order.

"Write their crimes and evidence on this notice board for everyone to see."

"Then hang these dirty parasites on the lamp post and whip them hard!"

"Yes!"

The well-trained Black Tide Knights quickly sprang into action, swiftly hanging one company boss after another.

Then, under Rogel’s orders, a group of knights took out whips, beginning to lash these people like spinning tops.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

"Ah!" "Ah!" "Damn!" "It hurts!"

Whip cracks and screams of agony continued incessantly.

"Good!"

The surrounding crowd was exhilarated by what they heard, their hearts filled with immense satisfaction.

Accompanied by a mournful shriek, Jim, the one with the most fat, was actually the first to faint from the pain.

"Hold on." Seeing this, Rogel suddenly called to stop, then calmly said, "Apply potion."

"Coat the whips with Rapid Healing Potion and then beat them."

The Black Tide Knights were strong; if accidentally killing these people, it would be too easy for them.

Coat with Rapid Healing Potion, beat while healing!

Hearing Rogel’s words, the group of company bosses widened their eyes in horror.

Beat while healing?! What kind of devil are you? Just kill me already!!