Choice 2/2

Granted all the clever phrases, cool and awesome greetings to invoke friendship, familiarity, or heck even the long-awaited talk-no jutsu, why didn't I say something cooler?

"" Okay let's see the surroundings before the man decides to behead me, huge ship, mustachioed with sword on my neck, bloody man ..... wait for there is a bloody man? What happened? "" as panic began to fill the boy's mind.

The misnamed mustachioed man looked more closely at the boy, he did not seem beyond what he looked like a small naked brat, blond with green eyes like almost any citizen of the eastern kingdoms, maybe he is a shipwrecked? But that doesn't explain that incredible amount of uncontrolled mana, how is he even alive? Madremar that you have thrown me, this was only a journey that the damned sabiomar had demanded, stupid traditions that I thought to eradicate if only they did not retain so much power among the people, I could not underestimate the hearts of the people that although the faith in the Light brought by close commercial ties, faith in Madremar was gaining more adherents every day, it still remained a pillar among the people of Kul tiras, holding back the desire to sigh, and thinking about what would be the best options to take,

"Your ignorance due to your young age is forgivable, but if your parents did not teach you to express yourself correctly, I do not have the patience to punish you for your insolence so you will speak with a Yes sir or No sir at the beginning of the answers you will give me, questions that you will answer with the truth if you do not want to swim with the nagas "to give more strength to his statement, an almost imperceptible stream of water began to surround the child, ready to fulfill the threat

Swallowing saliva into a sore throat, he contained the pain that this caused him and sank to the bottom the fear, surprise, along with more emotions that threatened to consume him, soon a strange calm and cold began to dominate his thoughts and with ease in a tone almost robotico replied:

"Yes sir"

" You are human ?"

"Yes sir"

"You're a child"

"Yes sir"

"How did you get to this side of the sea and your parents?"

"I don't know sir"

"Are you aware of your current situation?"

"No sir"

"Lady you number"

"I don't have one sir"

"What kind of brat doesn't have a name, did you forget?"

Looking deeply into the eyes of the mustachioed man who for some reason seemed strangely familiar to him, he did not know what to say to him, he had a name but he was no longer quite "him" the strange but vivid sense of self-insertion every time he tried to think of any of them. The memories he had filled him with fear but it was not the time for this, then he would think more calmly so with the greatest conviction he could gather he said:

"Sir, it's rude to ask the name without first saying yours" Suddenly he felt like everything went upside down and then back to the sea .... shit I don't regret it, stupid old man, I don't know how to swim, while the feeling of panic remembering he couldn't swim, another tug and he was back in the abomination, fuck

"Brat if you are not going to show a minimum of respect to your elders, the only thing you will have to blame for your untimely death will be you, I have no patience for insolent or suicidal brats, since you have no name, you will definitely be Brat It remains, I no longer want to continue wasting time so I will give you two options "taking a breath the admiral gave the statement that life would change forever the fate of this world condemned to the flame

"Live today and die later or jump deciding your destiny yourself" with a face as if it were the same grim reaper, it felt like the air was getting heavier, the child was stunned what damn choices were those and why the old man He insisted on making things more difficult for him, where are the children's services when they are needed but no, I am an adult in a man's body, I will make the most mature, rational and intelligent decision, yes like a whole adult

"Fuck you old man" I swear that was not what he meant, seriously what was wrong with me? well I was always a very childish adult, damn old man who does he think he is

Surprised by the clear suicidal instincts of the brat in front of him, the admiral wondered if it was not better to cut off his head and save future headaches, Madremar give me patience that I know I will need, he repeated this time giving more explanations for the little girl annoying shit in front of him.

"Brat shut up and realize your situation, your body will explode at any moment, if I do you the favor of letting you live in my boat I will have a potential bomb that has already cost me one of my best men" pointing to his old man Friend, he couldn't help but look at the sudden paleness that the brat took on seeing who he now knew as his savior, yet again he made that face of cold indifference, he was definitely a strange brat.

"As you can see I don't want to have a potential bomb near me, so I'll give you at least today but if tomorrow your problem with your mana persists I'll kill you myself, but you could jump and maybe find a ship with someone stupid enough like him. What do you see in front of you that he saves your life again "the admiral concluded in a fatalistic tone, he was certainly being tough when his friend's body hadn't even cooled down but the difficult decisions were never easy, that child was going to die no matter what what he did and the world did not allow mercy to those who wanted to survive in it,

"" Oh it seems that I am definitely getting old, cornering a child who will soon die but everyone should be able to decide their own destiny, their luck is already cast ", brooding bitterly, he was surprised when a voice screamed

"I will make myself useful, please I want to live" that if he did not expect it, he thought he would start crying then the surprise increased more when the cheeky brat knelt and asked for mercy

"Sir, I will be useful, please allow me to live", the boy shouted again.

"" Madremar, how low am I falling "" sighed the admiral, feeling even older than when he first cradled his first-born son, he gave him a new ultimatum

"Then make yourself useful and live one more day, but don't blame me when the inevitable happens you have until the rest of the day to deal with your problem yourself, you can check the possessions of Fared the man who gave his life for you, it's the best What can I do for you? Bye, I'm tired of this conversation. "Giving one last look at the boy, he approached the body of his old friend and went to tell his officers what had happened, he had a lot to do since convincing the rest of his sailors to give this boy a day to organize a wake, he didn't know if it would be a good or bad idea to simply have a wake for the boy and his friend, but he had no more ideas, it had been a long day.

The boy still kneeling without a trace of servitude on his face thought:

"" Okay now, how the hell did I get to that poor man's room, you damn old man, you had a hard time giving some directions ""