The Pirate King's Daughter - Chapter 1

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Episode 1
The Birth of the Pirate King!
Three hundred years have passed since the execution of the last pirate king.
And now, a successor has appeared.
The moment she emerges, backed by towering waves, the battle ends.
A single bullet sits in the Revolver’s chamber.
It splits the sea and surges forward, toppling hundreds of enemies.
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Her name is
Tatiana
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Captain of the Jellyfish Pirates, master of the seas.
Whoosh—the newspaper tumbled past.
Five pages attached in total.
At the top lay a Wanted Poster marked with ‘WANTED’.
The first page bore a portrait of the newspaper’s subject—’Tatiana’—and a sum of gold.
Her brilliant blonde hair and radiant smile made her look less like a pirate king and more like a nobly raised aristocrat.
“Ten thousand gold coins!”
Someone cried out.
The woman sitting on the café terrace flinched at her shoulders. She drew the newspaper up over her head, hiding her face.
“Ten thousand for a first bounty—astronomical!”
“Pirate king, pirate king. Even if another zero were added, it’d hardly be surprising.”
“But she doesn’t look the part at all. Too refined to be a pirate, wouldn’t you say?”
“Now, my friend, does appearance matter? This fiend destroyed an entire pirate crew with a single shot from her Revolver.”
The woman listening to the conversation slipped quietly from her seat while keeping the newspaper raised.
A transparent sky-blue Jellyfish that had been on the table fluttered up and landed on her shoulder, its long tentacles gathering her blonde hair to cloak itself.
It was then.
“Tatiana!”
Someone called the pirate king’s name.
Simultaneously, military boots thundered against the ground. The sound came with enormous force, like a cavalry charge advancing.
‘Please, just go away.’
The woman pressed her face hard against the newspaper.
“Tatiana, here!”
But one of the four men being chased by the Navy waved toward her.
“You crazy bastard—I’m really going to kill you.”
The woman spat a curse, threw down the newspaper, and bolted.
Beneath a clear, brilliant sky, the pursuit between the pirate king and the Navy began.
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The pitching of the waves made my stomach churn.
“Ugh…”
I let out a groan, then my eyes snapped open with a terrible premonition.
Thick iron bars stood in tight rows before me. Heavy Shackles bound my wrists.
Being in a prison wasn’t shocking. It was what I’d expected.
, the novel I’d read before my untimely death in South Korea.
After I died, a Fallen Angel stole my soul, and I was Possessed into this novel.
And today was the day after the Empress threw the Crown Prince, her stepson, and the nobles supporting him into the Black Sea—a sea where no living thing could survive.
But we survived, and while I was unconscious, we were captured by pirates and locked in a brig.
Thud-thud-thud!
Above, I heard the sound of something rolling across the wooden deck.
“Damn!”
Without hesitation, I sprang up and rushed out of the prison.
The iron door stood wide open, and the Crown Prince had vanished without a trace. It was exactly as the Original Work described. That meant he’d caused a major disaster above.
Gasping for breath, I bounded up the stairs, and bright sunlight struck my face.
“Ugh.”
Between my squinting eyes, I glimpsed a silver-haired man attempting to throw a pirate overboard.
“Wait!”
That precious figure who would guide me to land.
He was the one sailor who would ensure that landlubbers wouldn’t starve wandering the open sea.
Splash!
Despite my desperate cry, the Crown Prince hurled the pirate overboard without hesitation.
But I couldn’t give up like this.
I scrambled to the rail and peered down. All that remained of the man was a circular ripple spreading across the water.
“Hey, pirate! I’ll lower a ladder, so—argh!”
I was leaning far out over the rail, calling down to the pirate who’d just vanished, when a rough hand seized my arm and yanked me back.
“Have you finally lost your mind?”
As my eyes adjusted to the sunlight, the face of my assailant came into focus.
Keith Elianus. In the original Reverse Harem novel, he was a worthless male protagonist who failed to recognize his own feelings and wounded the heroine.
And he was the man I’d broken my engagement with.
“If you don’t want to drown in the sea, you’d do well to stop there, Noble Lady. I have no intention of fishing you out.”
His brow furrowed deep, Keith released my arm as if shaking off something filthy.
His own hands were bound by Shackles, but the Iron Chain connecting them had been severed.
I suppose he pulled me back out of a bare minimum of propriety. His crimson eyes were filled with contempt.
“So you think starvation is preferable to drowning?”
I decided to just lash out.
“What?”
Keith’s eyebrow twitched at my mocking tone.
“Why did you so recklessly kill all the pirates in the middle of the sea with no plan? I thought you only knew how to use a sword on land, but it seems you’ve studied Navigation too?”
Only then did Keith hurriedly look around.
All there was to see would be blue sea and clear sky. If there were a seagull crying for shrimp crackers, perhaps, but otherwise nothing.
“…I admit it was a mistake. But it was unavoidable.”
“What situation was unavoidable?”
“Is that important now? Finding a way to survive is the priority.”
So the man who’d already made excuses wanted to move on.
I wasn’t pleased, but I saw no point in pressing further. I had a backup plan anyway.
“First, I need to free myself from these.”
I held up both hands to show him.
Unlike Keith, who’d broken his Iron Chain, I was still completely restrained.
“The Key is probably in the captain’s quarters or the Navigation room. I’ll check the second deck, so you check the first.”
Keith regarded me with an odd expression at my quick action.
But I ignored him and climbed the stairs toward the upper aft deck. Then I went straight into the Navigation room and opened the drawer in the left corner.
“It’s really here.”
I pulled out a dark Key, inserted it into the lock, and it turned easily. With my wrists freed, there came a metallic clink as the Shackles fell.
Next, I went to the central table, picked up a Compass, and studied an old Sea Chart.
“He said north for sure…”
The place where the other male protagonists were.
I’d been Possessed into this world six months ago, and the Fallen Angel had made one request of me.
In the original work, it took the protagonists two years to return to the Empire.
ended with their triumphant return, but what came after in reality was the end of the world.
The demons who killed us upon our arrival at the Empire betrayed the Empress and grew their power until they became the apex predators of this world.
So the Fallen Angel asked me to cut the voyage time down to one year.
‘I naturally refused at first.’
But the damned creature exhausted all his power and couldn’t send me back to my original world. He told me the world would be destroyed, so I’d die anyway, and asked me to be accommodating.
As if I had a choice.
‘Shameless bastard.’
In the end, I had no choice but to prepare for an efficient voyage without wasting time.
And one part of that plan was today—to ensure that Keith and the other protagonists could meet quickly without drifting aimlessly at sea.
“Found it.”
The moment I located my destination on the Sea Chart, Keith burst into the Navigation room.
“Noble Lady!”
He seized my arm, snatched the Compass from my hand, and pushed me as if to knock me away from the Sea Chart.
“Ugh!”
My thin frame gave way easily, and I struck the drawer cabinet.
“What are you doing?”
Keith stopped short with a startled expression, as if surprised by my harder collision. But immediately after, without a word of apology, he spoke sharply.
“I should be asking you. Were you sent by the Empress? Where exactly are you trying to take me? Tell me now.”
He seemed to think I’d been secretly looking at the Sea Chart.
“Sent by? That’s ridiculous.”
“What…?”
When I scoffed, Keith stared at me with his mouth hanging open, as if witnessing insubordination for the first time.
“We need to get to land anyway, don’t we? So I was just looking at the chart.”
“Ha—that Lady Frey would…?”
Keith let out a hollow laugh as if he’d heard something absurd.
I understood. Lady Frey was a spoiled brat who didn’t lift a finger except when striking a handmaid.
Which meant that while I was locked in the Underground Prison for eight years under my father’s watch because I supposedly supported that tyrant, it was that spoiled Noble Lady who walked around impersonating me—a demon in my skin.
“Then look at it yourself and chart your own course.”
Keith examined the Sea Chart and Compass cautiously, though it wouldn’t matter—he couldn’t even steer a ship.
‘If it’s already like this, how am I going to manage going forward?’
The original me had been so mentally broken by long confinement that she could do nothing, so she didn’t attract this kind of suspicion.
I’d expected him to find the personality change suspicious, but not to this degree.
“The map is strange.”

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