Chapter 149 Miss Fortune's Shock
Sarah also noticed the chaos going on.
But she did not stop her men.
Because, in Sarah's opinion, the attitude the sailors showed towards those "prostitutes" was... normal.
Even though Sarah herself is a woman, she didn't think there was anything wrong with this scene.
As for prostitutes... isn't it right for them to be discriminated against?
As for the sailors' insulting remarks full of machismo and no respect for women, to Sarah, this was nothing out of the ordinary.
Sailing is a man's world.
Pirates are generally rough men with little education. They work hard to make money all day long. Who would care about manners?
The reason why Miss Fortune was able to make a name for herself on the sea was not because of her strong charm, which turned her subordinates into gentlemen who respected women.
It was because she acted decisively, with a rough style and ruthless methods, and behaved more manly than any man, that her subordinates ignored her feminine appearance and respected her wholeheartedly.
In the world of pirates, respect has to be earned by oneself.
Asking these unruly pirates to apologize to a bunch of lowly prostitutes is almost a naked humiliation.
So Sarah let her subordinates do what they wanted.
She was also very curious about what basis the brave girl had to stand up and say, "The world has changed."
"What did you say?!" At this time, the pirates were so angry that they pointed their guns at Lina and said, "Isn't I nobler than them?"
"Just them? A bunch of bitches?"
The way the pirates of Bilgewater speak is no better than the Zaun dialect.
Lina didn't argue with them.
She carefully looked at the pirates' shabby clothes and the guns in their hands, and then asked:
"You look down on prostitutes, so what do you do?"
"I'm a sailor!" the pirates snorted.
"Sailor?" Lina glanced at the bulging money bags hanging around their waists indifferently: "Can ordinary sailors have so much money?"
"I think you are probably pirates doing a business without capital at sea?"
"So what?" Now that their secret had been exposed, the pirates stopped pretending.
Anyway, Piltover's law enforcement officers are not responsible for catching pirates.
Moreover, Piltover emphasizes money above all else, and Runeterra emphasizes that the strong are respected.
As long as you have money and guns, even if you are a pirate or a robber, you can still walk on the street with dignity!
"We are indeed pirates, but so what? Aren't pirates nobler than you chickens?" The pirates were quite proud of this.
They thought that Lina would be choked and speechless, or become so angry and embarrassed that she would cry and curse.
But Lina looked at them with sympathy.
Yes, she was sympathizing.
"Are you all... willing to be pirates?" Lina suddenly asked.
"I..." The pirates fell silent.
They subconsciously thought of their past.
How... did they become pirates?
Voluntary? Joke.
If life is good, people will become pirates voluntarily only if they are crazy.
Some of them are unemployed workers in Zaun, some are cannon fodder deserters in Noxus, some are bankrupt tenants in Demacia, some are hostages and slaves who were looted and taken aboard ships in Ionia, and some are tribal refugees who can't survive in the Shurima Desert...
Everyone goes to sea because they can't survive and have no choice.
"Is life at sea good?" Lina asked at the right time .
The pirates were even more speechless.
How can life at sea be easy?
Don't be fooled by the fact that they now have huge amounts of money and look very cool showing off their wealth on the streets.
But these were earned by the pirates at the cost of their lives.
They spend money lavishly because they have no idea how long they can live - rather than die with money left over, it is better to enjoy life while it lasts.
Of the brothers who sailed with them back then, countless have now died from disease, waves, storms, and the enemy's swords and gunpowder.
This kind of life of being exposed to wind and rain and living in uncertainty at any time is not easy at all.
“Look…” Lina sighed softly: “You guys are not having an easy time either.”
"You have no choice but to become pirates."
"If that's the case, why do you think they have an easy life, that they make money easily, and that they do this job voluntarily?"
"We are all suffering people, so who is nobler than who?"
“……” The pirates were silent for a while.
Lina opened up a whole new perspective for them.
There is no distinction between pirates and prostitutes, nor between men and women.
Putting aside all external occupations, genders, and identities, we are all suffering people.
We are all suffering people, so why do we discriminate against each other and exclude each other?
"Could it be that we are wrong..."
"No!" The pirates suddenly woke up:
This little girl is really good at talking and almost fooled them.
Having said so much, a prostitute is a prostitute, she is someone who sells herself.
They have money and guns, so why should they apologize to a bunch of prostitutes just for saying a few common dirty words?
The pirates didn't buy the reflection tickets.
They have no habit of reflection.
The fact that Lina's few words touched upon the core of their issue, and after some careful reflection, it was considered that these pirates still had some conscience.
"That's enough! Anyway, we are not apologizing!"
"You too...if you don't want to sell, then don't stand on the street, huh!"
The pirates glared at Lina fiercely and teased her maliciously:
"Girl, you look pretty..."
"Why, are you the new top star?"
Lina ignored their provocation.
But the female cleaners who had remained silent became angry because of this sentence.
"Asshole! Don't talk nonsense!"
"Lina...she is different from us! She is..."
The women workers were furious and wanted to defend Lina.
But Kelina stopped them and said, "I told you, there is nothing different between us. If you still think so, then you can't become a true leader."
"Leader..." Sarah on the side couldn't help but raise her eyebrows.
Only then did she notice that the cleaning ladies' uniforms also had the Bluebird logo of the Leaders Association printed on them.
These prostitutes are actually the leaders?
In other words, the big customer who spent a huge sum of money to invite her here actually hired a prostitute?
Sarah couldn't understand this at all.
Leader, what kind of organization is this?
Lina's words to the workers seemed to be a response:
“We leaders believe that everyone is equal in personality.”
"And if I hadn't had Janna's protection, I would have been sold to a brothel by the Iron Fist Gang because of loan sharking."
"So whether it's you or me, we are all suffering people, so who is nobler than who?"
“But…” The female workers still had tears in their eyes: “We are…not clean anymore.”
"Lena, you shouldn't be thought of as being with us."
There is certainly no chastity culture in the Twin Cities.
But in the eyes of the public, prostitutes are still unclean.
Even though they have been rescued and have been working to support themselves for a long time, they still cannot hold their heads up in front of others.
In fact, after being rescued by the leader, these women were even more afraid to see people than before.
Before this, some of them had been tortured by reality to the point of losing their sense of shame, and lived helplessly with the muddle-headed mentality of "I am a whore".
But after being rescued, they lived like human beings, and the shame of being human began to reappear in them.
Therefore, after these female workers gained a new life, they generally dared not mention their past lives.
Just like now... after their identities were ruthlessly revealed, facing these pirates who humiliated them in public, facing these guests who had bullied them in the past, they dared not say a word.
"Alas." Lina sighed deeply.
She understood that the leader had been working in the wrong direction these days.
The leaders have been trying hard to tell them that the world has changed, they are free, and they can stand up.
But the world has really changed. Can they really stand up?
No, the leader's struggle is far from successful.
Therefore, it is useless to just educate and encourage these women workers.
Leaders must create a world where these suffering women can truly hold their heads high and stand up again without discrimination.
"Then let's start from now on—" Lina's eyes were filled with anger.
She looked at the pirates who were causing trouble rudely and said to them, "I hope you will apologize to everyone now, otherwise..."
"What else?" The pirates grinned nonchalantly.
"Otherwise we will beat you to the ground!" Lina replied coldly.
"Huh?" The pirates were slightly stunned.
Then there was a burst of laughter: "Hahahaha..."
Some of them even looked at the worker named Ke Liya beside Lina with a bad look:
"Ke Liya, you little sisters are going to fight with us brothers?"
“Hahahaha… I’ve already experienced how strong you are in bed… Hahahaha…”
"Come on!" The sailor patted his chest arrogantly. "Kelia, I'll stand here and let you hit me. If you can hurt me, we'll kneel down and apologize to you. How about that?"
Lina couldn't hold back any longer: "Do it!"
She even specifically called out Ke Liya's name: "Ke Liya, come here!"
"I..." Ke Liya was still a little hesitant.
But Lina asked her: "Do you really want to be trapped in the past for the rest of your life, Kolya?"
"Stand up! On your own, stand up!"
“Believe in yourself—you can do it!”
As she spoke, Lina began to sing amid the puzzled looks of the pirates.
"I..." Ke Liya's eyes gradually changed.
The expressions of the female workers also changed.
She sang, and they all sang.
Even the passers-by around were singing.
"Hey, hey...what's going on?" Sarah didn't understand.
Her arrogant and defiant subordinates simply thought these women were crazy.
The sailor still held his chest high, showing off his big muscles, and looked at everyone with a mocking look.
At this time, Ke Liya walked up to him.
Facing this old prostitute who seemed to have walked out of her darkest memory, she raised her fist with a determined look, and then:
"Janna is above!"
Amid the singing, a breeze blew over everyone.
The breeze gathered around Kolya and wrapped around her fist like a whirlwind.
Finally, she punched out.
The sailor screamed and flew backwards in the strong wind. He flew more than ten meters before finally landing on the ground with a bang.
"What?!" Sarah's eyes widened in disbelief.
Her subordinates were even more shocked.
They looked at these prostitutes whom they despised with shock and confusion:
"You, you are all mages?"
"No." They answered in unison: "We are... the leaders!"