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"…Guilty. Of robbery on the seas, plundering, murder-"the judge says before he is interrupted."Now, wait there a sec judge. Tha wasn't any of my fault! That's all on the Spanish bastard!" Arthur shouts at the judge. The people watching the trail shouts and booed at the mention of the Spanish pirate."Quiet! Quiet! Order in the court!" and with that, the crowd calms down."Continuing on with the charges of Arthur Kirkland. Guilty, of piracy." The judge spits out the word like a curse."To the guillotine. Four days' time at noon." The judge finalizes while throwing down the hammer.And the crowd cheered at the announcement of his death, but of c...

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