Brandt raised his head slightly, and the harsh sunlight penetrated mercilessly, making him dizzy. He couldn't remember how many days it had been tied to the mast, maybe the next day, maybe the fifth, or maybe a week had passed, and wasn't it approaching Queenstown? Impossible, the ship is too big, not so fast, according to Brandt's initial inference, the "Roaring Giant" should be half a month before it reaches the Midsummer Country on the other side of the Silent Sea, but what is the noise in the ears? Not the cries of fishermen, nor the squeambling of prostitutes, Brant raised his head and looked through the thin line between his swollen eyelids, ha, what a wonderful irony, pirates had come to the ship.

Three pirate ships surrounded the Roaring Giant, and the Roaring Giant rushed forward, its bow splitting through the turbulent green waters. The smaller pirate ship ahead was turning, oars lapping against the sea, red skeletons on black sails hunting and fluttering in the sea breeze, drums beating to the rhythm of battle. The Roaring Giant slammed into her side, so hard that half of the sailors who were ready to take on the broadside fell. The oars crackled and snapped, like the wailing of hellhounds in Brandt's ears.

The pirate captain jumped over the gunwale and landed on the deck below, his black cape waving behind him. The sailors retreated from the heavily armed pirates with sea monster helmets on their heads. They clung to the only weapons they could find on the deck, ropes, poles, and axes, but nine of the ten wore no armor, and the rest wore only stitched scales.

Two more hits followed, and Brant was nearly thrown off the mast.

Pirates leapt onto the Roaring Giant from all directions, and some even climbed high poles to swing to this side with the help of ropes, and Brandt listened to the sound of the wind in his ears and mentally counted the number of enemies.

The pirate captain had a large head and a large round face, which made him appear thin and small in comparison, making one wonder if the bones of the body could support the big head, and the big round face had a smile on it, and the white teeth glittered in stark contrast to his black skin and dark eyes; And the captain of the "Roaring Giant" is much more powerful, of course, it is not much used, Captain Julius has a pretty face, successfully inherited the good genes and inheritance of his parents, is as tall as an iron tower, but has an innate sluggishness, it is almost difficult to maintain balance on the bumpy armor, let alone fighting, Brant has not fought him, but he is absolutely convinced that he can't live three tricks in the hands of the pirate captain.

"Yo, this little girl looks good!" The pirate captain stretched out his cutlass and slashed across from Julius.

In the face of such an insult, Julius trembled with anger, "Report your name!" You damn pirate! ”

"Listen up, boy, I'm Captain Houdini of the Ale City-State, if you're interested, lay down your arms, and I'll probably consider giving you a good death after you enough."

"Phew!" Julius spat on the deck, "Guys, kill me!" "Say a sword and stab!

The scuffle begins.

The pirates, who were well-armed and risked for their treasures, quickly took the top, and in the blink of an eye Houdini cut off the arm of the first, slicing the shoulder of the second, and the third slashed the axe into his pine shield, and he backhanded the shield into the face of the fool, knocking it over, and then slamming it down as he tried to stand up. He was struggling to pull the axe out of the dead man's ribs, and a spear poked between his shoulder blades, it was Julius, this kid would have attacked the enemy as well, Brandt cried out that it was not good, only to see Houdini turn around and slash at the captain's head, the iron blade split the hat, hair, and skull, the handsome captain of the "Roaring Giant" shook slightly, and when Houdini withdrew the scimitar, the body fell on all sides on the deck, looking more drunk than dead.

More pirates have jumped with their captains onto the attacked ships. Brandt hears a howl from Broken Sleeve Lace, and catches a glimpse of First Officer Chemido in rusty armor as he throws a spinning axe that strikes the enemy in the chest.

There were screams and the clashing of iron, and Brant felt like he had been forgotten by death.

The ship's blacksmith, Inzatu, rushed towards Houdini with his bull-like shoulder, and he slammed his right shoulder directly into the diminutive Houdini, but the pirate captain stood up and slashed his head in half with a slash back. "Well done." Houdini wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, returned to the blacksmith and pulled out the axe, the blacksmith's head seemed to burst, bones, blood and spills everywhere, and the body fell down and leaned on his lap.

At this time, the sea is like a pot of stew, dotted with countless corpses, broken oars, and people on the wreckage. From Brant's height, the deck was covered in blood, like a rag stained with flies.

"Why?" The undead first mate reached out his only remaining hand and grabbed Houdini's gaze into the void, he wondered where the treasure on his ship was rich except for the nominal idiot captain.

Houdini left the aftermath in the hands of his men and assigned twelve sailors to serve as crew members. "Seize the captives' weapons, bandage their wounds, and throw the dying into the sea. If anyone begs for mercy, cut his throat first. He instructed one of his one-eyed pirates, "Go to the bottom of the warehouse and search me carefully!" Then he walked slowly and methodically to Chemidus, "Don't you know what treasures you have in your own ship?" ”

"I don't know." Kemidu gritted his teeth and replied, he was almost dying, a large transparent hole was scratched out of his chest by the flying tiger's claws, his magic was to calm the wind and waves, but at this time it was completely useless, "Please let me die and let the whole ship die!" ”

"There's an eyeliner that says you have a treasure on board that is more valuable than the gold diamond from the Barblan mines." Houdini looked around at the dead bodies with contempt, "Whether they are alive or dead, of course, preferably dead - they can be sold for a good price in the Land of Wine Valley." Despite the sun's burn, Brandt shivered - they were looking for me!

"You mean...... Is it a person? ”

Of course, you idiot. Brant thought.

You all are! If you hadn't been suspicious of me and tied me here a few days ago, you wouldn't have died!

"Speak," Houdini said, sticking his cutlass under Kmidu's neck, "where is the kid who got on the boat from Broken Bone!" ”

Brandt rushed out "Here", trying to save the first mate's life, when the one-eyed pirate's voice came from the cabin, "Here! Got it! Don't run! ”

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