Chapter 33: Going to Sea (Part II)
Chapter 33: Going to Sea (Part II)
"Well, you're not mistaken, I'm indeed the captain of the pirates," Edmund thought for a moment, then said to the boy, "You can follow me from now on, as part of my crew." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ο½ο½ο½Uο½Eγ ο½ο½ο½ο½β
The little boy cheered when he heard this, and then he was involved in the wound, grinning in pain, but then he responded happily: "Yes! Captain! β
"What's your name?"
"My name is Oliver, Captain!"
"What's the last name?"
"I don't know, Captain."
Captain Oliver's call to Edmund was very happy, and Edmund waved his hand in a very general manner, and motioned to the only of his men, "Follow me, Oliver!" β
After he finished speaking, he turned around and tried to walk out of the alley first.
With the first little brother, Edmund was a little high-spirited, but when he walked a few steps, he didn't hear footsteps coming, and Oliver didn't respond, so he turned around strangely, just in time to see his new little brother Oliver picking up a wooden stick, raising his hands high, and swinging it fiercely at a strong man lying on the ground.
Syllable!
Oliver's face was mixed with blood and dirt, his face was distorted, with obvious resentment, and he smashed a stick into the mouth of the strong man who had lost his combat strength, smashing the opponent's mouth full of blood, broken teeth, and screaming miserably.
Oliver didn't stop, and immediately raised the stick again, aimed at the opponent's temple, and slammed it down.
This time Edmund had come to his senses, and came to Oliver with an arrow, grabbed the stick, and asked with a not very good face, "What are you doing?" β
Oliver's expression at this time was no longer so pitiful in Edmund's eyes, but looked a little hideous, he dragged the wooden stick that Edmund was holding tightly in his hand, did not move, and said: "Captain, these people almost killed me just now, I want to give them some color to see, anyway, I want to be a pirate, and I am not afraid of anything." β
When Edmund heard this, he re-examined Oliver, and saw that the other party was still staring at the man lying on the ground with resentful eyes, and couldn't help but sigh and said, "Don't fight, follow me." β
The little boy looked quite unwilling, but he still obeyed Edmund's words, dropped the stick, and followed Edmund out of the alley.
As Edmund walked, he looked down in thought, thinking of the little boy Oliver's resentful expression just now, thinking of Becker's words, and thinking of the mixed pirates, and his heart sank.
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In the year 1506 of the Haiyuan calendar, the East China Sea, Frost Moon Village, Yixin Dojo.
Becker sat on the steps of the house, hiding in the shadow of the room, looking down at a heavy book, which he read with great fascination, and occasionally picked up a pen to write and draw on a note.
There were also a few thick books next to his buttocks, and not far away, the snail-like telephone bug named "Watson" by Becker was slowly eating lettuce, and staring at the tiptoeing Guina holding a small twig and reaching out to him like a thief.
Guina lay on the steps, carefully poked Watson lightly with a branch, saw Watson ignore him, his eyes rolled, and he used a branch to pick up the lettuce that Watson had brought to his mouth, several times in a row, Watson finally couldn't help it, glared at Guina, waved his short hands indiscriminately, and screamed angrily.
Becker came back to his senses when he heard the voice, put away the noisy Watson, looked at Guina, who was so bored that he teased the phone bug, and said, "Why didn't you go to sword practice?" β
Guina saw that Becker put away Watson and had no target to tease, so she threw away the branch, and after hearing Becker's question, she pouted and said: "I don't want Pattinson to teach, he always murders me, I want you to teach me to practice swords." β
Koshiro is a very upright person, and Becker doesn't know what he thinks, he would rather open a small stove for himself as an ordinary disciple than a small stove for his own daughter, and usually let his daughter learn swords from the senior brother in the advanced dojo like other dojo disciples, at most, he arranged for Gu Ina to teach Pattinson who would let him learn swords for a longer time.
But Pattinson is more old-fashioned and stern, and in the eyes of Guina, who is only seven years old, he is naturally not as amiable as Becker, who is always smiling, even if Pattinson's foundation is far more solid than Becker's, and his teaching experience is better.
Becker actually didn't like teaching Guina very much, and felt that he would delay his own study, but he was a good person, so he naturally didn't want to offend the children of the leader and expose his inner thoughts, so he coaxed: "Senior Brother Pattinson has been learning swords in the dojo for a longer time than you, and he has a lot of experience, isn't it much better for you to learn swords with him than with me?" β
"Haven't you been in the dojo for almost five years? There are few people in the dojo who are your opponents now, you learn swords so fast, and you must be better at teaching people than Pattinson, and I must be able to learn swords quickly when I learn swords from you. Guina said as a matter of course.
"These are two different things." Becker smiled and told the truth.
In addition to the fact that he learns swords quickly because of his high physical talent, the more important thing is that he has the self-control of an adult, unlike other young people in the dojo who are playful, and he will not relax his training as long as no one pushes him on.
Although it is said that it is so, it is always beneficial and harmless to get closer to the children of the leader, and Becker saw that Guina seemed to be a little unhappy that he had been rejected several times, so he said: "But if you really want me to teach, you can do it." β
"Hah!" Guina suddenly laughed happily and said angrily: "Then you fold a frog for me first!" β
"Learn the sword, learn the sword, what frog do you want?"
"This is a reward for me for taking the initiative to learn the sword!"
Becker closed the book, gently smashed Guina's head, and said with a smile: "You will be rewarded for learning well." β
Becker picked up the other books and was about to put them away and find another place to teach Guina how to practice swords, when he saw a little boy in a training uniform running over in the distance, panting.
Becker has supplemented nutrition in recent years, and has exercised regularly, and he is already quite tall, this young boy came to him at this time, wiped his sweat, and then tilted his head and said: "Senior Brother Becker, there are two strangers at the gate, saying that they are looking for you. β
Becker is a little strange, he doesn't know many people, if Tony is looking for him, he can naturally contact him in advance with a phone bug, and the students in the dojo of the HonorΓ© Tavern basically know each other.
Becker sent Gouna to help him read the book for a while, and he himself walked to the gate with the little brother who had come to tell the news.
When he arrived at the gate, Becker saw two haggard young men from a distance, both of whom looked no more than thirteen years old, who seemed to have not rested for several days, and their eyes were bloodshot, all of them with two large dark circles.
Becker had never seen these two teenagers before, and when he came to them, he asked a little strangely, "What are you two looking for me?" β
The two teenagers looked at each other, and then one of them asked excitedly, "You are Morgan. Becker? β
Becker squinted his eyes and nodded slowly, and looked at the two of them carefully, the young man who spoke looked a little more mature than his companion, his black hair was slightly curly, the excitement on his face did not seem to be fake, and he seemed to be relieved to see him for some reason.
Seeing Becker nodding his head to admit his identity, the two teenagers became even more excited, and one of them suddenly burst into tears.
Becker was confused, and the boy who had spoken earlier then unravel Becker's confusion.
The black-haired young man also had red eyes, a look of forbearance and grief, and said with difficulty: "Mr. Becker, the two of us are the crew of Captain Edmund, and he sent you a letter, Captain Edmond ......, he was killed. β
The boy couldn't bear it anymore when he said this, and he began to cry.
Becker was stunned.