Chapter 32: Going to Sea (I)

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Edmund walked out of the tavern door scolding, and slammed the door with hatred, there were still some blood stains left on his fist, and he didn't care, just rubbed it on his clothes casually, wiping the blood away.

It's been nearly a year since Edmund went to sea, but now he can't even pull up a team, and he still wanders around like a lone ranger, which makes him a little impetuous.

Edmund was too young, and not as scheming and frizzy as Becker, and he had no experience at sea that could be seen by almost anyone, so he wanted to be a captain and find a group of brilliant people to form his own pirate group, but he was met with distrustful eyes.

Few people who have been begging for a living at sea for a while will be willing to board the ship of an inexperienced rookie captain, and in the sea where conditions are frequent, it is a joke on their own lives, not to mention that Edmund does not even have his own boat now.

At the beginning, the fantasy was so easy, I felt that as long as I was good, it should be easy to pull up the team, until I practiced Edmond in person, I didn't know that going to sea was not an easy thing, and he didn't want to go back to Frost Moon Village, so during this time, the irritable Edmond didn't fight, just now he went to the tavern to find someone, but was ridiculed by several old sailors, Edmund naturally didn't say a word and invited the other party to eat an old fist.

Edmund, who was walking down the street, seemed to dissipate some of his anger as he beat someone and slammed the door into his arms, taking out a bag of fried fish and eating it as he walked, while trying to figure out how to pull the line up.

Edmund walked for a while, thought about it for a long time, and didn't come up with any good way, and finally felt that if he wanted to pull up the team, he still had to fall to his only battle - swordsmanship, and he also fought a few battles, and he was famous, and it would be much easier to pull people into the gang.

Thinking like this, Edmund suddenly heard some commotion behind him, and he looked back to see several people in uniform and holding ten hands in the distance running towards him menacingly.

When the group saw Edmund turn around, one of them shouted, "He's the one who's making trouble in the tavern and says he's a pirate!" ”

"Catch him!"

Seeing this, Edmund hurriedly put the fried fish back in his arms, stuffed his head, and ran away.

Although Edmund was unwilling to hurt the innocent and clash with the sheriff who maintained the peace and order in the town, he had learned the sword for many years after all, and neither his fighting skills nor physical strength could be compared to ordinary people.

He didn't want to go back to the street, but when he saw an alley not far away, he went in.

As soon as Edmund entered the alley, he stopped, frowning slightly.

In the alley, several strong men were beating a thin figure lying on the ground with rolling pins and wooden sticks, and the hard wooden sticks hit the person with full force, making a muffled sound that made people sore.

"Hit!" "Shoot him!"

Several strong men shouted and scolded in a low voice while beating, and the thin figure on the ground was powerless to resist, so he could only hold his head with both hands to protect his body, hunched over, lying on the ground, and trying to let the attack fall on his back or shoulder, but what made Edmund glance was that the beaten man bit his lip from beginning to end, did not scream and beg for mercy, at most he snorted a few times, indicating that the person was still alive.

"Stop!" Edmund couldn't see what was happening before him, so he shouted to stop him.

Several strong men looked back at Edmund, and one of the leaders looked at Edmund's young face and said viciously, "It's none of your business." ”

"What's none of my business? I can't stand you guys beating up a little kid. ”

"He's a thief!"

Edmund was stunned for a moment, glanced at the little boy covered in bruises, and then said to the man: "A thief can't fight like this, if he continues to fight like this, he will die." ”

"He's a repeat offender!" The leader said, and whipped a stick in hatred.

"What did he steal from you?"

"The bread in our shop!"

Edmund cursed, and then said, "Isn't it a precious thing, and you will beat him to death for stealing bread?" ”

Edmund didn't lower his voice when he scolded, the leader was furious when he heard it, and his accomplices around him also said angrily: "You talk so much nonsense, are you an accomplice of the thief!" ”

Edmund was in a bad mood when he was being chased, and he didn't have anything good to say when he heard the words: "Fart!" What bread in your store is so good that it's worth stealing? ”

Edmund's words added fuel to the fire, and the leading man said directly to his companion: "He must be an accomplice, catch him!" ”

A group of strong men didn't care about the thieves on the ground at this time, they all stared at Edmund with wooden sticks, but because they saw the knife on Edmund's waist, they didn't dare to do it for the time being.

"You go to the street and call someone!" The leading man, seeing that his companion was also wary of Edmund with the sword, gave an order to one of his accomplices.

Edmund naturally didn't want them to go to the street to make a big deal out of it, and when he saw that it couldn't be good, he decided to solve it quickly, and he didn't use a knife, so he rushed directly to a group of guys in the bakery, and used a knife to cut or poke, and knocked over a group of strong men who had no training at all, and lay on the ground and snorted.

Edmund walked up to the thin figure again, stretched out his foot and kicked lightly, he was also a little unhappy with this inexplicable conflict, so he did not have a good attitude towards the source of the conflict: "Are you still alive?" ”

The boy lying on the ground snorted and struggled a few times before slowly sitting up, first at the strong man lying on the ground, and then at Edmund, who was unscathed, with a hint of obvious awe on his face.

Edmund was somewhat impressed by the little boy's expression, and he took the opportunity to look at the other man, and saw that the little boy was twelve or thirteen years old, his hair was quite long, but dirty and messy, and his face was colorful mixed with nosebleeds, thick phlegm, flour, mud, and dredging and other messy marks, and the clothes on his body were as dirty and messy as the boy's hair, and the size of the clothes was seriously inconsistent with the owner, much larger, and the body of the boy made him even more thin and small.

The little boy looked so pitiful, Edmond's anger dissipated a lot, and he wanted to say something, but he saw that the little boy seemed to think of something at this time, groped in his arms, took out a small piece of bread, hesitated for a moment, and finally held it with both hands, and reluctantly handed it to Edmund.

Edmund pouted, the other party was dirty, he wouldn't eat this bread.

Seeing Edmund's refusal, the little boy was overjoyed, and in three or two strokes he shoved the bread into his mouth, and his cheeks were puffed up like a squirrel, and he chewed hard.

The boy sucked his finger after eating the bread, and Edmund threw him a bag of fried fish in his arms.

The boy gratefully took the fried fish, turned into a squirrel again, his mouth was full, and he barely spoke: "Thank you, thank you." ”

The little boy's Edmund was a little hungry, so he quickly shifted his attention and asked, "What about your family?" ”

The little boy didn't have any expression, and continued to chew, and said indistinctly, "I don't know, I'm dead, right?" I've never seen them. ”

Edmund touched his head a little embarrassed, not knowing what to say.

"Can I follow you in the future?" The little boy looked at Edmund's face and suddenly asked.

Edmund pointed to his nose strangely, "Follow me?" Why? ”

The little boy said as a matter of course: "You saved me and gave me food, and your skills are so good, you will definitely have food in the future, and you will not be bullied." ”

Edmund glanced up and down at the other party's thin body and asked, "You don't know what I'm doing, so you want to follow me?" I'm a pirate. ”

"You're a pirate?" When the little boy heard this, he looked at Edmund with even more admiration, "Great, I've always dreamed of being a pirate since I was a child!" Are you a pirate captain? No wonder it's so at stake. ”

The little boy's words made Ed's face look proud, especially the other party's look of worship and awe.

Edmund rubbed his chin and looked at the little boy with an adoring face, and recalled in his mind the distrust and doubts of the old fritters at sea who had recruited people in the past, and suddenly had a new idea of how to set up a team faster.