Steel Knife is indeed a tough man.

This point, Galen confirms from his own experience bar:

Steel Knife alone provided more experience points than the dozen or so pirate minions who died under Galen's greatsword combined.

Galen didn't need much experience to level up in the early stage, so his level logo changed from 2 to 3 in an instant.

The third learnable skill is lit up:

[Courage]: "Galen reinforces his courage for 6 seconds, reducing damage taken by 40% during this time." ”

This skill is also slightly different from the skill effect in the original game, simple and powerful.

Galen happily accepted this self-defense skill, and then set his slightly murderous gaze on the remaining pirate minions.

A man who had just been shot through the heart by a bullet and had his throat slit by a blade, wearing armor soaked in scarlet blood, holding in his hand the great sword that had just stabbed his boss to death, looked at him from a distance...

"Hell!"

The minions reacted most realistically.

Their legs were limp, their faces were pale, and they did not dare to move.

There is a minion who has a better psychological quality, he regained control of his body in an instant, and fled frantically like a lost dog.

"Hundred Steps Flying Sword!"

Galen unceremoniously used his ancestor's stunt again.

The flying sword smashed the escaped minion into pulp on the spot, and Galen once again gained a small amount of experience points.

Galen stretched out his hand to withdraw his greatsword out of thin air, and said to the rest of the completely frightened minions:

"Come out and mix, sooner or later you have to pay it back."

"Want to run away? Ask me about the big sword in my hand first! ”

The minions looked at each other, and they had no courage in their hearts.

They knelt down in unison, and said tremblingly:

"We're not running, we're not running!"

"Knight, spare your life!"

Seeing this, Galen also slowly carried the big sword back on his shoulder.

Although these minions are all alive experience points, since the other party is tied up, Galen is not willing to kill more.

Even the kind of guy like the steel knife has his own bottom line, and Galen doesn't want to be the kind of humanoid scum who has no bottom line for the sake of power.

So, he casually pointed to a pirate and said:

"Go and tie up the rest."

"Later, I'll hand you all over to the sheriff and let them deal with them according to local laws."

"Thank you! Thank you, Knight! ”

The pirates were busy kowtowing to thank him, and the tension in his heart was relieved a lot:

If it is dealt with according to local regulations, the worst outcome for a minion like them is to go to prison for more than ten years, and their lives should be saved.

And at this time, the rescued young reporter finally reacted...

He looked at Galen's majestic figure, and his eyes almost burst into golden light:

"hoe the strong and help the weak, uphold righteousness and be chivalrous, and sacrifice oneself for others..."

"Steel and iron bones, swords are not hurt, and they are brave and powerful, and their wisdom is outstanding."

"And for the sake of two strangers, he tried his liver and his sword."

"Is this the legendary Knight of Justice?!"

The young reporter trembled with excitement, and without hesitation, he picked up the camera he had been solemnly keeping, and slapped Galen's sword-wielding figure with a fierce shot.

He is indeed worthy of his profession as a journalist.

The moment the blonde young man lifted the camera, his trembling hands were instantly as steady as a rock.

He accurately controlled various factors such as illumination, color temperature, color rendering, and light angle in his mind, and finally used the most perfect light and shadow to freeze Galen's majestic posture.

And the reporter's overly excited performance made Galen's scalp tingle.

He quietly walked two steps away from the young reporter, who seemed to pounce on him at any moment.

However, it was not the young reporter who worshipped Galen as a god, but Nami, whose tears had not yet been wiped away.

She threw her pink fist with all her might, and slammed it into Galen's solid armor with hatred:

"Bastard guy!"

"You're not dead!!"

Nami hit hard, causing Galen's health to drop by more than a dozen points.

"Don't be surprised..."

Galen pretended to change the subject without knowing it:

"It's just my special ability, similar to a Devil Fruit."

"Who asked you this!"

Nami's fair cheeks were quietly flushed with a bit of shame, and she smashed Galen's breastplate with a heavier fist:

"I thought you..."

She didn't even bother to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes, and vented her complicated emotions in her heart angrily:

"You deceiving the girl's feelings!"

Galen smirked:

"Hahaha..."

"I've been deceived by you so many times, and this time it's finally my turn!"

At this moment, another sound of footsteps came from a distance.

The leader turned out to be the middle-aged sheriff who had just escaped, followed by a group of vigilantes who had evacuated before.

Unlike the last time, these sheriffs have finally mastered the time when the police should be admitted in literary and artistic works.

It turned out that the vigilantes who were the first to evacuate did not flee too far after their own chief officers fell into the hands of the enemy, but kept quietly hiding to observe the situation.

It's just that they don't have the same courage as Nami to rush out.

"You're here?"

Galen greeted the middle-aged sheriff with a relaxed face, and asked with some concern:

"How's that young man?"

Facing Galen, who was covered in blood, the middle-aged sheriff's expression was still a little restrained, but after being asked like this, it was a lot more relieved:

"He's been taken to the hospital for treatment, and he's fine."

"That's good..."

Galen pointed to the pirate minions that had been packed and bundled and the pile of steaming corpses on the ground, and said to the middle-aged sheriff:

"Then please deal with the endgame..."

"Yes! Knight-sama! ”

The middle-aged sheriff bowed respectfully to young Galen, then turned to his sheriffs and shouted:

"Don't be stunned, let's get to work!"

The sheriffs stepped forward with ease, some collecting prisoners, others carrying corpses, and they appeared to be in good order.

They've done a lot of this work before, but they're all insignificant little pirates, and it's the first time they've cleaned up the mess for a 10-million-level pirate group like this.

And the middle-aged sheriff looked at this bloody battlefield and said something in his mouth:

"One, five, ten... Nineteen. ”

Finally, the middle-aged sheriff ordered to a young man beside him:

"You go to the coffin shop and order nineteen coffins."

"The money comes from the town's security management fee."

The young man nodded, and gestured to leave.

"Wait!"

Galen suddenly shouted, and asked the middle-aged sheriff in some surprise:

"How?"

"Do you still want to buy coffins and build cemeteries for these pirates?"

"yes..."

The middle-aged sheriff was slightly stunned, and said with a reasonable expression: "What's wrong?" ”

"These scum who murdered people, set fires, and went ashore to rob..."

Galen asked rhetorically, with some dissatisfaction:

"Do you want to use public funds to erect a monument for them to be buried?"

The middle-aged sheriff pondered for a moment, but said:

"But that's what we've always done."

"No matter how bad they are, they are still sea boys after all."

Indeed, the world is overly tolerant of pirates who travel the seas.

They would erect a monument to bury the dead pirates, and if they caught them, they would not usually be killed on the spot.

Even those guys who slaughtered the city and destroyed the country, after being arrested, they can find a free apartment in the city, and if they are lucky, they can follow the protagonist out of prison and continue to be the party to the disaster.

As he spoke, the middle-aged sheriff said with a deeply touched expression:

"This is the only way to build a grave for someone else on this sea..."

"In the future, it's your turn, so that you don't end up in the corpse wilderness..."

"Nonsense!"

Galen's gloomy face interrupted the middle-aged sheriff's feelings:

"If you let the wicked die as they deserve, you will only make more and more graves on the sea!"

Too evil to the good, too good to the wicked...

This is a social disease that Galen has been extremely disgusted with since the beginning of his previous life.

Galen pointed to the corpses of the pirates, including the steel knife, and said indifferently:

"Hang them up for me and hang them on the flagpole on the dock to dry them for public display!"

Such a treatment is Galen from the film Caribbean... Forehead...

It was seen from that Pirate of the Caribbean in the United States.

At that time, the British Royal Navy used this method to dispose of pirate corpses.

This is the fate of the pirates who have done a lot of evil.

"This?"

The middle-aged sheriff said with some resistance: "Isn't this not good..."

"What's wrong?"

Galen asked rhetorically:

"Hang the corpses of the Steel Knife Pirates on the docks..."

"In the future, if the pirates want to come to Samwell Island to burn and loot, they must think carefully about their heads!"

The middle-aged sheriff's eyes lit up.

Galen's statement made him instantly change the angle of thinking about the problem.

"Captain?"

The young man asked with some hesitation: "Do you still buy the coffin?" ”

"Don't buy it!"

The middle-aged sheriff finally made a final decision:

"Just as the knight said, hang the corpses of these pirates on the docks!"

"That's right..."

A few traces of the middle-aged man's shrewd philistine flashed in his eyes, and he added two sentences to his subordinates:

"Although I don't buy the coffin, don't forget to go to the town for reimbursement for the funeral expenses..."