Not?! Harry opened his eyes, he was awakened by a sound that resounded through the sky, looking out the window at the deep blue sky and floating clouds.

"I should have been drunk by the master last night and slept outside, how could I be here? Not?! Harry covered his mouth and hurriedly shook off the quilt on his body, without even putting on shoes, and rushed straight to the washing room, where the sound of someone vomiting violently came from the washing room.

"Okay, it's so uncomfortable." Holding his stomach and looking sluggish, Harry stepped out of the cabin and sat down on a chair on deck, his face pressed against the wooden table, feeling very uncomfortable.

It turned out that Harry was not the only one, everyone was in a similar situation, they drank more than Harry, Harry only took a small sip and fainted, you can imagine how powerful this wine is.

"Everyone, your sobering soup is here." Kalia was holding several bowls with spoons in both hands, and the small round bowl made of white porcelain was half filled with light-colored, steaming soup, which was neatly served in front of everyone.

The long-haired blond man at a table changed into a white shirt and black pants, which vividly embodied the word handsome, covered the blonde hair in front of his forehead and sighed, and said with a wry smile, "Yesterday, it was really bad." ”

"Who's to say it wasn't, if it weren't for the fact that Mistress Festeria didn't know where to get that wine, I wouldn't have fallen down so easily." The dark-skinned bald uncle said helplessly with the bowl of soup.

"Huh?! What's wrong with you today, you don't like to talk very much. After taking a sip of soup with a bowl, the bald uncle said to Nabo, who was sleeping on the table next to him.

"Ignore me, leave me alone, it's a terrible nightmare." Nabo was lying on the table and turned his head to look at the other side, and the young knight at the other table in that direction also noticed Nabo at this time, and lowered his head with a blushing face, Nabo remembered something bad.

I was happy to sit in a spring dream, the beauty is in my arms, can I do something, but when I woke up this morning, I found that there was a shivering, disheveled guy in my arms, it was a man, and then a frightened sound broke out in the sky, and everyone was awakened, including Festria, who also shouted in a very loud voice to beat the person who made the sound of killing the pig, and the frightened sound stopped.

Harry took the small spoon and took a spoonful and put it in his mouth, but the whole person was shocked, the wonderful feeling spread all over the body, the body became warmer, over and over again, Harry thought that the small spoon was too slow to drink the soup, and directly picked up the bowl, took a deep sigh of emotion, put down the empty bowl, exhaled comfortably, stretched out his tongue and licked his lips, and his face gradually improved.

Harry's heart only had the feeling of being so delicious that it exploded, and the food that Sister Kalia cooked every day was really delicious, and she was really happy.

"Harry, do you still want to drink? This is the last cup. Kalia said as she came to Harry with the last glass of soup.

The answer is, of course! Harry accepted the bowl of soup with gratitude, and happily tasted it with a spoon under the eyes of envy and jealousy, Harry realized that there was no point in swallowing dates, and only by tasting slowly could he discover the beauty of this bowl of soup.

"Mine, Kalia?" Festria rubbed her sleepy eyes and yawned, looking like she had just gotten up, and indeed she was in a hurry when she smelled the attractive scent.

"Oh, Mistress Festeria, I'm sorry, they've broken it up." Kalia said with an apologetic look on her face, but no matter how you look at it, it looks like it's deliberate.

"No, no, I want it, I want it, I want to drink it, I want it too..."

"It's useless for you to do this, I'm going to prepare breakfast, no, it's Chinese food." Kalia bypasses the cute Festria.

Festeria stopped rolling and snorted angrily as she half-sat on the floor with her cheeks puffed, but only for a moment, she saw that Kalia had completely disappeared from her sight, and a wicked smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, facing Harry as he savored the soup.

Sure enough, the scene of bullying children was played out again, and Festria slipped quietly behind Harry's chair, and the long-haired man in front of Harry, the bald uncle, and Nabo all saw it, and Festeria clenched her fist to warn them, and they all drank the little soup left in their bowls and looked away.

Taking advantage of her height and hand length, Festria snatched Harry's soup from behind, smiling lewdly and holding her hand against Harry's head to prevent him from approaching, while drinking the soup in the bowl heroically, Harry waved his little hand, trying to defend his soup, but it was doomed to be useless, Harry could only watch the soup being drunk by the brazen master in front of him, and his big black eyes became teary.

After this little episode, it didn't take long for Kalia to move to a feast similar to the Manchu and Han banquets, and not long after everyone started eating, everyone's heads were clouded, and everyone raised their heads to look at the "behemoth" in the sky?

The "behemoth" above everyone's heads was a black ship, with a huge white skull carved in the center of the hull, and a flag with two scimitars crossed under the skull fluttering on the flagpole.

The black ship suddenly fired an unknown black chain with an awl from underneath the ship, and with a certain amount of force, it was inserted into the magical protective barrier of Harry's ship, and the white barrier was pierced by these awls, and the air flow from outside also rushed in, but it was not much, it was the scale of a small gust of wind.

Then a large iron chain with a stone tied to it was thrown into the hole at a precise angle, and the wooden floor was smashed into a deep pit, and the terrified neighing of horses was heard from below, and one after another slid down the chain and landed steadily.

"Hand over the valuable things on you, or you'll be better off later." One of them, a sturdy man with a black cloth covering his face, pulled out the scimitar at his waist and said viciously.

"Papapa......" Harry's applause came like a stormy wave, like a circus clown making difficult moves, and then everyone applauded from off the stage.

These people coming down from above are a little overwhelmed by this scene, what's the situation?! We're robbing, can't they see it?

"Hey, I said you, don't you see that we are robbing, hurry up and hand over valuable things to me." The muscular, muscular man spoke again, and a dozen men next to him drew their weapons and walked towards Harry.

Harry and the others did not put on those armors at this time, but changed into the clothes they wore every day, but in the eyes of these bandits, Harry and the others were similar to those nobles, and they even had the leisure to party and eat happily.

Everyone laughed when they heard what the man said, still happily touching their glasses and eating meat, without the slightest hint of taking them seriously.

Festria bit a huge piece of thigh meat and said, "Who are they, it's annoying, Harry, go and clean them all up." ”

"Over to you, Harry." Nabo leaned back in his chair with his glass in his hand, and said to Harry.

"It's up to you, Harry."

"Haha, Harry knocked them all down."

……

Everyone encouraged Harry's voice to stumble, and everyone drank as if they were watching some interesting show.

Harry took a sip of the glass of water that had been placed aside, wiped his mouth with a tissue that Kalia had thoughtfully handed him, returned it to Kalia in gratitude, walked over to the shelf where the wooden swords were kept, and by the way, pulled out a wooden sword, weighed it in his hand, and walked towards the intruders.

These guys are really pitiful, they don't know the identity of the person they want to rob, Harry walked towards them with the wooden sword in his right hand, and felt a slight silence for them.

"What do you mean?! Do you look down on us, since you sent a child over? The masked sturdy man said angrily waving his knife, feeling insulted.

"Don't get me wrong, we really respect you, don't underestimate this kid in front of you." Nabo took a big sip of wine and said with a smile.

"So, Mr. Intruders, be careful." Harry's black hair danced in the wind, and he stood his wooden sword in front of him, his head slightly bowed, and the corners of his mouth smiling, and he made a knightly salute.

After a few days of training, Festria is also quite conscientious to guide Harry occasionally, and they are also willing to give Harry a little advice, Kalia provides delicious and nutritious food, and everyone takes good care of Harry, so Harry's strength is also rising rapidly, and it is a world of difference from before.

Harry took a deep breath and adjusted his heart a little excited, this method was taught to Harry by the long-haired man with the blond hair, his name was Ibette, he said that this method was very effective for novices like Harry, it was very important to judge the situation calmly, it was important to put his life at stake, for Harry this was a real battle, not the kind of small fight with them, be very careful, the weapons in their hands were not a joke, it was time to use the knowledge that everyone imparted.

Harry acted first, dragging the wooden sword in his right hand, his legs stretched out, the soles of his shoes hitting the wooden board with a "click" sound, and quickly rushed towards them, Harry's black eyes reflected the images of the people in front of him, and his mind was also thinking quickly about what to do.

In front of him there is a formation similar to a group of three people, the distance between each of them is probably no more than thirty centimeters, the person in the middle should be a muscular adult from the point of view of the body shape, holding a scimitar about sixty centimeters long, and the person on the left is a relatively thin looking man, holding a long sword, and the body shape on the right is also similar to the one on the left, holding the same type of scimitar.

Judging from their footsteps, there should be no certain martial arts foundation, although Nabo once said that a person's strength cannot be judged by this method, and the real masters are good at hiding their strength, but it is still quite effective for early novices like Harry, because Harry is not a guy who bullies the weak and is afraid of the hard.

But Harry's opponents were not just these three people, there were other people, Harry was only grouped according to the distance between them, and there were people similar to several groups next to them, this was only the front, if they supported each other, it would be very troublesome.

Although the opponent in front of him is an ordinary person, he is several times older and physically taller than Harry, and a little kid who is almost four years old has to defeat dozens of physically fit adults, which is similar to the legendary Super Hell mode, but the difficulty is not only increased several times.

If you defeat the three closest people in front of you first, the people around you will definitely surround you, so your situation will definitely become very dangerous, and it is difficult to defeat four hands with two fists, so you must solve them as quickly as possible, you can't give them time to surround yourself, and then break them one by one, this is a reasonable way to fight, Harry decided the way of action.

Harry quickly rushed to the nearest man among the three people, stopped, borrowed his inertia, grabbed the wooden hilt of the wooden sword, and swung the wooden sword with all his might, although the person in the middle was surprised by Harry's speed, but he still didn't care at all to protect his scimitar on his chest, trying to resist the swing of the wooden sword.

But in the next second, the wooden sword hit the scimitar knife, inertia and Harry's full force comparable to an adult's blow, his face turned into a shocked expression, although he covered his face, but the raised eyebrows and wide eyes were telling the people around him, he, was slapped away by an unimaginable force, the scimitar was thrown into the air, inserted into the plank, the person was slapped to the ground a few times before stopping on the ground, the whole person was dizzy and lying on the ground, it seemed that he had temporarily lost his ability to fight, it seemed to be weak and weak, and the wooden sword that was slowly swung over, It was possible to explode with such a powerful force.

The two people who were slapped around him watched in amazement, but Harry didn't have time to give their heads time to think, he held the wooden sword that had just swung past, and quickly swung it towards his waist in a half-circle posture towards the person on the left with the swing trajectory of the wooden sword, Harry spun on the tip of one foot, and raised the other foot, and the whole person quickly turned in place for half a circle with the force of the wooden sword before stopping, because the wooden sword had already swung at his waist, the person let out a scream and was knocked to the ground.

Before it was over, Harry steadied his feet, turned around without dragging the mud and water, and rushed towards the stunned man on the right, he obviously hadn't reacted yet, Harry just ran a few steps, then squatted on both legs, jumped hard, held the wooden sword with both hands, reversed the wooden sword, the body of the wooden sword slapped steadily on his head, and the man lay straight back without calling out.

Everything happened quickly, and the three people in front of Harry all lay down, and everyone finally reacted and rushed towards Harry.

There were three people, and seven people, and there were three people approaching more than a meter to the left of the front, and the people behind guessed that it was not too much to arrive, and Harry fell to the ground, his mind racing, thinking about the development of the situation.

Of course, he ran away after the fight, Harry is not the god of war, but he can't beat so many people's flanks, this group of people is brandishing weapons, shouting and chasing Harry, Harry is about to be caught up by them, they think after all, he is a child, how can he outrun adults, it is difficult for everyone to go together and single out a group of us.

After all the experience just now, they didn't realize that Harry was no ordinary child, and if Harry knew what they thought, Harry didn't know what kind of expression he would make, but that's good, the enemy's carelessness is what Harry likes to use the most.