Chapter Twenty-Three: Inch by Foot
"Well done! Polite! β
"Cut off this guy's head."
"Kick him in the ass."
The cheers of the pirates rang out all around, and apart from their leader, Bartholomew, there didn't seem to be many people interested in him as an outsider.
"Come, let me teach you what a pirate is."
Sven said, his knife swinging out between his words.
It was neatly dodged. Zhao Qian looked at another slash from the opponent in front of him.
He wasn't feeling very good right now, and deck warfare was a little uncomfortable for a man like him, who had been used to land combat for a long time. Even if his base step rises to lv2, it can't solve this problem somewhat.
This is already much better than the average person.
The steps under his feet will change the center of gravity with the shaking of the ship itself, which is also the plan that Boss Cao will adopt in the battle of Chibi, which is somewhat unreliable in the eyes of modern people.
But at the time, the solution to the instability of the soldiers was a good solution.
Dodged another blow and hurriedly glanced at the opponent's information in the ticket, and he also found some rules of water combat from some of the opponent's actions.
For example, the ability to move freely on a boat.
"White Seagull Sven
Black Baron Sailor (Condition: Mild Scurvy)
He is 6 feet 5 inches (about 2 meters) tall and weighs 120 kg
Strength: 6 points
Dexterity: 6 points
Stamina: 5 points
Perception: 5 points
Charm: 5 points
Intelligence: 5 points
Spirit: 5 points
Basic Melee Lv2, Basic Endurance Lv1, Basic Ranged Lv1. β
It's very sparse and ordinary, especially since this guy still has a scurvy state on his body, which is the reason for his pale face.
Zhao Qian glanced at the opponent in front of him seriously, dealing with the opponent's sharp-looking attack on the one hand, and learning his standing style on the other hand. The man's movements seemed to him to be a little too slow.
There are some external figures, but the movement of lifting the feet is noticeably faster than on land.
Another ten minutes passed.
None of the sailors on the Brave spoke, completely wasting the feeling of saliva. Especially when you see that Sven, who was still in good spirits just now, is now much slower with a knife.
The other party is clearly playing more like he is playing on his opponent, and even the leader of the pirates thinks so.
It is estimated that only Zhao Qian himself knows that he is learning the pace of deck combat, although in the eyes of ordinary people, this seems a little unreliable.
"Ugh!"
Looking at this guy's moves, he came directly to the elbow strike.
He fell headlong to the ground and lost his mobility.
He did not mean to take the life of the man in front of him.
He looked at Sven holding his stomach, and the sword was also retracted from its sheath.
The whole ship was already silent, except for the applause of Roberts on one side.
"Bang bang."
"It's good, at least it proves that I have the right eye."
Bartholomew said, the silence of the surrounding crew seemed to acquiesce to the French aristocracy's joining, even if they didn't like the man who had been aiming his crossbow at his boss for an hour.
The concept of the people at the bottom has always been like this, and the distinction between enemies and friends is very clear.
"You've completed the side quest: Pirate's Ordeal."
"You get a bonus of 100 travel points. Your current relationship with the crew of the Black Baron: Strained. β
"Okay, is there anyone else who doesn't agree with Zhao's joining?"
Bartholomew said, glancing at the people on board, who tried to dodge as best they could after seeing his captain's eyes. Those eyes were like tigers patrolling their territory.
There was silence again.
It was getting darker and darker, but no one dared to raise the torches on the ship.
"Me."
Just as the crowd was about to disperse, a voice spoke. It drew everyone's attention back.
The crew looked at the owner of the voice, the new crew of the ship, a former French nobleman, Fauss Zhao.
He looked like a complete idiot in the eyes of the gang.
βwhatοΌ (What)"
Bartholomew didn't seem to understand what this young man meant, or maybe he was making fun of his group.
"I'm going to be the first mate."
Zhao Qian said, this is an affirmative sentence, a very, very positive sentence.
As if for fear of misunderstanding, he added another sentence.
"That's it."
The crew fell silent again, and everyone looked back at their captain.
They knew that their captain had always been known for his good temper. It can even be said that a man who plundered 400 ships in three years can never be a good person.
"Whatever."
Awake to the glass of wine in his hand let a careful subordinate add new red wine, Bartholomew said, a kind of blandness to say. It was like a little thing like drinking porridge this morning. As if to think of something, he added.
"As long as no one objects."
Zhao Qian smiled with satisfaction, and the crew began to lower their heads and do their own things, including Sven, who was temporarily incapacitated by Zhao Qian.
The scurvy patient was pinned to the deck and scrubbed the wooden deck with bits and pieces. Looking at his serious and careful appearance, it is estimated that it is a very physically exhausting technical work. But this is also what he brought on himself, and he made a bet with the old fur dog who opened the lock to bring down the sissy who was on the boat for the first time in three moves.
A sailor took the new member or the new first mate Zhao Qian to find a cabin room to live alone, and left.
Zhao Qian didn't even know what he was going to do.
But he didn't care so much, with the help of the candle burning in the cabin, he looked at the information on the ticket, and his face became a little cloudy.
"Hint: You have completed Main Quest 3 (Change): Prison Breaker's Choice."
"You get a mission reward of 300 travel points."
"Hint: Due to the change in the plot of the main quest 3 and subsequent quests, your main quest 4 has undergone an unknown transformation, and you have been forced to accept it."