"Don't move, gentlemen, do you want him dead?" said Morris, roaring again, and gesturing the dagger at the weakened Grageory. The pirates looked at each other and gradually stopped.

The nearest pirate was seven paces away from Murphy, enough distance for him to judge when the pirates burst out. Pirates with muskets are tricky, but the technology of this world is similar to that of the European Age of Discovery, most of the pirates' flintlock pistols have only one preloaded bullet, and it takes time to reload after a shot, and not on land, the rough sea and Gregory's human shield can provide him with good protection.

With a thought, Morris grabbed Gregory, who was still struggling and howling, in the crook of his arm and retreated to the side of the ship, squatting down, and waving the pirates to move away. He didn't give up hope, but the pirates seemed to be scared, and they took two or three steps back. Morris was a little puzzled, and he saw that the pirates' eyes flashed, and their eyes kept glancing in the same direction.

Only then did Morris react, the burst of lightning just now made him forget about the egg-sized hemp rope that had been given false life by the snake transformation technique, and at this time it was like a cobra that intimidated its opponents, and the pirates pointed at it turned their faces away.

Greedy and cruel, pirates are like crazy sharks, but sometimes they can transform into the most superstitious and ignorant of mysteries. Morris's non-threatening trick finally put them at bay.

He finally breathed a sigh of relief.

However, as soon as the tense nerves relaxed, new injuries and old pains rushed together, and Morris almost couldn't stand, and the huge tinnitus drowned out the roaring waters. He shook his head, trying to keep his strength in his hands.

"Gentlemen, are you satisfied with this magic show?" said Morris, smiling, "and now let's talk about the charges." ”

"I'll tear you apart and feed it to the sharks, damn mage!" a pale-faced Gregory growled under his breath.

"If you don't want to die, shut up! Morris pressed the dagger down his neck as he stared at the remaining pirates. The wound he stabbed was so deep that Gregory's threat was close to zero, but he still had command.

"Either I leave or he dies. To be clear, it's not going to be easy for you to keep me. Morris said in a deep voice, while motioning for the hemp rope to move forward and threaten.

"You can't leave, mage. I advise you to put our boss down so that you can still get a decent death. The rest of the pirates were apparently headed by Leonard, and the ugly and rude man said, "You have no use in restraining him, have you ever seen a pirate who is faithful?"

"Hah! you don't think of my people as poor villains with low IQs in puppet shows, do you? ”

The pirates began to laugh wickedly, but Morris was unmoved, he had already calculated in his heart, and he looked at them coldly until their laughter began to cease. So the atmosphere on the field was a little awkward.

Morris coughed, and said, "It's a pity you're not pirates, are you? ”

If the murderous spirit has substance. Morris swore that the murderous aura of dozens of people almost chopped him into meat sauce in that moment, and he knew that he had already ridden the tiger.

He unravels a secret that the pirates have been trying to hide.

"You're a spy, damn the kingdom!" After a pause, Gregory said angrily, his rugged face full of the humiliation of being betrayed. The remaining pirates cursed.

"Calm down!" Gregory," Muris slapped him with a dagger and smiled wryly, "I told you it was just a misunderstanding, have you ever seen a drunken spy on the target's territory? ”

Gregory finally shut his mouth under the threat of Morris's dagger, his face embarrassed. Morris didn't care if he believed his own claims, and he didn't care what the other pirates thought. The misunderstanding has been tied in this farce, and the two sides rely only on a dagger and a hemp rope to maintain a fragile balance. Although only half a day had passed, Morris was now sleepy and painful, and when a gust of sea breeze blew, he even felt the unawakened wine rush to his head again.

He just wants to end this unfun drama as soon as possible.

"Let's negotiate!" he proposed again "sincerely".

Many years later, when Maurice Lorraine remembered this, he would comment on it with the words "unwarranted disaster". Unlike the conspiracy theories that the pirates insist on, the cause of the whole thing can be described as a mistake. To tell the story in the bard's favorite tune, it would be:

A rookie magician who stumbles aboard a pirate ship and stumbles upon the pirates' great secrets to be wiped out.

However, this is not entirely the case.

If it weren't for the fact that they had beaten him, hung him upside down, and intended to interrogate him, he would not have been able to guess their exact identities. Yes, there are some people who have lived two lives and still haven't made any progress.

It is also possible that because he was a human being in two lives, he was 17 years old in this life and 23 years old in the previous life, and he has lived absurdly for 40 years.

Judging from conventional experience, a 40-year-old man has just one foot on the threshold of a midlife crisis. After experiencing the hard work and struggle between the ages of 20 and 30, they will have a successful career and a happy family. As a result, they lost the courage to continue to struggle in politics and business, and began to be keen on literary play and feng shui, and their bodies were out of shape, greasy and nostalgic, and they would gradually enjoy life in the most stretched posture. Like an octopus clinging to the bottom of a boat, drifting with its teeth and claws.

This crisis manifests itself in Morris, which is laziness by nature. Don't get me wrong, in this life, Morris is still 17 years old, he is not greasy, and he has never been blessed. He received high-quality training in swordsmanship and riding at an early age, and although he was not perfect, he was considered to be a master. Therefore, his figure is well managed, and his contours are as sharp as a knife.

However, he did not grow at all, he lacked a sense of crisis, was irresponsible, and often had nothing to do.

So, let's get this back to the rest.

It should look like this: while the rookie spellcaster Molis is getting drunk in the tavern of the kingdom's harbor while on the go, a big man (Gregory) with an Orus accent who claims to own a merchant ship comes to the tavern to recruit a crew.

Morris, who was looking for an opportunity to go to sea, signed up drunk......