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The battle in the pirate camp continues. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Blades and magic, flesh and howling, command and will are all indispensable elements in this wonderful stage play, and the only thing that can determine the outcome is strength.

Only the strong will survive the bitter battle.

Then, you can be killed by a stronger one.

This is the cruelty of battle, so cruel that it can even distort the feeling of "love" and "virtue" in it.

"My companion was killed. Also, the enemy is very strong, and I'm afraid that a hundred people here won't be able to stop them for too long. As if to recount this completely unrelated matter, the man who stood his silver-glowing helmet firmly on the side of his body covered with heavy chain mail, and no matter how he looked at it, he stood sideways at the door of the luxurious and warm house inside, and said with a respectful expression towards the house.

"It's all rubbish!

In the room, the young man who was trembling with a soft pillow heard this, and his anger swelled, and the pillow in his hand was halfway raised but then put down, and the angry expression only stayed on his handsome face for two seconds, and soon, fear and uneasiness made him once again hold the pillow that had been squeezed into his arms again.

"Answer......aa" There was an irrepressible crashing sound between his teeth, but holding the pillow didn't do anything at all, and the young man looked around in a panic, and finally decided to hide in the quilt that should be quite warm.

"Answer, answer, ......", but still does not seem to have any effect.

-- It's really a piece of waste.

With a false smile on his face, he gave a cold but reasonable assessment in his heart. The man standing in the doorway closed the door on his knee, and with his other hand behind his back, he took two steps into the room, bowing slightly, but it was the standard Brisknian military salute.

"Master Charles......"

"Call me Lord Charles!"

“...... So Lord Charles, what are we going to do now?" The more the person in front of him emphasized that he was a completely self-made noble position, the more contemptuous the man's heart became, but fortunately, as a basic skill, his "mask" has always been quite strong.

"A-a-a-...... Damn, those bastards, how can there be just a few people? I ...... On my Lord Charles' turf...... Damn!"

Nothing but complaining and doubting the facts, it is indeed what "waste" is best at. Such a response was unsurprising, and the man just asked casually without really expecting anything from him.

In fact, no one has ever expected anything from this self-righteous and talented "son of a pirate". If there is, it will also be quickly worn out in contact with him.

No skills, no talent, no self-awareness.

The above three "nothing" are the most comprehensive summary of the degree of waste in the person in front of him.

The reason why the country of the blue sea will find him, including that he will stand here, is not all because he has a "great" father and these pirates with good quality under him, the son of the SH thief" Charles's father, Charles Sr., was a sea thief who ran rampant in the East China Sea and led a fleet of dozens of ships to make waves on the sea, and at his peak, even the huge fleet of the Brusken Navy was not in his eyes.

Sadly, there will come a time when people will grow old, and the former "pirate savior" also made a major mistake due to old age, and was finally defeated by the fleet of the Alliance of the Peninsula Alliance.

What's even more tragic is that the only son of old Charles, that is, the "Uncle Charles" in front of him now, not to mention his inferior ability, the most terrible thing is that he has no self-knowledge of it.

“......”

After all, people who can't see their own strength are the saddest. With such a sigh in his heart, when the other party turned his back to him, the smile on the corner of the man's mouth quietly changed its meaning.

"Ah...... Alphonse! It's just you! I'm the only one I can rely on now!"

Turning back suddenly, a man's calm smile and resolute face appeared in Charles's eyes, which made the fear in his heart dissipate slightly.

This person can be relied on!

"Hurry up, hurry up, Alphonse, think of a way!"

Of the three officers sent by the Brusken Empire, one of the other two always looked contemptuous and the other always spoke at length, and only Alphonse, who always looked indifferent and could always give him some "good ideas", was the most to his liking.

"Hmm...... It's not like there's no way. Alphonse snickered to himself as he turned around, but he remained respectful and humble, "The only way is that you have to give up here." ”

"Ah, give up? this ......"

The young man's face suddenly became even worse than just now, he looked around at the various rare things in the house, and thought about the treasures piled up underground, and it was impossible for him to give up like this!

"Otherwise, I'm afraid there will be only one dead end. ”

"I'm me, I'm me, I'm leaving!"

Alphonse's words suddenly made him sober up, and he was right! Gold and silver treasures are important, but they must also be enjoyed by life, right, as long as they live, yes, as long as they can live, then as long as they can live, then he is the son of a pirate...... Phew, bah, you don't need to rely on your father's prestige, with his Uncle Charles's wisdom and martial arts, isn't it a piece of cake to make a comeback?

"Wait for me, I'm me, I'm ...... Pack your stuff right away!"

Alphonse was a little surprised that he could recognize the difference between life and money, but immediately, the young man who panicked in a hurry made Alphonse understand that he still underestimated the stupidity of this man.

"Then please as soon as possible. Alphonse, who was clear in his heart, said this, and slowly retreated step by step.

- Kill him.

The moment such a thought appeared, the armor on his wrist flashed, and Alphonse waved his arm lightly, and an invisible blade was thrown out, which looked like wind element magic, but there was no process of gathering magic elements, which was really a bit unpredictable.

"Smack!"

There was a crisp sound, but the wind blade made a hole in the wall, but it failed to take Charles's life.

"Ah, what happened?" At the moment when the wind blade struck, it was a complete coincidence, the son of the pirate happened to bend down and reach the treasure he had hidden under the bed, and when he heard a strange noise, he looked up and found that the solid stone wall had opened a large opening, and suddenly, the "wise and martial" Charles was so frightened that he sat down on the ground.

"It may be that the enemy has noticed this room. ”

It is impossible to detect the attack and dodge it, that is, the true God does not want him to die like this. Tsk, it's clear that his existence is worthless.

Well, anyway, even if he escapes this time, he won't survive at all if there is only one person.

Then it's time to think about retreating yourself.

Having made up his mind, Alphonse, who had retreated to the door step by step, quietly put his hand on the door. However, his action was seen correctly by Charles, who was looking for support because of his inner turmoil.

"What are you going to do...... What?"

He said in horror.

"Of course, I'm going to stop the enemy for you, don't worry, even if I fight for my life, I will definitely protect you. Please also pack your bags and head straight north. ”

To the north is the territory of the Brusken Empire, which, of course, is based on commerce, which has always been associated with "charity". Imagine losing his henchmen who could be used as bargaining chips, and if Charles still wanted to use Brusken's power to make waves again, that would happen...... Well, the conclusion is that you don't need to get your hands dirty at all.

Seeing that the young man's face was instantly softened by this seemingly sincere word, Alphonse said in his heart, how could there be such a person in the world who was so easy to deceive. No longer hesitated, the man in chain mail immediately pushed the door out, of course, before leaving, he did not forget to add a sentence.

"Please take care. ”

Alphonse threw a gentle smile at his temporary master.

- Please take care.

People always like to say this when they are separated, but at Southwell, the fate of the "weak" can never be decided by himself.

So, what's the use of "taking care"?