The Pirate: The Black Duke

Valdo Roentgen, a native of Bell Tower village on the south coast of the Kingdom of Polkaya, 17 years old, 1.92 meters tall, wears fisherman clothes all the year round, and has a juvenile childishness and delicateness. Although he looks rustic, he follows the dawn After five years of mixing, there was no cowardice in his eyes.

Vic Blatter, a native of Bell Tower village on the south coast of the Kingdom of Polkaya, 19 years old, height 2.5 meters, is currently the deputy captain of the soldiers of the city defense town of the Kingdom of Polkaya, with a knife on the waist, dressed in the unique costume of the soldier captain. Bronze skin, set off the stalwart figure, the eyes show a delicate and powerful breath from time to time.

These are two completely different temperaments, as distinct as ice and fire.

When he came to the tavern, Mosel's voice came.

"Brother Dawn, here."

At dawn, a few people walked over, Mosel smiled and greeted them one by one. They were already familiar with each other on weekdays. Blatt and Roentgen were not polite, and went straight into the tavern and started shouting: "Old man, everything is business as usual, thirty catties. Cooked food, thirty catties of wine."

The youngest gopher and Eddie also ran in.

"Come here." The tavern owner is a 70 or 80 year old man, with his granddaughter in the business. The top has been defeated, but his body is quite strong. He looked at the six people headed by Dawn and smiled. stand up.

Mosel took the bag full of Bailey and threw it on the bar.

"Moselle, where did you get so many Baileys?" Roentgen was a little surprised. All Moselle's money was used to buy sailboats. Where did he get the money now?

Mosel laughed loudly: "Roentgen, you look down on me Mosel too much. Anyway, Mosel has been in Bell Tower Village for more than 20 years."

Moser continued to greet the few people who took their seats at dawn: "Come here, don't worry about so many, today I won't be drunk or go home."

"Old man, hurry up." Mosel couldn't help urging, and a long-haired girl struggling to walk to the door carrying the wine barrel.

"Slow down." Just as the girl was about to fall, Dawn walked over to catch the wine barrel.

The girl turned red: "Thank you, Brother Dawn."

After a while, the old man held the tray and put the hot cooked food on the table: "Mosel kid, didn't you go to sea today..."

Moselle choked, remembering what happened today, and replied angrily: "I want you to care, old man."

The old man shook his head: "Young people nowadays are crazy..."

At dawn, I took a sip of wine into my mouth and felt much more comfortable.The wine in this world is not strong at all. As a wine lover in his previous life, he rarely drank low-alcohol wine, but in this world, he can only do what he likes.

"Mosel, did your ship change into a seller's property in exchange for it?" A few people drank a few large pots of wine, and couldn't help but ask at dawn.

"What family property is not family property are just a few fishing tools. It is impossible to fish. It is impossible to fish in this life. I want to be a big pirate and let Burscheid Moser Her name resounded across the sea!" Mosel was extremely heroic under the influence of alcohol.

"Resounding through the sea? Lehahahahaha..."

Suddenly, there was a roar of sneers in the tavern. It was a few middle-aged men with swords and axes, and famous bandits nearby.

The cyan wine bottle jumped over, the table was in a mess, and oil stains spilled.

"Boys, it's true that his mother can brag, hahaha."

Moselle blushed, knowing that the people were drunk and deliberately looking for something, but without the slightest fear, he picked up the bottle on the table and threw it over.

Pop, the big man was hit directly on the top of the head, and the blood ran out.

"Little devil, are you going to die?" The big man stood up angrily and waved the big axe on the table: "Master today will teach you little devil who knows nothing about life and death."

The axe blade suddenly pierced the air, Mosel did not react, looking at the dark cold light in surprise.

At this moment, the door of the tavern suddenly opened, and the axe in the hand of the big man was strangely deflected and banged on the wine table.

The wine table was torn apart, food and wine scattered all over the place, and the tavern was inexplicably quiet.

"Excuse me, is there any wine?" A man over two meters walked into the door. He was dressed in a deep blue cloak and had eyes that people would never forget.

Dawn turned his head and shook, his angular features, scarlet tattoos on his left cheek, and the pair of calm and domineering eyes as unfathomable as an abyss all showed the identity of the people who came.

When everyone looked at him, they were all shocked. The man was at least two meters tall and wearing a blue cloak. There was no sound of wind when he walked. Just looking at his back gave him an extremely powerful sense of oppression.

When did he come in... Everyone, including Dawn, didn't notice.

The thief man was still looking angry just now, and when he met those eyes, there was a deep chill in his heart, straight through his back.

Fortunately, he didn't pay attention to everyone at all, and the bandit guy was relieved.

Why is he here?Is it a coincidence.Dawn murmured in his heart.

"Yes..." The old man was stunned for a long time. He heard the low voice of the man in the cloak rushing to greet him, and soon he had a lot of wine and food.

Dorrag ignored the gazes of the people in the tavern and sat on the corner. Dawn looked at him in surprise, feeling that although he was sitting there quietly, it felt like a whirlpool, surging forever.

With this momentum alone, how many people are there in the world?

"Die to the uncle." Seeing that the man ignored him, the bandit man reacted and slashed away with an axe in anger. This is going to be severe. Mosel's life is hard to save. As the bandit leader in Bell Tower Village, No one has ever dared to humiliate him like this.

"The knife is here." Blatter quickly handed the saber to his waist, and Xiao Xiao held his left hand back, brushed and pulled, and instantly slashed at the big man's arm holding the axe, a glimmer of cold light under the moonlight, and then Blood splattered.

Clang...The axe fell, and the big man froze for a moment before he felt a great pain. The arm holding the axe was cut off from the joint by the blade and fell on the ground and wriggled.

When dawn, the left hand held the hilt of the knife, in my mind, the scattered memories of swordsmanship in the body continued to flip the combination, which not only inherited the achievements of the original master's practice of swordsmanship, but also was a man of two lifetimes, martial arts for many years. The realization of practice.

"Big...Big brother..." The other men exclaimed, carrying steel knives and cutting them up.

"Huh..." Dawn snorted softly, and the thought of feeling the will of the blade finally jumped out at the closing, his eyes opened in vain, the blade of his left hand was rolled around, and he directly waved at the man with the broken arm.

The faint sound of the wind was like the crunch of a steel knife, and Dorage, who was eating and drinking, finally noticed this scene and couldn't help but admire: "Brother is good at swordsmanship!"

The sound was very soft, but it was extremely loud in the extremely silent tavern.

The long and narrow blade stayed between the man's neck, and the man was shocked.

Dawn watched several angry bandits rushing forward, but he slipped the knife into its sheath and sat down.Blatter understood that the rubbish did not interest the elder brother at all, so his right shoulder sank, and the long knife was unsheathed. His body was burly, more than two meters long, and a 1.5-meter blade danced in his right hand. Up.

Puff puff puff...the blade of light flashed, and several bandits lay down. No one was intact. Blatt's swordsmanship style is very tough, which is related to his temperament, but it also comes from the year-round physical skills that are different from ordinary people. Training is just a few simple hacks.

"Stop, stop..." The big man endured the pain and stopped the rest of his companions.

Blatter glanced, and his stern eyes swept across the bandits: "Get out!"

The bandit left with a sullen face, and Blatter put the knife into its sheath and shook his head: "This knife is too light to use."

He doesn't like this kind of knife, because his strength advantage cannot be used.His strength was originally much greater than that of ordinary people, and coupled with the special training plan developed by Xiaoxiao, he has already exceeded his peers by too much.

Dawn took a bottle of wine and threw it towards Dorage, who was on the corner: "Please drink this bottle of wine."

Dorag stretched out his hand to catch it, the tattoo on his left face looming: "Then thank you brother."

Dawn smiled and turned to let the old man come and clean up again.

"Big Brother Dawn, why don't you kill them?" Mosel took a sip of wine, only to wake up slightly from the panic.

Dawn shook his head and smiled: "Not everyone is worthy of your sword."

Mosel nodded mechanically, but he obviously didn't understand.