End the Age of Pirates

After drinking and eating, Qiu Han rushed to the battlefield with a toothpick in his mouth.The night is sultry, the little stars are gradually fading, the breeze blows through the woods, and the leaves on one side are blown softly, with a quiet look.

With the help of the faint starlight, Qiu Han still found the traces of the previous battle with his powerful memory; the originally flat ground seemed to be plowed by a giant dragon, and the trees on one side of the forest were broken in a straight line, as if bombarded by a naval gun, and The small mountain was directly interrupted.

Just look at the traces on the ground, and you can think of how powerful the battle took place back then.

"Tsk tsk, it was so amazing at that time." Qiu Han sighed, and then began to walk in the direction in which the sharp blade was thrown in memory, stepping on the weakened version of the razor, and came to the place where the sharp blade fell in a few flashes .

A huge pothole stands impressively in a part of the deep forest, like a prehistoric beast opening its bloody mouth; the pothole is five meters in size, but nearly ten meters deep, and it is also a place with a lot of vegetation , The trees next to them were all broken by the strong air pressure from the sharp blade.

With a light leap, he jumped into the pit, and with the help of the faint starlight, Qiu Han saw a smaller, almost invisible hole in the center of the pit.

Walking forward, I saw a sharp knife sunk into the handle.With a happy face, he stepped forward and grabbed the protruding hilt and pulled it out vigorously; Qiu Han pulled it out without the slightest delay.

The sharp blade was not stained with dirt at all, the blade was three feet long, three fingers wide, straight, and the handle was carved with strands of silver patterns, the whole body was simple and uncomplicated.There was a cold light on the blade, and it looked like a famous knife.

Qiu Han carefully inserted it back into the original place, and appeared outside the pothole in a flash; looking around for a while, like a monkey, he rushed up to a thick old tree with lush leaves next to it.

A pair of dark eyes stared at the sharp blade in the pit without moving, but he was puzzled, "Why didn't the government, the navy, and even other forces take this sharp blade away, or leave a few people waiting here? Could it be that someone has already come? No, they will definitely do something when I come, but it is still very quiet..."

It made him fall into contemplation, but it was actually Qiu Han's misconception, comparable to the strength of a lieutenant general in the Navy headquarters, except for the few people on the island, whoever squats here will die.

Heaps of people?Just kidding, the navy of News Island has basically been corrupted by the complex environment here, no matter how upright a navy soldier is, he is still human.

So it is so presumptuous to have strength in many cases.

While Qiu Han was waiting for a long time, something interesting happened to the armored man on the other side.Ever since his figure was exposed that day, the man in armor has disappeared into the vast sea of ​​people, and even the original government has found it difficult to find the slightest clue...

In the northern part of News Island, a civilian house, the exterior of an old house.

A young girl was wearing a pajamas made of coarse cloth, she bent down and tapped on the window of the house, lowering her voice, "Subaru, have you found the person who went with me to find Uncle Xin's saber?"

Through the hazy starlight, one can see that the brown pajamas have been washed white, wearing a pair of torn sandals on the feet, and the short wine red hair is slightly swaying in the wind; the wide pajamas cover the body that is gradually developing, like a green plums.

The window on the house gradually reveals a face, blond and blue-eyed, a typical foreign face; but there is a finger-long scar on the high bridge of the nose, from the base of the ears to the bridge of the nose, which almost divides the whole face For the second, lowered his voice, "There are too many people, I let them be quiet for a long time, just me and Momuke also called one person, you know, we... since we used momentum to freeze, we only need to leave four people The above Wang Shou can feel it.

The candidates for this operation are me, Subaru, Momuke, and War Ghost.And the most!most!The most important point is that you must obey the command and don't run around.We have already violated the military regulations by acting without permission. If we did not take back Wang Shou's saber due to personal reasons, it would be unforgivable.

You know, Wang Shou's saber is the thing he is most proud of in his life, it was... made by himself; but for the safety of us, Wang Shou resisted the idea of ​​not picking up the saber..."

Looking at Wanru's face in the window, the girl also said seriously: "I know, Uncle Xin's knife is my father... Uncle Xin cherishes the sharp blade he personally forged."

"When will we act? The armor, shield, and saber are ready. As long as you give an order, we will take back the saber for Wang Shou."

"Keep your voice down. Although Uncle Xin has rested today, Uncle Xin will feel it when we go out. The day after tomorrow, Uncle Xin will go out to see the surrounding environment, and when he has almost finished investigating the guards on News Island, I will be the one to finish it." It's time for the great cause. Therefore, no matter what happens the day after tomorrow, we must take back Uncle Xin's saber, but I will leave it here, if someone is caught..."

"We are the guardians of the king!"

"Shh...I know, you're courting death so loudly..."

"Forehead……"

Poor Qiu Han doesn't know anything about the girl's decision. At the moment, he is taking a nap in a dense tree, slapping the mosquitoes flying around from time to time, and has no idea that he has to wait for two days in this boring place. Otherwise, I will definitely pat my ass and go back to sleep. Speaking of which, the bed that Nokia Triumph bought for me in the room is really big...

Time passed quietly while Qiu Han was napping, and at some point the sky was bright and the sun was scorching like fire.A white butterfly landed on the bridge of the nose, bursting the sleeping bubbles at the tip of the nose; the butterfly rubbed its eyes as it flew, and habitually took out the pocket watch in its pocket and "clicked" to open the cover of Hailoushi's pocket watch. He glanced at his eyes and whispered softly: "It's still early, I'll sleep..."

"Wait, it's eleven o'clock?!!" The body leaning against the main body instantly stood upright as if being electrocuted. At this moment, Qiu Han's complexion under the clown mask was extremely ugly; it was almost twelve o'clock, if someone really wanted to The sharp blade was taken away absolutely silently, I am afraid that the group of armored men are probably celebrating at this moment...

Looking around, Qiu Han turned over and landed firmly on the ground without making a sound; the cat walked towards the huge pit where the sharp blade hit, and when Qiu Han saw the familiar handle of the knife in the center of the huge pit Slowly let out a breath, "Zhen Xuan, why did I almost fall asleep here, it's really a big taboo in the world of pirates..."

In the next day, Qiu Han only picked a piece of fruit to eat in the dead of night. Anyway, he had solid energy, so he was not afraid of dying of starvation or thirst;

The weather changed suddenly on the third morning of Qiu Han’s “sit-in” stay. As expected of the island of the Great Route, the weather changed without any warning; in an instant, there were dark clouds, lightning and thunder, and the air was filled with oppressive atmosphere. The strong wind gradually hit.Pedestrians on the road quickened their pace and hurried home. Even the hawkers who set up stalls on the street cleaned up their stalls one after another. The bustling crowd of the morning market that was replaced by the night market disappeared instantly.

Occasionally, one or two unknown wrapping papers were blown across the street, and the entire news island was deserted.

In the northern part of News Island, a civilian house, in a warmly furnished room, on the second floor.

A black-haired uncle was holding a cup of coffee and watching the crowds retreating rapidly in the distant street, like the tide, coming and going quickly.

He took a sip of the coffee in the slightly cracked cup and murmured: "The right time, the right location, and the harmony of people, I take the second place. Your Majesty, I will definitely live up to your hopes. The only thing that makes my heart ache is that I can't use you The 'stubborn' made by himself is here to fight the enemy. This uncle has a brown beard around his chin and is dressed like a fisherman, but the coarse linen clothes can't cover the countless scars all over his body.

Suddenly, pebble-sized raindrops fell outside the window; he put down the coffee in his hand, put on a set of purple patterned armor with a solemn face, and performed a knightly salute to the far west.Then he put on a black cloak and explained a few words to the young people downstairs, who rushed out regardless of the storm outside the house.

About the time of a cup of tea, three people wearing black cloaks came from afar in the heavy rain, and the flash of lightning instantly illuminated their half-covered metal helmets and the look of death on their faces. They rushed to the center of News Island; however, what they didn't notice was that there were also four armored men wrapped in cloaks rushing towards one side...