Wizard: I brought the wrong system

All kinds of sundries were piled up randomly at the rear of the deck, and there were some wooden boxes of different heights from time to time, and in addition to the various high platforms in various rooms, it was difficult for ordinary people to move among them.

But this is not a big problem for Yarrow. After all, he has the advanced "cat-shaped boxing-climbing tree". In addition, he is small and thin, and he can quickly pass through many gaps.

What Yarrow didn't expect was that those pirates were also very sensitive in their actions, and they were not slow to crawl among these debris.

"Be careful of his sneak attack!"

Relying on the difference in climbing speed, Yarrow made an ambush counterattack after climbing to a high place several times, and killed several pirates in a row. The rest of the pirates were much more careful in their actions.

"Surround and force him out!"

The pirates shouted without the slightest concealment. These people have basically never seen Yarrow's official attack, so although they saw Yarrow ambush a few people, they all thought that Yarrow had only this method.

This situation is also what Yarrow wants to see. He must deal with these pirates as soon as possible. The siege ladder has already been erected. Even if he pulls out more than ten pirates, there will be more pirates to add soon.

Buried in a corner, with the master-level perception ability of "Cat-shaped Fist-Running", Yarrow can clearly perceive that there is a pirate walking slowly behind the wooden box he is leaning against.

Three, two, one!

Yarrow, who was half squatting, jumped up suddenly. The pirate who had just taken half a step felt a blur in front of his eyes, as if a black shadow flashed by. When he was about to fight back, he felt a slight chill in his throat, and then a A rusty smell rushed out of his mouth.

pain!

Yarrow sealed his throat with a sword, and retreated quickly, completely ignoring the falling corpse.

Bang!

"Who!"

"Go and see!"

Soon two pirates rushed to the surrounding area. After seeing the situation on the ground, they couldn't help but slightly changed their colors and looked around vigilantly.

"Another brother died, everyone be careful around!"

Yarrow closed his eyes, focused all his energy on hearing and hair perception, slowed down, and walked carefully among all kinds of debris.

In the past, he would not close his eyes, because the eyes rely on visible light to detect the surroundings, and the speed of light is always faster than sound.

However, it is different now, this place is Yarrow's strongest battlefield, because he does not rely on his eyesight, he can feel the movement around him only with the perception ability of the hairs all over his body!

Be careful?

is that useful?

Yarrow sneered in his heart, held his long sword obliquely, opened his eyes slightly, held his breath, and waited for a moment.

When ambushing, he could no longer close his eyes. He had to rely on his eyesight, but let the pirates react to prevent himself from being accidentally injured.

In many cases, injuries on the battlefield are basically equal to death.

Swish!

two!

The knight's long sword in Yarrow's hand was worthy of being his grandfather's treasure. Even though he had killed so many people, a film mixed with oil and blood formed on the surface, but it did not affect its sharpness.

Not far away were the sounds of weapons colliding, mournful cries, and rampant laughter, all kinds of voices were constantly venting.

The muffled hum that sounded here from time to time was unintentionally covered up like this.

The process went smoothly, and it was easier than he imagined!

After confirming again and again that there were no living creatures, Yarrow tidied up a bit.

The main thing is to cut off the blood-soaked bandage on the right hand, move some bandages off the wrist, and wrap them around the palm again.

After tightening the bandage with the aid of his teeth, Yarrow spit out a few times, just biting that bit, he felt the aggressive blood on the bandage flow into his mouth, and a stench lingered in his mouth for a long time.

Suppressing the feeling of nausea, Yarrow wiped his knight's long sword with the clothes of the corpse on the side, and then climbed up to the high platform again and ran quietly to the front deck.

"No, I don't want to die!"

"We jump into the sea!"

"Jumping into the sea will surely kill you!"

"Desi wizard, save us!"

……

Yarrow, who was climbing on the high platform, held his sword hilt tightly and remained silent.

It was a massacre!

The targets of the massacre were the teenagers who were still laughing in front of me a few days ago.

His sensibility is roaring: Anyone has empathy, those teenagers treated him respectfully a few days ago, and those teenagers still spoke the same language as him in this life!

His rationality was saying: It was impossible for him to repel so many pirates on the empty deck, not to mention that the unknown pirate captain on the pirate ship did not make a move.

Yarrow was afraid, he was afraid that he would not be able to control himself, so he rushed out stupidly.

In the past, what he looked down on the most was this kind of overreaching person, and he was also afraid that he would become such a person.

At the same time, he could think of more reasons.

For example: The college might not like people who don't know the importance.

For example: What's the use of saving them now, they will basically be separated later, and they will not get any benefit if they try their best.

For example: You have taken away so many pirates in an all-round way, and you have wiped them all out, how much effort you have, and how many things you have done.

In fact, the most important thing is that he is afraid of death!

The chance of getting the second life is far less than the chance of winning the lottery, and he is the lucky one.

How could he not cherish such a lucky opportunity?

So, even if he wants to show himself, he wants to save those teenagers, he wants to show his heroic and fearless attitude for his teammates, he wants to get high scores and enter the best wizard academy.

But he——was even more afraid of death.

"Woooo! I'm going to kill you!"

Blood splattered, and the teenagers were crying and bloody, still struggling to resist.

"Please let us go!"

Behind the crowd, the heartbroken teenager knelt down and kept kowtowing.

"Kill you!"

The fearless noble boy in front let out a desperate cry, and suddenly grabbed a pirate's weapon, completely ignoring that his palm was pierced, and viciously bit the pirate's throat!

Like the last straw that broke the camel's back, with the rushing out of this noble boy, the defense line of the boys completely collapsed, and they were quickly penetrated by the swarming pirates.

"You guys die!"

"Girl, I like killing girls the most!"

"Hahaha!"

"Knight Potion, I want Knight Potion!"

It's a carnival.

"Look, this head is so beautiful, I want to use it as a collection!"

A pirate held aloft the pale head of a girl.

Yaro subconsciously turned his head to look.

Oh, it turned out to be Isa.

It was Isa.

It turned out—it was Isa!

"Master Yarrow, thank you for taking care of me a few days ago."

"Thanks to Master Yarrow for taking care of me a few days ago."

"Otherwise, I might not be able to survive now."

"Is this what my mother used to say, the sunshine after the storm?"

Under the gray sackcloth, the white and beautiful collarbone.

In front of Yarrow's eyes, internal organs and severed limbs flew across.

Thousands of thoughts raced through Yarrow's mind.

It seemed that there was an invisible force holding his heart tightly.

He's breathing -- it's hard.

His mind was in a mess.

He was sick of his cowardice.

Yarrow, do you have the martial arts system in your head?

Do you have a little blood?

With you like this, it's no wonder the martial arts system can't be activated.

Wu!

What do you mean?

do you understand?

Yarrow was—slowly getting up.

His sensibility roared: kill!

His rationality is persuading: Teacher Gemma is on the boat, and his mother must not be hiding far away.

Yarrow's blood is not hot, his heart is colder.

Yarrow growled loudly:

"Fuck your mother!"