Pirate: Give me your power

The air on the field was suddenly quiet.

Logan coughed, scratched the back of his head, and said, "Tell me, I will consider it if I can do it."

"Thank you, little friend," the old king's eyes lit up, and he said earnestly, "Please help me bury these people."

"bury?"

Logan pointed to the hundreds of people who knelt and committed suicide in the square with a surprised expression, and swallowed, "All?"

Tears welled up in the old king's muddy eyes, and he said in a hoarse voice, "They have suffered too much, and I don't want them to be exposed to the wilderness again."

This matter should have been done by him, the king himself, but he was powerless!

Weeping could not be concealed in the weak voice, echoing in the square, there was an inexplicably heavy and indelible pain and sadness.

Logan suddenly put down the knife, sat cross-legged on the ground, looked at the king from afar, and said in a low mood, "Can I know why they committed suicide?"

Although it was a question, but the tone revealed the determination to know.

The king's chapped lips trembled and murmured, and two lines of muddy old tears fell down.

Logan stared at him deeply.

The king sighed deeply and said sadly, "Their hearts are already dead."

"The Kingdom of Yundrik is a kingdom reborn from the ruins. 400 years ago, the ancient Yundrik was destroyed by war and lost all its history and culture. Only the little princess and thousands of citizens were left lingering on the scorched earth."

The king narrated with tears: "In the following 200 years, generations of ancestors overcame obstacles, rebuilt their homes on the ruins of blood and tears, and gradually restored the kingdom's atmosphere. However, 200 years ago, the world government involuntarily attacked the new Yundrick Kingdom. They wantonly destroyed the city and slaughtered the royal family and its people. The new Yundrick was completely destroyed overnight..."

"...After that night, there were only a few dozen people left on this land. They hid in the deep forest, multiplied, and lived with wild beasts all day long, almost degenerating into savages..."

The king thought of sad things, choked up, and wept uncontrollably.

Logan frowned, he noticed a number: 400 years ago.

That famous golden city, Chandora, which is still floating in the sky, seems to have been washed up into the sky 400 years ago, right?

Is there any connection between the two?

When Logan was puzzled, the old king's crying gradually stopped.

Logan took the opportunity to ask: "Why does the world government hate you so much? Even if the ancient Yundrik kingdom is hostile to the world government, it doesn't matter what happens to the new Yundrik kingdom. After all, you only have the same name, and the cultural inheritance as the core is broken."

Hearing what Logan said, the old king seemed to have touched the bottom line, his stagnant eyes suddenly fluctuated violently, and he mustered all his strength to emphasize heavily: "There has never been only one Yundrick!"

"Cough cough cough cough!"

Because of being too excited, the old king coughed violently and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Logan knew he had said something wrong, so he quickly apologized.

The old king coughed for a long time, his voice became weaker and weaker, "Although we can't imagine what the ancient kingdom was like, a promise that has been passed down orally and never forgotten from generation to generation connects us closely with our ancestors."

Logan's heart moved, and he asked, "What agreement?"

The old king was silent for a moment, and after going through some ideological struggles, he finally smiled wryly: "Come on! Come on! The country is about to perish. What's the use of keeping the agreement? Let me tell you."

Logan was all ears.

The old king looked solemn, and chanted: "King of Yundrick, stick to this place and wait for our return."

"Perseverance... Perseverance... is a promise, and it is a curse!"

The old king closed his eyes in pain, and two turbid old tears rolled down.

Logan asked hesitantly, "Who are you waiting for? Joey Boy?"

The old king shook his head and cried: "It's the ancestor, Yun Derick doesn't know how many years ago the ancestor!"

Logan was shocked: "Ancestors? Are they still alive?!"

The old king opened his cloudy tearful eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "This king doesn't know, but the agreement that has been handed down for hundreds of years is like this."

Logan was silent.

The vicissitudes of life, the great changes in the world, Yundrick's subjugation twice, the agreement passed down by word of mouth may have made mistakes.

What a sad country.

However, when Logan looked at the skinny people who had committed suicide in the square, he still couldn't help being angry, and couldn't help asking: "You are not an unknown person if you can have a big sharp knife, why don't you bring yours?" The people are rebuilding their homes, why must they watch them commit suicide?!"

"This king abandoned them..."

Hearing Logan's questioning, the old king had a look of remorse on his face. He closed his eyes in pain, and murmured: "This king found a piece of text on the island 40 years ago, and he was able to see a corner of the glory of our country in ancient times. So he determined to restore the country, even if it attracted the attack of the world government again. This king is confused. He didn't tell anyone. He secretly left Yundrick, visited famous teachers, and studied in the country of peace."

"Twenty years ago, this king succeeded in learning, but he didn't want to be plotted against by traitors. He was imprisoned underground with his meridians and limbs destroyed. Until three years ago, this king escaped from the chaos and went into exile all the way. It was not until two days ago that he returned home. .”

"But, but... ah..."

The old king suddenly became incoherent and burst into tears.

Logan stood up silently, and walked step by step from the edge of the square to the old king.

Only then did he see clearly that the old king's body was as thin as a stick, thinner than those who knelt on the ground and committed suicide.

Moreover, his clothes were bloodstained and tattered, and exuded an unbearable smell all the time. What shocked Luo even more was that the old king's arms and legs were nailed with four nine-inch long iron nails!

Logan sighed, sat beside the old king, and listened to his cry.

The old king suppressed his great grief and anger, and said in a trembling voice: "When I came back, I saw my people were disheveled and skinny, and were regarded as hunting beasts by the nobles of the surrounding kingdoms... This king... This king..."

"Very powerless."

Logan said in a low mood, he felt the same way.

The old king bit his lip, his wrinkled face trembled slightly, "They have no strength, so they can only hide in the depths of the forest, but they are treated as rations by powerful wild beasts, they want to die a long time ago."

"Forty years, 40 years, since this king left, they have lost their last hope, and they have not had children for 40 years!"

"They don't want their children to live a life of fear and fear."

"The reason why they are still alive like walking dead is that they are waiting for the king to come back and say something to the king himself..."

"Say something: King, please let the ancient agreement be broken in our generation. Yundrick's future should not bear such a heavy burden."

They are so tired, they can't hold on anymore.

"This is, the final confession..."

The old king's eyes were red, and bloody tears rolled down.

Logan silently looked at the nearest old man who committed suicide.

The stone knife that pierced the heart was so decisive and thorough.

There was a hint of a relieved smile on the old man's numb face.

Logan couldn't help thinking: Is an unfounded agreement really more important than life?

He thought for a long time, couldn't figure it out, couldn't figure it out.

Logan simply didn't want to. He looked at the old king and said, "I promise you, I will bury all these people."

"Thank you thank you... thank you... thank you..."

The old king showed a grateful expression on his face, and kept thanking him.

This was the first time Logan felt positive emotions from the old king since he met him.

Logan thought for a while and said, "What should be written on the tombstone?"

The old king closed his eyes for a long time, then pursed his lips and said, "Don't write, don't write anything."

Logan nodded without saying anything.

"By the way, are you going to bury it too?"

"No!" The old king said firmly: "After the tomb is completed, please let me kneel in front of the tombstone. Yun Delik died at the hands of this king. I am sorry for them, and I am sorry for the previous kings!"

Logan pursed his lips and did not speak.

The air of silence fell between the two of them again.

"Cough cough!"

The old king suddenly coughed twice, and his vital signs became weaker. Logan, who was sitting next to him, felt his breath like an invisible silk thread.

This is probably Qiruoyousi.

"Little friend, after the death of this king, please treat it kindly. This king once used it to kill a ghost."

Logan nodded, he knew that the old king was talking about the big sharp knife named Jianyushen.

But Logan felt that the old king was probably bragging when he said that he had killed ghosts and gods.

Well, he can blow such a bull, so he must have a certain strength.

Logan thought of one thing, so he asked seemingly casually: "Are you very good at swordsmanship?"

The old king saw what Logan was thinking, and forced himself to smile bitterly: "It's a pity that I can't teach it to my little friend."

"It's okay." Logan smiled slightly, stood up and walked behind the old king, and said: "Don't resist, relax, and try to forget my existence."

Although the old king was puzzled, he still closed his eyes according to Logan's words, let go of his guard, and tried his best to forget that there was another person behind him.

Logan kept chanting "Swordsmanship and Swordsmanship" silently in his heart, and at the same time pointed his finger on the old king's head, and immediately activated his ability!

Soon, a ball of purple light the size of a baby's fist floated out of the old king's head and entered between Logan's eyebrows.

boom!

A lot of knowledge about swordsmanship poured into Logan's mind, one-sword, two-sword, and three-sword, but the two-sword swordsmanship accounted for a large part.

Logan browsed through it briefly. It contained action points about various swordsmanship schools, basic swordsmanship movements, a large number of sword moves, and decades of swordsmanship insights from a great swordsman!

That's right, the old king in front of him is actually a great swordsman!

This is a surprise!

"Hey, what did you do to this king? Why does this king feel that the sword in his hand is much less familiar?"

The old king asked, he hadn't noticed the loss of memory in his mind at this time, but he discovered the clue with the sharp intuition of the sword in his hand.

Logan reached out and rubbed his throbbing temples, his brain tingling slightly from the sudden flood of memories.

He didn't answer the old king's words, but asked instead: "Are you good at two swords?"

The old king replied: "My little friend has good eyesight, it's just that my other saber is broken, so I can't give it to you together."

Logan patted Bingmai and said, "I also have a good knife."

The old king praised: "It's really a good knife because it's cold."

Logan smiled, and asked again: "Will you be domineering?"

"Liu Ying?" The old king replied, "I understand a little bit."