Ghost knife pirates of the pirate king

In the early morning, the sky was gray and the sounds of seabirds were harsh and loud.

Charlotte had nothing worth packing. She looked at her simple room, a bed, a chair, and a black knife.

The origin of the knife at his waist is as mysterious as his.

This was everything after he opened his eyes. Facing the separation, he was not melancholy, only indifferent. He straightened his collar, put the sheathed black knife on his waist, opened the door, and walked out.

The endless ocean is right in front of you. Several boats are gently touching each other in the breeze. There is wet land under your feet. Black steel-soled boots step on it, splashing a few drops of juice and dew.

Lance was already standing outside, and there were a few friends seeing him off. Naturally, they were not seeing off Charlotte. He didn't have many friends here, or in other words, he had no friends at all.

Before that day, he was cold and unapproachable. After that day, no matter how hard he tried to make himself appear down-to-earth, he still couldn't distort the impression in their hearts.

He is still the terrible god of murder, covered in blood, but without a trace of expression, killing people like a fool. Every time others see Charlotte, they will only think of that evil and demonic figure.

Although he saved the village, he was not a hero... Maybe he was. Heroes are all aloof and inaccessible to others, but others did not dare to approach Charlotte.

Except for Lance, maybe Lance is a good person, maybe he has his own plans, maybe he is simply not afraid of Charlotte. In short, over the years, the only people who can say a few words to Charlotte are the old mayor and Lan Sri Lanka.

Accompanying him are countless books, countless novels and stories, and some maritime anecdotes.

Is it pitiful?Maybe, but Charlotte doesn't feel much. Maybe he has never had it, and it can't be said to have been lost...or maybe, deep down in his heart, he also longs for a trace of true friendship, or maybe this is the real reason why he goes to sea. Purpose...the truth, who knows?

"Charlotte, wake up!?"

"Let's go." Charlotte said lightly, but without looking at the people next to Lance, Lance hugged his shoulders: "Why don't you say goodbye?"

Charlotte glanced at those people, but what she saw was a faint fear, and forced smiles appeared on their faces: "Goodbye, Charlotte, I wish you a safe journey."

Charlotte grinned, without any trace of reluctance, as if it was from the heart: "Have a nice trip! Then, goodbye! You bastards, remember to miss me!"

"Hahaha..." Lance smiled, but there was a hint of complexity in his eyes. He hesitated to speak, but in the end he was unable to say what was in his heart.

He looked back at his friend: "If everything goes well, I'll be back tonight and have a drink!"

"Lance, you bastard, stop raising flags!"

"roll!"

……

The Kingdom of Siya was founded 200 years ago. Its geographical territory is very small. Rather than being a kingdom, it is more appropriately described as the territory of a knight. There are only three cities, and even the king is not qualified to participate in the World Conference.

The kingdom of Dansia was not founded by force.

A mineral called tungsten is produced here, which is extremely versatile and can be used for cannon casting and construction.When forging steel, adding a little tungsten can make the forged steel have better toughness and heat resistance.Therefore, whether it is the navy, pirates, or the general army, they often come here to make purchases.

Although Xia Luo has never been to the sea, besides practicing swordsmanship and reading books since he was a child, he is also familiar with these things.

……

Before the boat arrived at the dock, Charlotte looked at the sea from a distance with sharp eyes like an eagle.Outside the entire port town, there are many large ships, two-masted, three-masted, and even a five-masted ship moored on both sides of the four piers, on the bridges, with people coming and going, and it is very busy.

The coolies were sweating profusely as they carried one or two boxes of heavy items.

It should be tungsten.

The goods are not transported from the city, so the mine should be near Siya City.

Therefore, the guards here may not be strict.

It's just that Charlotte didn't pay much attention to these. He just thought of them unconsciously when he saw them. He didn't even realize what his instinct represented.

Observation, analysis, association...reasoning.

"Hey, Lance, tungsten stone should be valuable, right?" Charlotte asked.

The wind was not very noisy today, so Lance had to hold on to the oar. He wiped the sweat from his face and said, "It's valuable! Of course it's valuable! One hundred kilograms of tungsten can be sold for millions." Bailey’s, this can be said to be a huge profit.”

"Is that so..." The corner of Charlotte's mouth curled up slightly, "Why don't you go and rob him? I need money to buy a boat anyway, right?" As he said that, he shook his head and chuckled: "But if you rob it, you have to become a pirate. This deal is not a good deal, how about trying to steal dozens of kilograms from him?"

Although Lance and Charlotte have known each other for a long time, they have not been together for a long time. He was a little surprised and said: "How to steal?"

"A few dozen kilograms is nothing, right? Or, waiting for a merchant ship to leave, killing people and stealing goods is also a way... But, how to get rid of it is also a problem, um..." Charlotte stroked her chin, her eyes were calm, but her words The sentence reveals a sense of unbridled arrogance.

Lance groaned, not daring to answer.

Seeing this, Charlotte laughed disdainfully: "Ha, I'm kidding you because you're so nervous. Stealing a boat is a thankless task. Even if I rob it, I can't move the boat by myself. "Although I have read some books about navigation, I have never practiced it, and I dare not drift on the vast ocean."

Charlotte's eyes were stern: "I'll just buy a boat."

Lance breathed a sigh of relief. Although Charlotte often joked, his jokes were not very funny because he always gave people the feeling that he would really do it. He still remembered what happened four years ago. There were pirates coming at that time, and he made a joke, saying that he would burn those pirate ships. As a result, Charlotte also smiled and replied that the beach was very prosperous that night.

From then on, he didn't dare to make such a joke.

"Where did you get the money?"

"Grab it!"

"I'm serious with you."

Summer:

Luo patted the black knife on his body and chuckled: "Don't forget who I am. I heard that the big pirates are all registered in the navy. There is a reward for killing them. Why don't you just kill a few and take them to collect the rewards?" Got money."

For someone much younger than him to call himself brother, Lance seemed to have never heard of it, and only said: "You are so confident in your wishful thinking. Let's talk about it later if you can succeed!"

"Hey." Xia Luo smiled and said nothing. He had the most basic confidence in his own strength. This is a necessary condition for all strong men. Xia Luo didn't know this, but in the past killings, he had never been defeated. Not even seriously injured.

People are not born with humility. When everyone around you only respects you but has no closeness to you, but you can plunder everything at will, it is inevitable that you will feel a bit proud.

……

The two chatted without a word, and soon the boat approached the dock.

Lance casually tied the rope on the boat to one of the pier pillars, jumped up from the boat, grabbed the pillar, swung it, and landed flexibly on the pier... There was no way, the pier was for big ships. The pillars for loading and unloading goods are three meters high from the sea level, which is really out of reach for such a small sampan.

Charlotte sneered: "Trash, it's up to me."

He put his hands behind his back, stepped on the pillar beam, turned over, and jumped onto the pier in a magnificent way.

"Don't be too showy." Lance nodded and pointed to the side.

The topography of the dock consists of four very long bridges, about seven or eight meters wide, followed by a flat land like a temporary village, with some small pubs and vendors. A little further along the avenue, you can see a city wall.

And what Lance was signaling was the troops patrolling back and forth in the villages and towns. These soldiers held kite-shaped shields, swords at their waists, and leather armors. They looked majestic and sacrosanct.

Charlotte knew clearly that these troops should be protecting the tungsten industry.

After Xia Luo used his extremely arrogant method of getting on the bridge, the captain looked at him with a look that seemed evil.

Charlotte felt something, looked back attentively, frowned slightly, and then showed a trace of contempt, and then chuckled again: "A bunch of rubbish."

Charlotte can be said to be a master of swordsmanship. He has killed hundreds of pirates. His eyes cannot be said to be extremely accurate in judging a person's strength, but they rarely make mistakes.

A person can be without strength, but he must not be without vision. Otherwise, if he offends someone he cannot offend, he will die without knowing what happened.

This sentence was what the old mayor often said when Charlotte was a child. Although he disapproved of the old pervert, he still remembered this sentence in his heart.

At this moment, he just glanced at the soldiers and saw that, except for the captain who was wearing armor, they were basically rubbish. Yes, everyone here was rubbish.

Although their heads were raised proudly like a rooster, their eyes were not sharp. Instead, they were dull and lazy. Some of them even didn't even raise their heads, as if the sun was too dazzling.

The kite-shaped shields are also held casually, and some of them are even just hanging between the fingers, without even the intention of holding them, and without the slightest defensive mentality. If there is an invasion by a foreign enemy, and a cold arrow is fired, even if you react, you will not be able to hold it in that posture. shield.

All of them have smooth skin, swollen bodies, insufficient training, too much alcohol and meat, their steps are sloppy and unsteady, and their walking even seems to have a hint of 'drag'.

This group of 'elites' is not something Charlotte can boast of, but if he really wanted to wipe them all out, it would definitely not take more than one minute.

To say it is garbage may be a bit insulting to garbage. At least some of the garbage can be recycled. According to Charlotte, it would be perfect if they stuff the garbage here into their own mouths. The garbage should be put together, not Put it in the port to defend against pirates.

"Hey, Lance, can these rubbish really defend the city?" Charlotte said without hesitation, his voice was quite loud, and he didn't seem to pay attention to those soldiers at all. As he spoke, he used a contemptuous expression He glanced at their backs.

Lance was startled and whispered: "If people hear this, neither of us will ever want to enter the city again."

Charlotte shrugged indifferently: "But you have to recognize it as trash! If these bastards have pirates attacking the city, they will be over in a few minutes."

"..." Lance didn't know what to reply. He pondered for a while, and finally had to say deeply: "Let's go into the city!"

Charlotte and Luo walked along the avenue for a while and then arrived outside the city gate.

The city gate was not high, was a bit old, and was slightly weathered. Charlotte felt like he could slowly pick something out among the bricks with his fingers. He sighed: "Hey, Lance, what do you say?" Do I really want to capture this city by myself? I feel like I can really do it!"

"Stop making trouble. If you really rob it, it won't be the navy, but the World Government. You can rob the port of Siya City, but if you really shake the production of tungsten, you will touch the government." The bottom line is reached." Lance said seriously.

Charlotte smiled and said, "I am also joking. It is a major tungsten production area. If I really destroy the tungsten production here, I may be directly listed as a major criminal by the government who will not stop fighting."

Although Charlotte's knowledge is quite narrow, he is an extremely smart person. He also learned a lot from novels and anecdotes, and disassembled and analyzed the information, leaving it in his mind and turning it into countless threads. When thinking, you can instantly draw certain possible conclusions.

"...As long as you understand." Lance has been thinking, is it because no one has talked to Charlotte for so long that he has developed a habit of talking to himself?

With a bit of pain in his stomach, Lance led Charlotte into the city gate. Next to him was an endless stream of merchants. There was a long queue when entering and exiting. The soldiers checked their goods lazily, but they didn't. Someone stepped forward to stop Lance and Charlotte.

"Are you related to them?" Charlotte raised her eyebrows.

"Huh!? How is it possible? Siya City only collects taxes from merchants who bring goods in and out. Who cares about us who come in empty-handed?"

Charlotte asked with a strange look on her face: "Then what if some pirates and bandits get in?"

"Who knows, I'm not the city lord, it's none of my business." Lance was already impatient with Charlotte's many questions, and Charlotte knew the answers himself. This was what made him most angry.

Charlotte chuckled a few times. Maybe it was because he was lacking in emotion. He liked to see people around him getting angry or experiencing any kind of emotional fluctuations... Or maybe it was a certain mentality that was at work. He thought that anger and sadness were okay. Bring others closer to you.