Pirate Codex

Time passed and three months passed.

Autumn was getting thicker, and the breeze brought a slight chill. Arthur stopped and looked up at the sun that had reached his head. He put down the long sword, walked to the stone table on the side, picked up a sweat towel, and wiped it. Covered in sweat.

Arthur's naked upper body is steaming with a trace of heat. His originally fair skin has turned into a healthy bronze color. He has a tall and handsome figure. He is about 175cm tall. His whole body is covered with strong muscles. His whole body looks like a bird that is ready to go. The leopard shows its sharp edge.

Putting down the sweat towel and giving himself a treatment, Arthur picked up the sword, turned around and walked towards the fruitful orchard.

There are three types of fruit trees planted in my own small orchard: apples, pears and oranges. These are also common fruits in this world. This is the time for their maturity and harvest.

Originally, Arthur didn't care much about the orchard, but since Henry joined and volunteered to take care of the orchard, Arthur gave Henry the responsibility of the orchard and asked him to take care of the orchard after training.

The results are quite gratifying. Henry's skills are good, and the fruits produced are quite sweet in taste.

At this time, in the orchard, as far as you can see, there are tall fruit trees bearing lots of fruits. The bright red apples, clear yellow pears and bright oranges complement each other, which is so beautiful.

"dong dong dong"

A cold light suddenly flashed through the dense green leaves of the branches, and three bright red apples fell off and fell into the huge fruit basket placed under the tree.

"Ha, there are only three, Henry, it seems you haven't practiced enough."

Paul put his sword on his shoulder, glanced at the apples that fell into the fruit basket, sneered, and laughed unceremoniously.

Among the three new members, Henry is the strongest and the one who practices the hardest. After three months of hard practice, his figure gradually grew stronger and his height grew to about 170cm. The freckles on his face appeared It looks inconspicuous against the bronze skin.

At this time, the two were having a fruit picking competition.

Henry put the sword back into its sheath, without a trace of emotion rising in his blue eyes, he just stretched out his right hand and raised it to him, "Okay, okay, you go ahead."

Henry is about 165cm tall, but much shorter than Paul. He has bronzed skin that has also been cultivated through hard work. His short sky-blue hair flutters in the wind, and his temperament is still cold.

But compared to before, the confidence and confidence in his eyes are a bit more. This comes from hard training day after day and his own growing strength.

Paul naturally understood what his partner meant, so he grinned widely and said with a confident smile: "Watch it."

Taking off the long sword from his shoulder, Paul took a few steps back, holding the scabbard in his left hand and the hilt in his right hand. He bowed slightly and looked up at the fruit tree in front of him, his eyes wandering.

It didn't take long for Paul to find his target, his tired eyes suddenly became sharp, and the corners of his mouth turned up.

"I want to go"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw his right leg kicking out fiercely, raising a cloud of dust, and his body turned into a strong wind and rushed towards the fruit tree.

When he rushed to the fruit tree, he jumped forward with all his strength, turned his body, tapped his feet on the tree trunk a few times, and with a little help, the whole person appeared in mid-air.

Immediately afterwards, there was only a clear sound, and a cold light like a crescent moon suddenly appeared among the green leaves in the breeze.

"dong dong dong dong"

The apple fell into the basket, the figure fell to the ground, and the noisy dust returned to the earth.

Paul had his back to the fruit basket, his body as straight as a pine tree, and he sheathed his sword leisurely. He was really cool and confident.

Henry was too lazy to pay attention to Paul's invisible pretense. He stepped forward with his sword, and after a slight observation, he picked up an apple with a corner missing from the fruit basket, leaving Paul behind, and said with a smile:

"It seems that you haven't practiced well either."

Paul turned around, took the apple, turned it over slightly, and when he saw the cut on it, he snorted, stuffed it into his mouth and ate it in two or three bites, threw the core on the ground, and said with some reluctance:

"It's all because Uncle Smith's swordplay is so bad. If I had Edward's sword, I wouldn't have made such a mistake."

The swords of Paul, Henry and Kevin were all made by Uncle Smith, the village blacksmith. As a rural blacksmith who makes farm tools all year round, Uncle Smith's sword-making skills are naturally not very good, so the three of them can only Used carelessly.

Henry smiled softly and did not answer. Edward's sword was the reward he gained after going through dangers with Arthur and killing the evil Captain Jack.

Going through adventures, killing evil pirate captains, and finally harvesting beauty and treasures, Paul might find such a story very beautiful and exciting, but he doesn't want to have such an experience. Most of the dangerous situations are narrow escapes, and it is not that easy to survive.

How much ability you have, how much you can do, this is Henry's philosophy at this time.

"Why, are you being lazy?"

A familiar clear voice came from behind, and the two people quickly turned their heads and bowed slightly respectfully.

"Boss Arthur"

Arthur's upper body was naked, revealing his well-defined muscles. He was wearing a pair of gray linen trousers, with the legs of the trousers tucked into black cloth boots. There was a black belt around his waist, with a long sword hanging on it.

The warm autumn sun shines through the gaps in the thick tree cover, shining mottledly on Arthur's short golden hair, reflecting his gentle smile, shining brightly.

"Picking fruits is also training, so you can't slack off." Arthur said with a smile.

Just like playing Fruit Ninja, the three elements of speed, accuracy and ruthlessness are indispensable. In Fruit Ninja, if you want to become stronger, you must learn to cut continuously and hit accurately.

The same is true for picking fruits. You must strengthen the precise control of the knife in order to pick more accurately, and only cut the roots without damaging the fruits. If you swing the knife faster, the speed of picking fruits will naturally be faster.

"Okay, Boss Arthur"

The two were obedient, then drew their swords and stepped forward, swung their swords honestly and picked up the fruit.

Arthur looked at the lively figures of the two jumping up and down, then looked at Edward and Bowness who were jumping up and down not far away, and smiled kindly.

These are still children, so sensible and hard-working, incomparable to those naughty children in the previous life.

Arthur couldn't help but think of his cousins ​​at home and his poor mannequin.

"Boss Arthur, Boss Arthur"

A loud and urgent shout came from behind him, and Arthur didn't need to look back to know that it was the voice of little fat Kevin.

Isn't Kevin supposed to be cooking?

Since Kevin showed his talents in eating and cooking, he officially accepted the position of chef of Bowness and took charge of everyone's eating and drinking.

It has to be said that compared to the rough Bowness, Kevin's cooking skills are quite good, much higher than the average level in the village.

Arthur turned around with doubts, and saw a sturdy little fat man running from far to near. The speed of the galloping was very inconsistent with his figure, and there was an inexplicable contrast between him and his figure.

"Boss Arthur, look, look."

Kevin yelled, raising his arms around a girl Arthur

Arthur narrowed his eyes