Pirate Codex

The golden mist is shrouded and boundless.

Again

Standing on the white jade platform, Arthur looked at the golden sea of ​​mist indifferently.

In the past three months, although I have not come here every time I sleep, as long as I have the consciousness to come here before going to bed every day, I will come here that night.

He didn't observe the golden mist, nor looked down at the ring.

Arthur just went straight to the edge of the white jade platform, sat on the edge of the platform, hunched over, quietly looking at the sea of ​​golden mist, silently in a daze.

The golden mist is eternal and misty, and time loses its measure here.

I don't know how long it took for Arthur's eyes to regain their luster. After sighing inexplicably, he lowered his head and looked at the ring in his hand.

The white jade ring is still plain and light, with restrained light. However, the two-color silk threads wrapped around it have been greatly reduced than before. The total number of silver and white threads is 33.

Arthur sighed again. A silk thread is equal to a human life. This means that a total of 79 villagers died in this disaster.

I was once pleasantly surprised to feel the gratitude and recognition of each villager, but now it has become an emotional burden.

The feelings are mutual. The villagers trust Arthur, and Arthur is kind to the villagers. But when they are lost, the joy of the past also forms a shackles of loss, making it difficult to break free.

Taking a deep breath, Arthur put away his emotions and gently rubbed the ring.

Priesthood: Justice, Order

Divine spells: healing, righteous roar, divine protection

True Believer of the Power of Faith: 0

Fanatic believer in the power of faith: 0

Devotees of the Power of Faith: 1822

Power of Faith pan-believers: 6561

Ok

Arthur raised his eyebrows, adding another magical skill

It's a little strange. Originally, Arthur thought that the increase in divine magic was based on the number of threads of faith, but now it seems not.

Suppressing his doubts, Arthur silently sensed the information about the skill of Holy Guard.

Divine Spell: Divine Protection

Function: Form a shield to resist attacks

Consumption: 1 devout believer's power of faith per minute or 10 pan-believers' faith power per minute. If the enemy's attack level exceeds the upper limit, additional consumption will be increased.

Is it a defensive magic to form a shield?

There is no duration or cooling time. It seems that this magic is very controllable.

The consumption is calculated per minute, so can it actually be maintained for one minute by spending the power of faith of a devout believer.

So this upper limit of enemy attack probably means that the shield has a certain value in resisting damage, right?

Just like the shield value, if the shield value is 10, it will require additional consumption to resist an attack of 15. On the contrary, if it is only an attack within 10, no additional consumption is required.

But one thing needs to be determined, whether it can withstand all attacks within 10 within one minute, or can only withstand a total of 10 attacks.

And Arthur frowned.

The extra consumption shows that as long as the power of faith is enough, no matter how powerful the attack is, you can withstand it.

The power of faith?

Arthur lowered his eyes, the light and darkness in his eyes uncertain.

It didn't take long for Arthur to put away his thoughts, lowered his hands and raised his head, looking at the golden mist, and waited quietly.

Last time, I entered here after killing Captain Jack and obtained the Judgment Sword Skill. So this time, after killing two pirate minions and a small boss, will a similar golden sword appear again?

The golden mist drifted slowly, without any reaction.

Arthur frowned, stretched out his hand to pinch his nose, and felt a trace of doubt in his heart.

There's none

The last time the Judgment Swordsmanship appeared after killing Captain Jack, it was originally thought to be a reward for punishing evil, but this time after killing the pirates, there was no golden sword similar to the Judgment Swordsmanship.

So, is it because I made a mistake in judgment, or is it because the evil values ​​​​of these pirates are too small to generate rewards?

What about the captain of the Rotten Tooth Pirates, Rotten Tooth Ford Stanley?

Considering the evil value corresponding to the bounty of 2000 million Baileys, it should be enough.

No, no, Arthur shook his head decisively.

Am I inflated? Without the roar of justice, I would have struggled to kill Crazy Knife Charlie. With such strength, I actually tried to challenge a Devil Fruit user with a bounty of 2000 million Baileys.

Even with the blessing of the Holy Guard, I can block its attack for a short time, but it is still unknown whether it can be damaged by the power brought by the Roar of Justice.

Moreover, just a few of them are far from being a match for the seventy-member pirate group.

Stay here, stay here, don't be in a hurry, take your time

Arthur reached out and patted his cheek to stop his unrealistic thoughts.

Then take a deep breath, calm down, close your eyes, and your consciousness begins to rise.

The autumn morning is quiet and peaceful.

Arthur opened his eyes and blinked a few times before losing sleep. He stretched his body under the thin quilt for a few times, then lifted the quilt and stood up from the bed.

Opening the window, a gust of cool autumn breeze blew in, waking up the spirit and taking away the dull air in the room.

It was still early, about 5 o'clock, and the sky outside the window was still dark. Only a corner of the morning sun fell on the horizon in the distance, emitting a piece of morning light that was as white as fish belly.

Arthur's eyes wandered, looking at the still silent village, his face a little dim.

At this time in the past, most of the hard-working villagers began to get up and prepare for the day's work, and the village could also hear rustling laughter, full of life.

But at this time, there was only silence, and along with the blood stains in the streets and courtyards of the village that had not been cleaned and had turned black, the whole village was like a monster covered with ugly scars, which made people feel terrible.

Arthur sighed, turned around, picked up a set of clean clothes from the bed and put them on, then walked out of the house and went downstairs to wash up.

In the courtyard, next to the well.

Nico Robin sat on a small wooden pole. A pair of small hands stretched out from the edge of the wooden basin in front of her. She picked up a piece of clothing and handed it to another pair of small hands holding soap. After applying soap, Then he handed it to a pair of small hands on the washboard, repeating this process.

"Nicole Robin"

A greeting suddenly came, and Nico Robin's body trembled subconsciously. The little hands around him paused, and then calmed down again. He raised his head and saw the boss Arthur who was looking at him with a smile.

"It's so early." Boss Arthur said.

"Boss Arthur" Nico Robin jumped up like a spring and greeted respectfully loudly.

"Hey, don't be so excited."

Arthur smiled and waved his hand, walked forward, bent down and stretched out his hand to wipe away the foam on Nico Robin's face, and continued:

"You don't have to go so early. Children should have a good rest. It's okay to wash a few clothes later."

In fact, there are not many housework that little Robin needs to do. Everyone is responsible for their own bedrooms, and the kitchen is also Kevin's territory. Little Robin only needs to wash the clothes and clean the living room and stairs on weekdays.

In fact, cleaning the living room and stairs twice a week is enough. A bunch of men don't have strict requirements for the environment.

But Nico Robin is still busy and busy, cleaning every day, coupled with the strange ability of the flowers and fruits, she is really a little housework expert.