Lord of the Holy Light of Pirates

Jane recognized this voice at once. Wasn't it the young man wearing Snoopy just now?

She glanced around and found that the young man had disappeared.

"Use this power but I feel like I'm not its true owner." She said while turning her body and looking around.

"Yes, you are not his real master, but before its master can pick it up again, it is up to you to control this power." The voice drifted farther and farther and became quieter.

Jane looked at the direction where the sound drifted away and asked, "Okay, but before that, can you tell me your name?"

"I, Roy, never leave my name behind when I do good deeds. Just call me the Great Lord."

A few days later.

In a small town in New Mexico, Sol, who looked dusty and dirty, looked at the biscuits being baked at a roadside stall. At the same time, he was still looking at the black boss's thick body, thinking about how many punches he could do. Knock him down, or knock him down with a few punches.

Yes, he, Thor, the son of Odin and the holder of Mjolnir, has been hungry for two days.

Because he led the team to attack the Frost Giant's territory without authorization, Odin was furious, and he was deprived of his divine power and banished to the mortal world.

Now he is no longer the invincible Thor in the God's Domain. He has lost his hammer and his divine power. Now he is just a homeless man who has no food to eat, no warmth to wear, and no place to live. No, even Even worse than a homeless person, at least the homeless person still has food to eat.

He was exiled to this strange planet with no money, no divine power, no hammer, and only tendon meat. Therefore, he did things like eat King's Meal at first, but then he was chased away by his boss with a kitchen knife. several streets.

After that, he no longer dared to look down on the indigenous people of this world.

It's terrible, it's terrible. Didn't I just eat a few Boston lobsters that were as long as my own arms? As for chasing me down a few streets?

However, after the last lesson, Saul no longer dared to do so. Now he could only squat on the street, letting countless pedestrians pass him by, staring at the barbecue restaurant opposite, while enduring the hunger in his belly. pain.

"Hey, brother, why don't you have a piece of cake?" Roy, dressed simply and with a gray complexion, suddenly appeared in front of Thor.

Thor looked at the other party, his eyes trembling slightly.

He didn't know the other person, and even said that it was impossible for him to know the other person, but that plain sentence brought back endless memories of Sol.

That's what happened in Asgard.

When I was young, I was punished for committing a crime and was not allowed to eat for three days. But with the divine power blocked, my young self couldn't hold on for even one day, let alone three days. It was only on the first day that I was dizzy and weak from hunger.

But at this time, the younger brother who often played pranks on him brought a watermelon over and said to himself.

"Hey, brother, do you want to eat melon? This melon is very sweet."

That was the first time his brother treated him to food. Although the inside had been hollowed out and there were many venomous snakes inside, Thor still couldn't forget it.

At this moment, the two figures overlapped slightly, and even the dirty expressions on their faces were so similar.

Thor looked at Roy, looking at his ripped jeans, Snoopy clothes, and dirty face, and came to a conclusion.

The other person is just like himself, a homeless man who doesn't have enough to eat.

Before Sol could answer, he saw that the homeless man opposite him had carefully broken the meatloaf in his hand into two halves. The movement was so light that he was afraid that a drop of oil or a pellet of meat would leak out. Then, he lifted half of the meatloaf. in front of yourself.

Looking at the food handed over by the other party, Sol did not take it although he was moved.

What a joke, how could I, the god of thunder, Thor, accept food from a mortal homeless man? If I accepted it, would I still be the god of thunder and lightning?

two minutes later

"This cake is so fragrant and delicious." Sol sucked the meat juice from his fingers and had endless aftertaste.

Roy approached Sol with a smile on his face: "Are you full?"

Sol's eyes kept flickering on the other half of the pie in Roy's hand, and then he said without confidence: "I'm full."

"Do you still want to eat?" Roy still had a mean smile.

Sol:

After another round of feasting and finishing the other half of the pie, Thor turned back to look at Roy: "Tell me, what is your purpose?"

"I'm just an idle person. What's the purpose? I just want to find a smarter partner to do some things with. I think you are good. You are a good hand at hard work." Roy smiled and continued: "I must have not eaten enough just now. I want to No, I’ll treat you to dinner.”

"Do you have the money to treat me to dinner?" Saul looked at Roy who was as destitute as himself, a little disbelieving.

"Isn't this true? I can't complete my work alone, but two people are different." Roy vowed and patted his chest.

Sol's eyes were filled with confusion. He looked at Roy: "What do you mean, I won't do what those robbers and thugs did?"

Roy smiled slightly, took out a finely crafted wallet from his trouser pocket, folded a few pieces of white paper and stuffed it in front of Sol, and then raised the corner of his mouth, "I have a way, at least we can have a good meal. Just a meal, as long as you cooperate well and rest assured, this method is neither stealing nor robbing, but it is not very honorable, and the target is not those poor people."

Thor became more and more confused as he listened, but he was not stupid as he was influenced by Loki, the god of trickery. After a moment, he asked: "The black man eats the black man."

Hearing this, Roy was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Saul with a look of resentment: "Who do you look down on? Have you ever read a book? How do the teachers in school teach you, hoe the strong and support the weak?" , robbing the rich and giving to the poor, this is a good deed, and this is a rule that everyone in the Young Pioneers abides by. How can such a noble thing turn sour in your mouth? You will know that you did not study well in school."

Sol was dumbfounded by what Roy said. He had never heard of such things as hoeing the strong and helping the weak, robbing the rich and giving to the poor, and Young Pioneers.

He rubbed the back of his head and said with confusion on his face: "When I was studying in Asgard, my grades were second in that class. Even my teacher said that I was talented and intelligent."

Roy showed a look of disdain, looked at Saul and said, "You are the only one who is so talented and a stupid boy. Are you always fooling me? Or are there only two students in your class?"

Sol was stunned: "How do you know that the first place is my brother?"

Roy