Pirates: Green Bull Marshal

"Hey, I didn't expect that the first person I met was an acquaintance." Vidal stood on the hillside and looked down at the two people who were fighting fiercely.

Behind him, criminals wearing prison uniforms came out one after another, and the number increased from eight to ten.

"Lord Vidal, do you want us to go down and catch them?" One of the pirates came over and asked respectfully with his head lowered.

"No hurry, let's take a look first."

Vidal didn't care about all kinds of eyes full of fear or other emotions, and just turned his back to them.

The terrain below was somewhat like a small valley, and the two sides in the battle were Gumir, whom he was familiar with, and Stoloberg, who came from the South Sea.

It was the captain whose hair stood up so high that it was more like wearing a navy hat than wearing it.

Although both of them have the rank of captain, one is a captain directly under the G8 branch, and the other is only a captain of the th branch of the South China Sea.

So the level difference between the two sides is actually three levels, but in the special training camp there is no military rank, and what’s interesting is that both of them are swordsmen, and both are in the dual-sword style.

At this moment, there were four or five dying and howling pirates lying around them, but no one cared about their lives.

Two swordsmen engaged in a fierce, high-speed battle in this small valley.

Two figures flashed past in the bright light of the swords in the air, and the four long swords that had been wiped like autumn frost intertwined together, reflecting the stern eyes of the swordsmen.

The metal jingled and the sparks rose and fell between the knives, and no one was willing to give in.

"shave"

"Lan Feet"

"Moonstep"

The two of them demonstrated their swordsmen's high agility and high attack skills to the fullest. They used various six-style physical skills and the long swords in their hands to engage in continuous attacks.

They hit from the ground to the air, and then fell back to the ground while slashing from the air, watching the pirates who fell to the ground and howling.

"Wonderful swordsmanship" Gumil crossed his swords and slashed at him. Although he was blocked again, his face showed a happy smile.

It's not that there are no swordsmen stronger than him in Baron Fortress, but there are really few swordsmen who are on par with him.

"You are also amazing, to be able to beat me like this." Although Stoloberg was three levels behind the opponent, his pride did not diminish at all.

He hasn't had such a good fight in a long time.

"I have a feeling that as long as I defeat you here, my swordsmanship will improve even more," Gumir said with a smile.

"Me too," Stoloberg said with bright eyes.

But just as they entered the next round of battle, black shadows appeared one after another from the surrounding hillsides.

This caused the two swordsmen to stop their hands in a tacit understanding, turning their backs to each other and facing the newly appeared enemy.

"So many criminals have gathered..." Gumir looked solemn.

Although they had just beaten the four on the ground, neither he nor Stoloberg had any intention of underestimating them.

Although the strength of these guys selected by Zefa is not much higher, the lower limit is not too low.

Basically, they are all pirates from the first half of the Grand Line, and there are also some animal-type ability users among them.

One or two people might not be too difficult to deal with, but they wouldn't be able to get rid of them with one or two swords. After all, these pirates are all veterans who have experienced a lot of fighting.

But if the number rises to three or four, even Gumir finds it difficult.

But before he and Stoloberg were together, they first teamed up to kill the pirates before they started fighting each other.

"Ten people, trouble..." Stoloberg kept scanning the criminals who were gradually surrounding them.

"Who brought them together?"

Gumir was a little puzzled, because there seemed to be no one out of the ordinary among the ten people. At this moment, a familiar voice sounded from above.

"I'm sorry to interrupt your duel, but I really don't want to wait any longer. Let's talk."

Vidal looked at them condescendingly, with the usual smile on his face.

"Vidal"

Gumir and Stoloberg both looked up. The former's face changed. He secretly said, "Why did you meet each other so quickly?"

"It was you who brought them together." The latter showed no awe to Vidal and asked directly.

"Yes."

"Don't you think you are colluding with others?" Stoloberg raised his right hand and pointed the sword at it. "As a navy, you are hanging out with a group of criminals."

Seeing this guy being so rude, Gumil pursed his lips and the corners of his eyes jumped a little fast, but he didn't say anything.

Because he also felt that Vidal's behavior was very inappropriate.

"They're just dogs I caught casually." Vidal replied naturally.

But his words did not give the pirates who were fighting for him any face or self-esteem.

Even if he saw the embarrassment, anger, and resentment expressions of these people after hearing this, he still turned a blind eye.

Stoloberg and Gumier were also stunned by these words. If this is the case, there seems to be nothing wrong with them.

At this moment, the four pirates who had been chopped to the ground by them were suddenly wrapped in vines that emerged from the ground, and then stood up vigorously after a burst of faint green light.

"You guys are the same. Either fight for me or die now. Make your choice." Vidal glanced at the four of them.

The four people looked at each other and replied in unison: "I would like to be a hunting dog under your command." After saying that, they picked up their weapons and joined the ten people.

Now the expressions of the two swordsmen became even more ugly. They didn't expect such a saucy move.

Heal the injured pirate, and then enslave him to bite like a dog.

I thought that Polusalino's previous operation was shameless enough, but who would have thought that Vidal was no worse than his opponent?

"Now you have a choice too."

Just when everyone thought the battle was about to begin, Vidal smiled again and said: "First, in the face of my joint efforts with them, we will directly retreat from this melee."

"Two, I will deal with you two alone. If I win, you will become my companion and continue to move forward with me."

Stoloberg's face changed drastically, as if he was extremely angry, and he shouted: "Do you want us to be your dogs too?"

Gumir also looked at Vidal with unkind eyes. If this is the case, even if he can't beat him, he will have to fight hard, and the relationship in the future will be completely frozen.

"No"

Vidal naturally denied it, he never had this idea, and said: "I said, it is my partner, subordinate, and slaves with me to supervise these garbage."

"As a navy, isn't it natural for you to work with me to guard criminals?"

"The key is that I don't like killing people very much, but I don't want to let them go, so I came up with this method of using their remaining value."

Stoloberg and Gumir looked at each other, silent, and could only continue to listen to Vidal.

"Also, if you lose to me two-on-one, it proves that you are not capable of becoming the final three."

"In that case, if you continue to follow me, won't you still be able to see my battle with Sakaski, Porusalino and the others?"

"Don't tell me, you don't want to see me"

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