Pirates: Invincible at the beginning

"Old man!"

"Aren't you coming down for a chat?"

Sorata retracted his gaze, raised his head, looked at a cloud in the sky that looked like a drumstick, shouted softly with a smile on his lips.

The sound was not loud, but it reached the ears of an old man wearing armor, a black cloak, and a long white beard behind the drumstick cloud in the sky.

The old man was holding a huge spear in his hand, and his feet were on the back of a pink-skinned, black-spotted bird.

The old man looked at the direction of the firelight below, thoughts rolling in his eyes.

The strongest warrior of this generation of Sandians, War Ghost Weber, is dead now?

Die so easily.

Ever since his throne was snatched away by Enelu 4 years ago, he has been hiding on a small island in the sky, working as a professional mercenary.

It is to help people from Qinghai and help them stop the attacks of Sandians or Kongyu.

He and Weber have fought many times in the past few years. Although Weber will be beaten back by him every time, this does not mean that Weber is weak.

On the contrary, this guy is a descendant of the great warrior "Kargra", a person who is described as scary like a ghost by his fellow tribesmen, but he is actually a very powerful guy.

However, for such a powerful guy, when facing the ship below, he was killed with one shot even though he made the first move.

Didn't even hide...

Do not……

He probably couldn't hide at all and died.

"Ha ha!!"

"Old man, do you want me to ask you to come down?"

At this moment, Sorata's chuckle sounded in the old man's ears again.

It was this chuckle that interrupted the old man's thoughts. He retracted his gaze with a solemn expression. After hesitating for a moment, he lowered his head and said to the bird under him: "Pierre, since they have discovered us, let's go down. Let’s meet!”

"Skin~"

Pierre shouted, flapped his wings, and dived downwards.

Breaking through the clouds, a strong wind blew in, whining in my ears.

The old man on Pierre's back stood firmly on Pierre's back as if his feet had taken root.

Without the obstruction of the clouds, his eyes fell on the Liberty for the first time.

His eyes first glanced at Arlo who was putting away his gun in the middle of the deck, and then quickly looked away.

"That one must be the gunman who killed Weber!"

Even he felt a fatal threat from the other party.

He then looked toward the bow of the ship.

"Ok!"

His eyes froze.

"Another one!"

A little blue-haired girl who was even more dangerous than the gunman made him feel just now was lying on the deck chair in the bow of the ship, sucking juice and reading a newspaper.

On a knife holder next to her recliner were two long knives, one black and one white.

The black-haired woman on the couch on the other side of the blue-haired little girl didn't give him any sense of danger.

But the handsome man sitting on the guardrail in front of the girls, holding a fishing rod, gave him a strange feeling.

There was no aura on the man's body. Apart from his outstanding appearance, he did not feel any danger in the man's body.

But this man, who was not in any danger, made the old man's already solemn expression even more nervous.

He has seen such a man in his life.

And only saw it once.

Although the handsome man below gave him a completely different feeling from the man before, the special temperament that could not sense the momentum at all, but was very eye-catching, was actually the same.

And the man he once was was the most powerful person he had ever met in his life.

Including the current god Enel.

The strongest in every sense of the word.

So the handsome man below, as long as he is not an ordinary person, should be an unpredictable and powerful person.

And how could a man with this temperament be an ordinary person?

For such a strong man, he did not dare to show any slightness.

Because such a strong man is already capable of destroying the entire Angel Island.

Even if Enelu comes to stop it, it will be useless.

Even if Enel eats the Thunder Fruit, which is said to be the power of God, it will be useless.

So when he landed on the Liberty, he did not dare to step on the guardrail like he had landed on the Merry. Instead, he landed on the deck of the bow of the Liberty.

"Skin~"

Pierre folded his wings, shouted, and stood proudly beside the old man.

The old man stood upright on the deck, with the huge gun in his hand, the tip of the gun stuck on the deck, and his hands on the top of the gun barrel. He looked at Sorata and said in a serious tone: "I wonder why this gentleman asked me to come down?"

"Why don't you introduce yourself first?"

Sorata said without looking back, then took the fishing rod in his right hand and pulled it upward.

Suddenly, the sea of ​​clouds in front of the left side of the Liberty looked like something huge was about to rush out. The sea surface bulged upward, and then a huge empty fish with a flat body was pulled up by Sorata.

"It's a dustpan fish again!"

Hearing the noise, Ah Hua, who was sitting cross-legged on the middle deck, wiping a kitchen knife, immediately stood up, rushed to the bow, and stood next to Sorata.

He looked at the flat fish on the fish ditch with a look of disappointment on his face.

They were almost tired of eating this kind of fish with a flat body in the past few days. Because they caught so much, they even gave this fish a name, which is "dustpan fish".

Just like Sorata thought at the beginning, no matter how delicious fish is, you will always get tired of it if you eat it every day.

No, it only lasted more than 3 days.

Ah Hua disliked this empty fish whose eyes were shining when they just met.

"Don't you want to eat?"

"No, I'm just a little tired of it and want to change my taste."

"Haha!! You guy!"

Sorata pulled Kongyu closer, and quickly thrust the fishing rod towards Kongyu. The fishing rod in his hand seemed to be not a fishing rod, but a sword.

Whoosh-!

A ray of silver-gray sword energy quickly shot towards the empty fish from the tip of the fishing rod.

No matter how hard the empty fish struggled, it was of no avail.

The sword energy easily shot through Kong Yu and disappeared into the sea of ​​clouds behind Kong Yu.

Kongyu's struggling body suddenly froze in place, and then quickly shriveled up like a punctured balloon. Despite how big this guy was, only about 2 or 30 kilograms were left at the end.

Sorata pulled up the fish, took off the hook, and threw both the fish and the fishing rod to Hua.

"Don't you see any guests? Go and cook quickly."

"Oh……"

Ah Hua took the fish and fishing rod, turned around, his eyes stayed on the old man for a moment, and then quickly walked off the bow and headed towards the kitchen at the back.

When Ah Hua appeared, the old man had no chance to speak. After Ah Hua left, he looked up at Sorata and spoke calmly.

"It's really impolite to ask people questions right away."

As he spoke, he let go of the gun with both hands and held the gun with his right hand instead. Then he took a step forward, placed his left hand on his lower abdomen, and bent slightly towards Sorata.

"You can call me 'Gan Fal'. I am a sky knight and a professional mercenary. What should I call you sir? Do you have any advice?"