brother wolf

I offer Malrose a place to go.

Although he hated Ignatius vehemently, Ignatius still left an indelible mark on him, which made him believe from the bottom of his heart that Ignatius had something unwilling to let him Known or inherited power and wealth.

Malrose always believed that, as the sole inheritor of those powerful magicians, it was impossible for Ignatius to have such meager power. There must be something that Ignatius deliberately concealed.

He crazily worshiped those magicians who have passed away. At that time, they stood on the top of all living beings, overlooking those ordinary people like ants.

He wants to become a real magician, a powerful magician, instead of only some magic that Ignatius ridiculed as "little tricks" as he is now, and he can only lead a small mercenary group. , he is the successor of the great magician, how could he be willing to do the lowly work of catching unintelligent beasts.

We waited for the boats on a small ford outside Tyre, and Malrose sat next to me. This place should be used by fishermen or pirates. There was a lot of water foam, and when it was blown by the wind, it rushed towards you.

The water in this shoal is very shallow, so only some small boats can enter.

When night fell, Malrose ordered his men to light up a lantern, and the flickering flame provided a faint sign for the responders who were about to arrive.

A vague shadow appeared on the surface of the sea, like a thief, sneaking towards us.

Malrose, who had been fiddling with the disc, stood up immediately when he saw the ship appear, and the two men next to him raised the lights in their hands and drew circles in the air to point out the direction for the ship.

The ship docked, Malrose looked at me, I stood up helplessly, and stepped on the gangway put down by the crew.

When I first saw this ship and entered the cabin, I was shocked by what I saw. It was dirty, smelly, full of cockroaches, and all kinds of bugs. The tattered and savage-looking crew members were as dirty as bedbugs.

Something was moving in the wooden barrels piled up next to it. I looked over. At this moment, I felt that too good eyesight is not a good thing. A mouse weighing five or six kilograms poked its head out of it, looking at us outsiders. Or, it jumped to the ground, turned around, let out a bit of evil, and swaggered away.

From the moment he set foot on this ship, the contrived and unnatural smile on Malrose's face finally disappeared. He adapted to this environment very well, and felt a sense of peace of mind that he was in his own territory.

The boat swayed forward on the dark sea, making a creaking, sour sound, as if it would fall apart at any time, I closed my eyes and picked a slightly cleaner place to sit down.

Exhausted from the long voyages and the poor food on board, my body was getting weaker and weaker, and I fell asleep longer than I woke up.

I told Malroth that I couldn't live long, and if he didn't fulfill my wish, then don't expect a dying man to succumb to any threats, torture, compared to what I'm suffering now , it's just drizzle.

Malrose could do nothing but agree to my proposal.

So, we embarked on this journey.

—perhaps the last journey.

There are not only us passengers on this ship, but also some beasts that are going to be transported to San Loch City. They stay at the bottom of the cabin, and I can hear their roars and strong stench.

From their conversations, I know that although the Ross Empire is in civil strife and wars are raging everywhere, this has not at all reduced the interest of the people of Saint Rocco in the Colosseum, and instead made the business of the Colosseum more prosperous.

The breath of doom made people start endless carnivals, paralyzing their nerves in the killing and bloodshed. In order to appease the nobles and the people who were about to rush to the battlefield to become cannon fodder, the rulers of Xiros also tried their best to provide various entertainment activities, of course Also includes the popular gladiatorial shows.

Malrose's business is very good. The pirate-infested inland sea has caused the price of beasts and slaves to rise, affecting other commodities. In the past, one gold coin might be able to buy a month's rations for a family of four, but now, it can only buy three. Food for seven days.

The people are in dire straits, but the upper class is still dreaming of living and dying in extravagant banquets and brutal wrestling.

These dirty sailors are full of foul language. I think they are not just sailors of merchant ships or black ships. If they encounter a good opportunity, they are also willing to temporarily pretend to be pirates to make a windfall.

The speed of this ship is very slow, and it may take half a month to reach Saint Rocco.

This morning, we had just eaten a pot of burnt minced broth, the meat was a bit stale, and there were some pieces of black bread floating on it. The chef, who was full of black mud, took a spoon, scooped up a spoonful of soup and poured it into the bowl with a "clang", and the thick soup splashed everywhere.

A ship appeared on the sea level in front of us, and the people on board immediately became tense, or should I say excited, Malrose and the captain of the ship ran to the bow, carefully observing the movement of the ship in the distance. Condition.

The ship also saw us, but instead of avoiding it, it sailed straight towards us.

After noon, originally only a small black dot-sized ship could be seen, but now its rough shape can be seen.

The people on the boat are gearing up, there is a way to heaven if you don't go, there is no way to hell to come in, there is no reason not to eat the meat delivered to your door.

The captain held a greasy and broken binoculars, and regardless of Malrose's stop, he must intercept the ship to make a vote, "Oh, Malrose, you have become timid, don't you see? Those sleazy merchants' transport ships in St. We can get that ship without breaking a sweat, and you can watch it, damn it."

Malros was a little helpless, he just wanted to reach his destination as soon as possible, and he didn't want to see any extra problems at all. What's more, the merchant ship saw other unfamiliar ships in this inland sea. Sailing over, something was wrong, he told the captain these reasons, only to be laughed at by the captain.

The Aropust ship was getting closer, and the captain ordered the sailors to climb up the mast, and tied a white cloth fluttering in the wind on it, which was a sign of help at sea.

The ship hesitated for a while, maybe our ship's dilapidated appearance was too deceptive, and finally it sailed to us under the desperate wave of the sailors on board.

The two ships were very close together. There were a few men who looked like businessmen standing on the bow of the ship. They were talking to each other. After discussing with the two sailors, they agreed.

Everything went well. The captain and the halfway pirates were gearing up for a big fight. They hid their weapons in their clothes, leaned on a long plank and jumped onto the deck of the merchant ship, then drew out their weapons with a grinning grin.

Their good luck came to an end. Looking at the sharp weapons raised high in their hands, the few philistine businessmen were calm and even laughed loudly. With loud laughter, dozens of fierce men ran out from the cabin.

Not only the number, but also the momentum completely overwhelmed these dirty, tattered part-time pirates who intended to rob.

I stood on the boat here and shook my head. I really don't know who is robbing whom.

Malros, who was standing next to me, twisted my hand and cursed fiercely, "Idiot."

It's a pity that no matter how angry he is, it still doesn't help. After seeing the genuine goods, the part-time pirates shrugged their heads like frosted eggplants, and put down their weapons without even resisting. surrendered directly.

After solving the part-time pirates on the ship, the merchants and the pirates following them turned their attention to us.

At this time, there were only me, Malros and his men left on board, and a few sailors who were old and frail and unfit for fighting.

Of course, I don't have the slightest feeling about this kind of situation that I have encountered once before. Only Malrose is still struggling, but the current situation has no room for him to consider and choose.

The pirate ship disguised as a merchant ship had already sent many pirates to jump on board.

They inspected the spoils cursing, "Damn, this ship is so poor that there are only rats left."

We were surrounded by them.

Malrose was holding me tightly, as if pulling a shield. At this moment, I wondered if I should take some action and tell him that although I am weak now, I am not a soft persimmon to be manipulated by others.

Just as I was thinking about it, another person came over from the boat over there.

When I saw that familiar figure, I was a little stunned.

The storm is standing not far from me.

Sure enough, Malros grabbed my hand more and more tightly. He looked at the pirates around him with gloomy eyes. When he saw the storm, his expression changed, "Storm, what do you mean?"

Storm touched the scar on his face with his finger, pointed at me, "You kidnapped my guest, you must give me an explanation?"

Malrose's withered face bulged, and he grabbed me, "Okay, I can hand him over to you, but." He pointed to those part-time pirates who were tied up, "They, you have to let them go, let us Walk."

The storm's eyes were shining, "Malros, I haven't seen you for a few days, you have become more courageous and dare to negotiate terms with me."

Malrose snorted coldly. He is old and cunning, of course he understands that the only bargaining chip in his hand now is me, and it seems that Storm brought such a large group of men here just for me, so of course he wants to raise the price.

Storm touched the scar on his face again, he raised his head, and agreed to the request made by Malros just now.

The pirates on the ship retreated to the camouflage ship one after another, while the part-time pirates were pushed and thrown back to the broken ship.

The storm was very strong, probably because he had never met anyone who dared to resist him in the inner sea. He underestimated Malros's fighting spirit as a desperado.

Malrose's desire for the power of a magician surpasses everything else. Seeing that he is about to obtain power that does not belong to the world, but is destroyed by this rude pirate leader in front of him, I can almost hear the sound of Malros gnashing his teeth.

He grabbed my hand and walked up to the board, making gestures to push me up.

But what he did next shocked everyone. A sharp dagger was put on my neck, and he cut my neck without hesitation, and the blood flowed out. The body that was already at the limit was even worse.

Malrose laughed wildly, "I won't hand him over to you, now." He pointed the bloody dagger in the air, "You, and your men, give it all back to me."

Storm's face suddenly turned blue. The unexpected reaction of Malrose, who had always been respectful, made him a little embarrassed in front of his subordinates. He waved his hand and probably planned to attack, but soon, he endured it again.

The situation was reversed, and Malrose seized the weakness of the storm, laughing wildly with complacency.

The knife on my neck was painful, but I was not afraid at all, because I felt a familiar and reassuring smell next to me, and he would never let me be in danger.

Sure enough, a person rushed out from behind the wooden barrel not far from Malrose at an extremely fast speed.

With precise calculations, the man slashed the long sword in his hand to the arm of Malros's dagger-holding hand at a completely impossible angle.

Malrose was still holding the dagger tightly, flew into the air, drew an arc, and fell into the sea.

When attacking enemies or hunting for food, it is easier to succeed if you hide in the bushes or suddenly jump off trees or rocks.

Simultaneously with this time, I slammed my elbow into Malroth's chest so hard that he staggered back a step, and then slammed into him with all my weight, making him vomit. After two mouthfuls of blood, he fell into a semi-comatose.

The raider standing in front of me is the boss.

The boss has not changed much, but the long silver-gray hair has been cut shorter, and now it only reaches the shoulders. It is still so quiet, but more restrained and solemn, just like a bottle of fine wine. As time goes by, the changes become more complicated. But it also became more and more mellow, exuding a faint fatal attraction.

The boss's dark brown eyes never left me from the moment he saw me. I sighed secretly. His obvious attitude made it easy for people to detect his feelings.

Faced with this sudden meeting, I didn't know how to react at all. The person I had been silently missing in my heart suddenly appeared in front of me, but I just smiled at the boss.

Feng Feng walked up to the boss, smiled and patted him on the shoulder. It seemed that the two of them had already decided to split up to prevent any unexpected situation.

A pirate came over and grabbed Malrose, who was unconscious on the ground, and planned to push him into the sea to feed the fish.

Malrose hit the mast next to him, making a muffled "bang", but this made him regain some consciousness who was already in a coma.

Seeing the fate he was about to face, he struggled and roared, "Seles, I can tell you how to survive, Ignatius once revealed it."

I cursed in my heart. When the boss heard his words, he immediately stopped the pirate, walked up to Malros, lifted his collar, and asked in a low voice, "What did you just say?" What means?"

Malrose's face was pale due to excessive blood loss, and he looked at the boss indifferently, "He's dying, don't you know?"

He pointed at me with his severed arm, still dripping blood.