Far out at sea
"Kill!"
"Kill them! The treasure on the ship will all be ours!" Shouts of battle rose and fell across the sea.
At this moment, several human merchant ships that had only recently completed trade with the Elves and put out to sea were under siege by a pirate fleet. Wave after wave of slaughtering cries chilled the blood.
As for the people aboard those merchant ships, every one of them possessed some fighting skill. They were not ordinary civilians waiting to be slaughtered. Yet although they knew combat techniques, they were ultimately neither soldiers nor professional warriors. Compared to these fierce pirates, they still fell far short—especially compared to a certain group among them.
In just a short while, corpses had already begun floating across the sea, nearly all of them members of the merchant caravans.
"Captain, forget about them! We need to get through this place quickly!" Seeing this, everyone aboard a merchant ship that had just passed through the area was frightened out of their wits. One of them hurriedly spoke to his captain.
"Fine!" The captain had also seen the situation on the battlefield. He immediately waved his hand and gave the order. "At all costs, get out of here!"
"Yes!" The merchant ship swiftly turned around. Rather than passing through the battlefield, it chose to turn tail and flee!
The fighting on the sea had gradually died down. With their hands free, the pirates naturally noticed this merchant ship that had happened to pass by.
"Captain, should we chase it?" A pirate holding a longsword still dripping with blood asked.
"Killing one is killing, killing a hundred is killing. We might as well kill to our hearts' content! Chase them down and slaughter them too!" A pirate leader with a thick beard