E.249 "Supernova"
"Earl is very angry and the consequences will be serious."
Belworth has a rough voice, a strong accent, and an obvious Essos accent.
But he didn't realize it himself. Instead, he was secretly happy because he could say this sentence Common Tongue fluently. He felt that he had practiced the language well in the past few years.
The "strong man" raised his head and saw that Lord Titus was still playing with a wooden bow carelessly, with no intention of stopping, so he hesitated no longer.
This bald, muscular man from Slaver's Bay has a tall build, and his exposed arms are thicker than an average person's thighs.
He raised one arm high, holding an arakh scimitar with a corrugated steel blade, and a deep dark light glowing from the blade, as if he was about to chop off the hand of the man who was pinned beneath him.
The captured man was not short in stature, but it also depends on who he is compared with.
This man's complexion was as dark as midnight, except for his dazzlingly white teeth, and he was being strangled by the neck firmly with one hand by "Strong Man" Belworth.
Because of his dark skin color, it was impossible to tell his exact age, except for his clear voice, which made him look like a young adult.
He was pinned to the ground by Belworth's hand and could not move. He could only use an exotic accent that was several times thicker than Belworth's and begged for mercy urgently, "Don't! Don't! Say what you have to say. I didn't mean to lie! Your master hasn't spoken yet, so don't rush to take action yet!"
It was too late for him to beg for mercy.
Titus never spoke.
Belwas wouldn't reason with a wanted criminal.
As soon as the black man finished speaking, the dark scimitar named "Shadow" in Belworth's hand had already fallen.
The corrugated steel knife was fast and sharp beyond ordinary people's imagination. Without even making a sound, a severed hand dropped to the wooden floor in the room with warm blood.
The man stared blankly at the severed hand on the ground for a while, and he paused for two breaths before realizing that it was his own hand.
The next moment I realized it, severe pain swept through my body like fire.
The man suddenly broke free from the slightly loose restraints on his body, and with tears streaming down his face, he hugged the broken wrist that was spurting blood. He fell to the ground and rolled wildly.
The severe pain caused him to let out a shrill howl, which could even penetrate the wooden wall of the torture chamber.
This was not only a catharsis of extreme pain, but also a cry of regret for being disabled - he relied on bows and arrows for a living, and without this hand, he would never be able to shoot arrows again for the rest of his life.
This is an exclusive torture chamber behind the "Mercenary Guild" in Jinshan Port.
It is completely different from the dirty, bloody and rancid torture rooms in the outside world. This place is so clean that there is no trace of dirt.
At least that was the case before the black man cut off his hand.
The floor was covered with thick wooden parquet flooring. Although it was splattered with some blood, it could still be seen that it had been wiped clean every day.
There were several copper charcoal pots placed in the corners of the wall, with smokeless pine wood burning inside, which not only dissipated moisture, but also filled the room with a light scent of pine, covering up the bloody smell that should have been permeated.
The torture rack stood beside the wall, and various interrogation instruments were hung neatly on the other wall. The metal parts were polished and polished, with no trace of rust visible, showing the diligent maintenance of the original owner.
Outside this brand-new torture chamber, occasionally internal staff would pass by, that is, employees of the mercenary guild.
Some guild employees heard the man's miserable howl, but no one came to check.
They had just learned that the dark-skinned man who was captured and executed was the key criminal recently hunted down by the guild with a large sum of money, a sea robber named "Jalaba Thor".
About a month ago, this stupid guy who called himself "Prince Summer Isles" was in the south of Stepstones and boldly robbed a batch of goods sent by Starpike.
It is precisely because of this "feat" that he has recently become "famous" throughout the "Golden Triangle" area.
Many "Hunter" groups who moved from the Red Mountains to Jinshan Port to make a living, all regarded capturing him as their primary goal, just to receive the high bounty offered by the mercenary guild.
Everyone is sighing, saying that this guy is too brave and too stupid.
It's already the year 289 of the Conquest Calendar, and there are still people who are stupid enough to dare to attack Earl's ship?
No one knows whether Jalaba Thor is the prince of Summer Isles, but they all know that this man is about to die.
Summer Isles is located deep in the Summer Sea southeast of Westeros, which is a green island group composed of more than fifty large and small islands.
The indigenous people on the island have a special race. They all have black skin and curly hair.
Each island is ruled by its own monarch, whose title is translated as "prince" or "princess" in Common Tongue.
On the three largest main islands, princes still need to resolve their disputes through ritualized wars, or to annex rival territories.
This kind of "war" is actually more like a group melee in a Westeros tournament.
Warriors fought fairly on a "battlefield" that was selected and sacrificed in advance, and sometimes priests were required to determine whether the chosen venue was auspicious.
The weapons in the duel are limited to spears, wooden shields and slings. Those powerful bows that are only used against external enemies must not be used in internal "wars".
The duration of the entire war usually does not exceed one day, and it is strictly limited to battles between soldiers, and civilians are never harmed.
No crops were destroyed, no homes were burned, no towns were looted, no children were harmed, and no women were raped.
Even a defeated prince will not be executed or tortured by the victor, but must take a boat with a small number of followers to leave his palace and homeland and spend the rest of his life in exile.
Titus glanced at the black "prince" who was still rolling on the ground, and thought to himself that it was like the "Prince of Red Flower Valley" in front of him.
Jalaba Thor is a typical loser who was exiled from the island.
He comes from Zal Island, the southernmost and largest of the three main islands of Summer Isles.
There are two famous grand canyons on the island - Red Flower Valley and Sweet Lotus Valley, located on the east and west sides of the island respectively.
As the Lord of the Red Flower Valley, Jaraba Thor's strength was originally at the forefront of the entire archipelago. Unfortunately, he lost to his opponent in the "East-West Battle" on Zale Island. Not only was he exiled, but he was also ordered by the winner not to return to his homeland for life.
Looking away from Prince Jalaba, whose wails were gradually weakening, Titus looked at Belworth who was wiping his precious scimitar, with a bit of ridicule in his tone. "Beworth, be careful next time, don't leave blood everywhere. I'm a germophobe, so I don't want blood."
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"Ah?"
Belwas was stunned when he heard this, and looked back at his master with wide eyes, with confusion on his face. "When did you get the mysophobia?"
Titus replied casually, "Just now."
Captain Wenda, who was standing aside, heard a trace of helplessness flash across his delicate brows, and habitually rolled his delicate eyes.
Hey, Earl is happy.
As if being "interrupted" by this, in the torture chamber, Jalaba Sol's screams of pain became even fainter.
Titus is not very interested in it and does not care about the life or death of His Highness the Prince.
He focused on playing with the golden heartwood bow captured from Jalaba.
This bow has beautiful arcs and smooth lines. The handle has been carefully polished and feels warm and comfortable. What's more precious is its material.
Quality - golden heart wood.
This is a rare tree that can only grow in Summer Isles where forestry is developed.
The recurve bow, which is made of golden core wood with animal horns and sinews, has an arrow length of one yard, and its range is far beyond that of ordinary bows. Its impact is enough to penetrate the protection of cooked leather armor and mail. It can be called Summer Isles's strategic material, but it has been banned from export by the princes of the archipelago.
After admiring it for a moment, Titus raised his wrist lightly and threw it to the envying captain Wenda.
"See if it fits."
Anyone who stays around Starpike Earl for a long time will know that Earl has a habit of throwing things away.
Wenda Captain has quick eyes and quick hands, and he caught the bow steadily.
She is the number one archer under Titus, and her appreciation of bows and arrows is much more professional than Titus's.
Wenda First lay the bow horizontally, gently stroke the wood grain with your fingertips, and then pull the bow string, feeling the elasticity and tension of the bow. The technique is neat and smooth.
Her usual secondary weapon is a white-painted weirwood bow. At this moment, she is holding this gold-heart wood bow, and the color of her love cannot be concealed in her eyes.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this rare wooden bow from Summer Isles may not escape the fate of being painted white.
Seeing that Wenda was having a good time, Titus's mood improved a lot, and he said to the bandit prince lying on the spot, "Jalaba Thor--I can only say that your mind is very unclear, and the decisions you made are even more stupid."
Titus The disdain in his words couldn't be more obvious.
"Maybe it's Summer Isles's family-like war concepts that affect your judgment of external things?
Otherwise, I really can't imagine how you dare to touch my goods with this little courage you have shown?"
As he spoke, he tore off a wanted notice from the desk that was nailed with a dagger.
On the front of the wanted poster was the upper body portrait of Jalaba Thor, with the words "bounty of three thousand gold dragons" and "death or life" clearly written below the portrait.
Titus thought to himself, I thought he was a "supernova", but he turned out to be a boring trash who was full of lies and could only sing "Sunshine and Rainbow Little White Horse".
He casually threw the wanted notice for "Prince of Red Flower Valley" in front of Jalaba. The sound of paper falling became the last straw that broke Jalaba's psychological defense.
Prince Jalaba Thor, who had been lucky enough to be caught in front of the gangster Earl, and tried to deny and lie and make strong excuses, now completely collapsed.
He struggled hard and confessed with tears in his eyes.
As Titus said, he had just been expelled from the archipelago by his old enemy, and he really didn't know the dangers of the outside world.
That's why this black prince would be reckless and unlucky enough to offend the majesty of black Earl----
A rookie pirate born in Summer Isles, a "supernova" who became famous in one battle
"Prince" Jalaba Thror: