The wind carried a salty smell, beating on the sails of Seagull.
Skellige is an archipelago in the sea on the west side of the mainland. It is mainly composed of six islands and is surrounded by dozens of scattered reefs.
The land on the islands is barren and the wind is freezing.
As the saying goes, poor mountains and harsh waters bring out unruly people, and it also breeds the most ferocious sea people on this continent.
Everyone on the archipelago advocates martial arts. Not only men, but also women can wear armor and hold axes, and jump into the cold sea water.
They are so good at water that they can hold their breath underwater for several minutes.
Therefore, the pirate culture of the islanders has also been developed here, and they rob merchant ships on the Redania and Temeria shores from time to time.
"Ho! Ho! Ho!"
The Skellige pirates on the boat beat their chests and roared, with an exciting rhythm and a rough voice.
This is a common trick they use when fighting. The Skellige battle cry can increase the will to fight and at the same time frighten the enemy.
"Come! Get closer to this damn merchant ship!"
The pirates roared, the small boat quickly approached Seagull, and the crew on the deck panicked.
"Throw the hook up!"
In an instant, more than a dozen iron anchor claws with hemp ropes drew tracks in the air, making a sharp whistling sound, and firmly hooked on the edge of the deck of Seagull.
Skellige's pirates are like flexible monkeys, climbing up quickly along the hemp rope.
In panic, the crew picked up long knives and wooden forks to resist.
But facing well-trained pirates, these merchant ship guards are simply vulnerable.
As the ax fell, blood spattered and the head fell to the ground.
The man licked the corners of his mouth, his eyes showing extreme greed.
"Kill! Kill them all! Keep the women and take them back to reward your brothers. The gold coins and treasures are all ours!"
In the cabin, Eckhart suddenly pulled down his mask and unsheathed his sword.
"Protect the young lady, lock the door, and all the guards follow me!"
With heavy steps, he pushed open the door and rushed towards the deck.
Zuleika Hearing the screams outside, his face suddenly turned pale and his body trembled faintly.
Arwen leaned against the wall, "Boy, can I leave now?"
This sentence instantly made Zuleika wake up. She turned her head suddenly and looked at the businessman standing not far away, her tone anxious.
"Ivar, give him that Mithril quickly!"
Ivar At this moment, he no longer had the flattering temperament of a businessman, but instead frowned and looked serious.
Arwen also looked at it with interest.
I thought that Zuleika was the owner of this merchant ship, but I didn't expect that after going round and round, I finally returned to Ivar.
This person's secrets are deep enough. He must have come up with this renegade plan.
As a businessman, you really can't afford to be too early if you don't have any profit.
"A piece of Mithril is not as important as your life!"
Zuleika urged.
Ivar clenched his fists and sighed, "Okay, okay, I understand."
As he spoke, he took out a key from his arms and lifted up a canvas in the corner, revealing the heavy wooden box hidden inside.
Key inserted.
With a click, the heavy oak cover was lifted, and the interior was covered with red velvet. Many gems were stored on it, including a fist-sized silver mineral that gave off a warm halo.
Mithril!
Ivar stepped aside, "Demon hunter, I apologize to you for what happened just now. Please continue to complete your duties as entrusted."
Arwen sneered and spread his hands.
"I don't know if you have ever heard a sentence, this time and that time----"
Ivar The corner of his mouth twitched, and his expression turned extremely ugly.
He heard the implication, and if he wanted Arwen to take action again, he would have to pay more.
The movement outside the cabin is getting closer and closer.
"Ah!"
A scream suddenly sounded.
Zuleika immediately recognized that it was the voice of her guarding knight.
"It's Hayden, he's injured! Ivar, why are you still standing there!?"
Ivar gritted his teeth and stared at Arwen, "Demon hunter, you win. As long as you ensure our safety, everything in this box will be yours."
Arwen then stood up straight, "No, this doesn't mean I won, this is what I deserve."
After saying that, he turned around, put his hands on the door, and pushed it open.
Wearing a black robe, he stepped out of the room, hearing the sound of intense clashing of gold and iron, and the faint smell of blood floated in the air.
He moved his neck slightly and came to the deck.
The scene was chaotic, with corpses of crew members everywhere, and some even abandoned the ship and jumped into the sea. But it was the spring equinox and the river was still cold. If you jumped, you would either get cramps, drown, or freeze to death.
Knight Commander Eckhart led the escort knights to guard the entrance to the cabin, and there were already fallen knight companions beside him.
Skellige The pirates waved their scimitars and pressed forward step by step.
Eckhart Cold sweat has appeared on his forehead.
If it were normal, with the cooperation of his knight commander and knights, they would not be defeated so quickly.
However, after such a long journey, the body and mind were already exhausted, and the other party had already planned it and was full of energy.
There was a crisp click sound.
One of the guardsmen who rushed forward had his hands cut off by a giant axe, and the long sword in his hand fell to the ground, and he fell on the deck wailing in pain.
Seeing this, Eckhart also became red-eyed. He rushed forward madly, knocked away the pirates who were blocking his way, and split the collarbone of a pirate with his sword. He then jumped slightly and pointed the sword at the pirate leader.
But a huge figure suddenly crossed in front of him, and the hammer fell.
Eckhart hurriedly raised his sword to block.
"Qiang!"
The terrifying power was transmitted along the blade of the sword to his hands, causing him to kneel on one knee in an instant, with blood flowing out from the gap in the mask.
The Skellige pirate's body is extremely exaggerated, over two meters tall, with a bear-like frame and muscles all over his body like solid rocks.
In this world where men are generally only 1.7 meters tall, they look like a humanoid Troll.
"Ha!"
He shouted, raised his foot and kicked Eckhart's body violently. He staggered for a few steps before he managed to stand firm.
Suddenly, a hand pressed against his back.
Eckhart is like a frightened wild cat, turning around suddenly and waving the sword in his hand.
"Pah!"
His pupils shrank sharply, and the object in his hand suddenly became empty.
The knight's sword, which symbolized the glory of the knight, was taken away.
The man in black robe put his palm on his chest, and a strong force forced him to step aside.
"Lend me your sword and use it."
Arwen stepped forward, brushed his fingers over the sword, and triggered [Blade Perception].
[Targo Royal Falcon Knight Long Sword: A two-handed long sword of hundred-refined stainless steel forged by royal craftsmen. The blade has seventeen flaws. The total length is 45 inches, the blade is 32 inches, and it weighs 2.3 kilograms. The center of gravity is two inches in front of the guard. It is a perfect long sword for thrusting, slashing, and slashing.]
"You----"
Eckhart's eyes were full of humiliation, and he wanted to step forward and take the sword back, but the strength surged in his chest and he could not find the strength.
Arwen didn't look at him. This sword is indeed a good sword, but the person who uses it is not good at it.
The movement also disturbed the pirates, who looked at the man in black robe who suddenly appeared in front of them.
A man with red braids spat on the ground.
"Bah! It's really rare. Look, look at what he's wearing. Is he a wizard? A wizard actually picked up a sword. Is he going to kill us?"
"You're going to laugh me to death, haha!"
The pirates laughed one after another, their mouths full of sarcasm.
"You son of a bitch, can you handle this sword? Do you need me to teach you?"
"Wizards are all monsters and deserve to die. You want to fight with our Skellige berserkers? You have found the wrong opponent. The thing we are least afraid of is monsters!"
The pirate leader waved his hand and signaled to the man beside him.
"Big guy, go and deal with him, it will just add to our fun."
The big guy he was talking about was the guy who just defeated Eckhart.
The muscles of the big man's arms were bulged. The thick arms were thicker than the thighs of ordinary strong men, and the raised blood vessels were like blue earthworms.
He took steps forward, and his heavy steps made a tooth-grinding sound on the deck.
"Little man, I'm going to tear you into pieces and throw you into the river to feed the fish!"
He yelled at Arwen, his mouth was full of yellow teeth, and his breath smelled like a bucket of swill that had been left there for more than ten days. It was disgusting.
Arwen frowned and raised his head. The cat's eyes under the hood emitted two gray rays of light that were difficult to see with the naked eye, shining on the big man's ferocious eyes.
[Eye of Petrification]
The majestic spiritual power washed away.
The arrogant big man's body suddenly froze, and the boiling blood in his body was as stagnant as mercury.
The pirates around him were booing.
"Big guy, go ahead and beat him to pieces!"
"If you don't, you won't be interested in someone else, right?"
"Haha!"
The big man remained motionless, as if the world had come to a standstill for him.
His heart stopped, and the strong sense of breathlessness made the big man feel like he was dying. A large amount of cold sweat fell from his forehead. His wide-open eyes kept turning, as if asking for help, and he could only make a whimpering sound.
The pirate leader noticed something was wrong and wanted to step forward, but it was already too late.
Arwen moved his right hand, raising the blade slightly, as if feeding candy to a child, and pressed it against the big man's mouth.
The sword edge broke through the yellow teeth, making a series of crunching sounds, and bright red blood flowed down the sword body.
The big man made no sound, and could only watch as the sword opened his throat bit by bit, and his vision was replaced by scarlet.
"If you don't know how to speak well, then don't speak."
"Boom!"
The big and heavy body fell to the ground with a crash, and there was still incredible fear in his eyes before he died.
The whole place fell into dead silence.
The pirates looked at this scene in horror, completely unpredicted.
Then, a roar suddenly sounded.
"Fuck, he killed Olaf, he used witchcraft!"
"Kill! Revenge for Olaf! Chop him into pieces!
, the pirate leader roared, waving the scimitar in his hand.
Olaf, is the big guy's name.
Arwen turned his wrist and took out the knight's sword from Olaf's mouth, cracking his skull open, and blood or pure white matter flowed from the hole onto the deck.
Facing the swarming pirates, Arwen walked forward and took a leisurely stroll.
Every time the sword in his hand is swung, it will cut the throat of a pirate accurately.
There are no violent movements or exaggerated Signs glare.
All attacks are understatement, but precise and terrifying.
School of the Cat Witcher Swordsmanship Iv4, in terms of killing skills, he can definitely be regarded as a master-level figure.
[Deadly Rhythm] has also been upgraded to purple, and the maximum attack speed increase can reach 50%.
Arwen's attacks are getting faster and faster, and only afterimages can be seen, and blood has been splashed out.
The pirate leader looked at his companions falling one by one, his face turned pale with horror, he turned around and wanted to run away.
Arwen leaned forward, moving as fast as a ghost, and instantly arrived behind the pirate leader, cutting off his head with a sword without even having time to scream.
The figures flashed one after another, and the pirates holding light crossbows died under the sword one after another.
In less than a minute, the deck fell into dead silence, leaving only the sound of the wind hitting the canvas.
[Witcher School of the Cat Swordsmanship experience +1]
Arwen glanced at the panel. For him, these experiences were better than nothing.
Walking back to Eckhart, he was still arrogant in the cabin just now, but now he has died down.
Even the knights' retinues were stunned.
Arwen flicked his wrist to shake off the blood on the sword, and accurately inserted it back into the scabbard on Eckhart's waist.
Immediately, under the light of the knights, he walked into the cabin step by step.
At this moment, Eckhart's pupils shrank and he suddenly realized.
This demon hunter didn't even have a single blood stain on his body.
Complete murder.
--
An icy chill scratched his back. It was not that he had never seen a demon hunter before, he had even forced him back once, but that man was far from as terrifying as the one in front of him.
Too strong to be human.
"Squeak!"
The door was pushed open.
In the room, Ivar's body trembled in shock, and he hurriedly protected Zuleika behind him. He was holding a pocket knife in his hand, and the blade was even trembling.
After seeing that it was Arwen who came in, he let out a shaky sigh of relief.
"You----you're back----all the things outside have been resolved?"
Arwen strode forward and walked straight to the oak box.
The mental power swept over.
Mithril and the gems are untouched.
He bent down and lifted the entire box directly, carrying it on his shoulders.
Looking at this scene, Zuleika was stunned. He covered his mouth with both hands and exclaimed.
The same goes for Ivar. The mineral Mithril is of extremely high quality. A fist-sized piece weighs more than hundreds of kilograms. And those jewelry----
It took them four strong men to carry the box of jewelry onto the ship.
Arwen looked at the knife in Ivar's hand and smiled.
Ivar had a look of embarrassment on his face, knowing that the thing in his hand was too ridiculous for the person in front of him.
After regaining consciousness, he immediately walked to the door and looked outside the cabin.
Skellige The corpses of the pirates lay scattered in a pool of blood. The scarlet blood dyed the deck red, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood, suppressing the fishy smell accumulated over time.
Eckhart Knight Commander led everyone to clean the battlefield. When he noticed Ivar, he paused and shook his head absentmindedly.
Ivar's feet softened and he almost fell to the ground.
He was extremely frightened, but also felt a little bit lucky.
Fortunately, he didn't offend the demon hunter behind him too much.
Otherwise, there won't be enough people in this boat to kill the opponent.