The Pirate's Enchantment of Everything

Although these soldiers were all strong men that the royal family could recruit in the Rost Kingdom, they were completely powerless against Yas at this time.Seeing Yas easily flying away each soldier, a trace of anxiety finally flashed across Prince Cole's face. "What should we do, butler?" Cole stamped his feet, obviously having never seen such a scene before. "Don't worry, Your Highness, I will definitely protect you." The middle-aged man in a suit clenched the silver thin sword in his hand, his eyes full of determination. "What's going on outside?" In the cabin, a middle-aged greasy man with a big belly, wearing gold and silver, slowly put down the cards in his hand, with some impatience on his face.What he hates most is being disturbed when he is having fun. "Your Majesty, a man broke into our ship and is fighting with the guards of His Highness the Third Prince." A subordinate knelt in front of the middle-aged fat man and lowered his head to report the situation outside.Vitesbes was furious, seemingly in disbelief that someone dared to offend him as a noble, and that he was attacking his favorite son.After a while, his face turned gloomy, he turned his head and ordered in a cold voice: "Shadow, go and take a look, I want to catch him alive." "Yes" A voice suddenly came from a dark corner of the room, and then The light and shadow flickered, and all the waiters saw only a shadow flashing past, and could not see the person's appearance at all.Even the king, nobles and ministers sitting in front of King Vitus were silent. They were deeply afraid of this person called the king's shadow.No one knows his origins. They only know that every time the king asks him to go out, it means a big purge, and heads will fall.It can be said that in the country, he is the representative of the God of Death. No noble wants to see his appearance with his own eyes, because everyone who sees his appearance has disappeared from this world without exception. "Keep playing" It must be said that as the leader of a country, Waiters is still courageous and picked up the cards he had just put down. "Yes...yes." Many nobles on the opposite side had no choice but to respond.On the deck, Yas was using an iron pipe to knock away the last soldier, while the Golden Crow was still standing firmly on his shoulders, not using its ability at all.Yas silently felt his body. Every time he killed a soldier, a ray of warm energy would flow into his body and then disappear.The conditions for upgrading Yas' physical fitness column in the system have been updated, from the original 0100 to 1100.That is to say, Yas killed so many, about forty or fifty soldiers, but only made 1 progress. Although these guys were just scum, Yas was a little surprised by such a slow speed. "Kid, your guard is a bit weak." Yas tilted his head and looked at Prince Cole, who was already starting to panic. "Don't be afraid, Your Highness, I'm here to kill this evil thief." The middle-aged man in a suit waved the thin sword in his hand and stabbed towards Yas with a single arrow. The speed was beyond the comparison of those ordinary soldiers.But even this was still not enough to pose a threat to Yas. He grabbed the iron pipe and blocked the attack.Yas swung the iron pipe hard and took away the man in the suit's rapier. With one step, he arrived in front of the man in the suit.At this time, it was impossible for him to retreat, because Yas had already grasped the man in the suit's head with lightning speed, his palms quickly pinching his claws.If this claw had been firmly grasped, this man in a suit who bravely protected his master would probably not be able to escape a bloody end.After all, the man in the suit has limited strength. His strength may be considered strong in their country, but it is far inferior to that in this sea.Not to mention, even a pirate worth 2000 million can successfully deal with this ship, if no stronger person appears.The pirates' fear of these royal families comes more from the navy. After all, once the royal families of these participating countries are touched, they may immediately be surrounded and suppressed by the surrounding navies.In the East China Sea, few pirates dare to provoke the navy.As Yas was thinking this, his palms grabbed the man in the suit without hesitation, but at this moment, a cold light flashed behind Yas.Yas's heart tightened, he kicked his legs, jumped forward, grabbed the man in the suit in front of him, and changed positions with him. "Bah!" A streak of blood flew into the sky, and the man in the suit's head was chopped off directly. Warm blood splashed onto Yas and Prince Cole. "Butler..." Prince Cole's eyes were dull. Although he had witnessed this kind of bloody scene no less than ten times, the blood was the blood of slaves, not the people around him. "It seems that a capable man has finally arrived." Yas put down the headless body of the man in a suit and looked at the cold man holding a knife in front of him, with something unexpected in his eyes.A small royal family actually hides such a guy with good swordsmanship.Yas looked at the body of the man in the suit who had fallen to the ground. The wounds were extremely smooth, and even the spine was cut open with a single knife.You must know that it was not a close-range slash, but a sword energy from the indifferent swordsman in front of him.The man's face was stern, with a scar running across his entire face, making him look a bit ferocious, and his hair was somewhat disheveled and hung down to his shoulders.If his attack just now hadn't really made Yas feel threatened, he would have thought that this guy was a homeless man who sneaked onto the boat from somewhere. "Hurry and save this prince!" Cole saw the appearance of the knife-wielding man and seemed to have found his backbone, and hurriedly called for help. "Shut up," Yas shouted softly, squinting his eyes.This normally pampered prince suddenly fell silent and did not dare to say another word.As for the shadow gentleman sent by the king, he still looked indifferent, his eyes remained unchanged, and he did not waver at all because of His Highness the Prince's request for help. "My name is Yas, what's your name?" Yas narrowed his eyes, a fighting spirit slowly brewing in his heart. "My name is Shadow." The swordsman Shadow finally raised his eyes. "You don't even have your own name..." Yas was not surprised. It seemed that this guy should be one of the dead soldiers raised by the royal family since childhood.In order to cultivate some people who are absolutely theirs, some royal families will purposefully adopt some children, select some talented ones, and constantly instill in them the idea of ​​loyalty to the royal family.Depriving them of their perception of the outside world, over time they became humanoid machines without thoughts or emotions.