(On the third day of quitting smoking, I coughed up thick phlegm in the morning. It's very uncomfortable. Today it's even worse.)
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Under the blue sky.
Søren looked a little thin but full of strength as he stood on the dragon head warship. He held a curved sword in each hand and his body was slightly squatted down like a taut bowstring. He seemed to be listening to something with his back facing the others. Behind him was Adele Isabella, who was moving at high speed. The red-haired female pirate was also holding a sword in both hands. She constantly changed her position around Søren, as if looking for his flaws and opportunities to attack.
Time passed little by little!
As if she felt that there were no obvious flaws, the red-haired female pirate shouted and rushed over. At the same time, she waved her two swords and slashed towards Søren's shoulder. The other sword directly slashed towards his throat.
Dang dang dang!
Søren made his move in an instant.
The curved sword in his hand turned into a cold light, blocking Adele Isabella's attack. At the same time, he slashed back. The opponent had dodged with an unusually agile speed, and at the same time, slashed towards Søren's abdomen. At this time, Søren's movements seemed to be a little slow. Not only did the red-haired female pirate slash his abdomen, but it also tore his clothes and made a bloody mark. But he did not hesitate. Almost after being attacked by the opponent, he immediately rolled and dodged. At the same time, he slashed towards Adele Isabella's ankle.
Dang dang dang.
Continuous parries sounded. Søren took three steps back, and another bloody mark appeared on his shoulder.
…
On the other side of the warship.
A man with a scar on the side of his face watched the battle on the dragon head warship not far away. His expression was a little surprised and puzzled, "Your Excellency, are you going easy on that woman? Otherwise, with His Excellency Throat Cutter's skills, how could he not even beat that bad-tempered woman!? I don't think that woman is much stronger than us, right? "
This was a pirate leader.
Søren picked out the good fighters from the surviving men and promoted them to the level of a small pirate leader.
"No."
Standing next to him was a half-elf. The half-elf was also watching the battle on the dragon head warship. He said lightly, "His Excellency Throat Cutter didn't let Adele Isabella win."
"How is this possible?!" The scarred man who asked the question first said, "Don't think that I can't understand anything just because I'm not as good as you."
"In any case, I participated in the battle against the Swamp King and killed five enemies with my own hands. The strength of His Excellency Throat Cutter is not something that the red-haired woman can handle. If he didn't let her go, I'm afraid that woman would be defeated within three moves. "
The half-elf glanced at him and calmly said, "Your Excellency did not let her win."
"It's just that you've been fighting with your eyes closed!"
Fight with his eyes closed?
Hearing the half-elf's words, the other pirate leaders nearby couldn't help but quiet down. Then one by one, they looked over there. There was still a lot of distance between the two ships. Others only saw Søren fighting with the red-haired female pirate, but they couldn't see that Søren had been fighting with his eyes closed. Only the half-elf's first mate had sharper eyes. He saw that Søren had never opened his eyes from beginning to end.
"He's really fighting with his eyes closed! … … "
A bald pirate with a fierce face scratched his scalp with a hook and said incredulously, "His Excellency Throat Cutter is so powerful with his eyes closed! … … Is he training some powerful combat skills?! … … "
No one answered.
Because others couldn't understand why Søren was fighting with Adele Isabella with his eyes closed.
Dang Dang Dang.
It was yet another round of confrontation.
As Adele Isabella's round of continuous attacks ended, the two of them could not help but distance themselves. The red-haired female pirate noticed that Søren made a gesture, so she immediately stopped her plan to continue attacking. She stood in front of Søren and waited quietly. This was the third time this kind of combat training, and the man in front of her actually wanted to fight with her with his eyes closed. At first, she thought he was joking, but later she realized that he was serious.
And he really had the ability to fight with her with his eyes closed!
— — "Blind Battle!"
Søren took a breath and slowly opened his eyes. He glanced at the red-haired female pirate in front of him, then nodded slightly and said, "That's it for today."
After that, he picked up a towel and wiped the sweat and blood on his body.
The battle was for real!
Søren did have wounds on his body, but they were not that serious. He was a person who believed in actual combat experience. Training could only be improved the most in actual combat. As for the injuries on his body, it was a small matter. Anyway, he also had a very strong regeneration ability. It would take five or six days for the fleet to reach the Kelp Islands. He was not going to waste this time. Every day, he would fight with the red-haired female pirate regularly to train his other abilities.
Because Søren had obtained a lot of information during this period of time!
A row of data appeared in front of him:
"Combat Experience!"
"You have successfully launched a special combat skill! … You have learned something in battle! … "
"In training, you have mastered new combat skills. You have obtained some information about [Sword Form: Spinning Strike]! … "
… … …
"Combat Experience!"
"With combat training, your combat skills have gradually improved!"
"You have obtained some information about [Dual-wielding Defense]."
… …
"Combat Experience!"
"With combat at sea, your combat ability in the sea environment has improved, and your ability to balance against the bumps of the ship has improved."
"You have obtained some information about [Sea Combat]."
… …
"Combat Experience!"
"Through the repeated training, you've comprehended a unique combat technique."
"You have learned the ability [Dual-wielding]! … … "
… … …
"Combat Experience!"
"As you train and temper yourself, you've grasped some special combat techniques."
"You have obtained some information about the ability [Blind Battle]."
… … …
There were a total of five information prompts.
Perhaps it was because Søren had recently been leaning towards accumulating strength, all the information about skills appeared in one breath today.
The most important one was the ability [Dual-wielding]. Søren had received this information prompt twice. In order to master this ability, he had spent a lot of energy. Then there was the information prompt of [Sword Form: Spinning Strike]. This prompt appeared because Søren had carefully observed Adele Isabella's battle and learned the spinning strike technique she used. According to this progress, it should not take too long to learn it.
Then there was the ability [Dual-wielding Defense]. This ability had appeared once in the battle of the Swamp King.
It was an accident that it appeared now.
Therefore, the main purpose of Søren's training this time was to master the ability [Blind Battle]. In order to practice blind battle skills, he closed his eyes and fought. However, this also reduced his ability to grasp the enemy's position. He could not completely determine the enemy's position, so he had to turn to a defensive battle. He could find the enemy's position through the enemy's attack and then launch a counterattack. As a result, he did not expect to train the combat skill [Dual-wielding Defense]. Søren did not receive the information prompt of [Blind Battle], but he received its information prompt first.
"I finally mastered [Dual-wielding]."
Søren looked at his own data display and could not help but let out a long sigh. "After mastering [Dual-wielding], I should be able to level up my profession and further strengthen my ability."
Ability points were very precious.
If time allowed, it was better to train the relatively simple basic abilities by himself and then use the ability points to level them up. Otherwise, it would be a waste to waste the ability points on those basic abilities. After all, some abilities could be mastered by oneself as the number of battles increased. Maybe it was because his combat experience was getting richer, or maybe it was because Søren's accumulation of experience had reached a certain level. Recently, the speed at which he received information prompts was obviously much faster than before, and the effect of training some basic abilities was very good.
"Phew!"
Just as Søren was about to take a break to level up his profession and then think about which ability to level up, there was a sudden commotion on the cargo ship next to him. It was followed by the shouts of the sailors and some chaotic noises. The noise made Søren frown. Then, he lightly jumped and directly landed on the deck of the ship.
Something seemed to have happened here!
Søren could only temporarily give up on leveling up his profession and come over to take a look. After all, there were no battles happening for the time being.
"What's going on?"
He landed on the deck and looked at the sailors in front of him. He said in a deep voice, "What happened? Why is it so noisy! "
Hearing Søren's deep voice, the sailors on the cargo ship were obviously afraid and shrank back a little.
The name Throat Cutter was now able to stop children from crying at night in the south coast area. When he saw Søren, he was obviously a little scared. It was a brave sailor next to him who answered, "Your Excellency Throat Cutter! … Below … There's a slave down there who's sick! … We're worried that it's a contagious disease! … "
"We're going to throw him into the sea, but a slave is protecting him and won't let us get close."
Disease?
When Søren heard this word, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment!
It wasn't a joke to encounter a disease while out at sea. Even a profession might not be able to withstand it sometimes. In the case of sailing at sea, contagious diseases were indeed a nightmare. It could eventually lead to the infection of the entire ship. Therefore, when encountering such a situation, most people would throw the infected person into the sea, especially the infected person among the slaves. In order to prevent all the slaves from being infected, they might even execute the infected slave.
The medical skills in this world weren't very good!
Doctors were good at sword wounds. In terms of treating diseases, other than magic, Druil was more proficient in herbs.
Here.
The most common treatment for illness was to resist it. If you could resist it, you would live. If you couldn't resist it, then there was no other way. Although priests could cure most diseases, ordinary people simply couldn't afford to pay the incomparably expensive price. Even the priests of good gods wouldn't help others without paying in return. There were too many people in this world who were suffering, and they simply couldn't help all of them.
"Take me to have a look!"
Søren was still quite concerned about this group of slaves. These slaves were the main labor force when he opened up the sea. If they all died of diseases at sea, then it would be really troublesome. As soon as his voice fell, a sailor beside him immediately bowed and led him down. The slaves were locked up in the cabin. As soon as Søren entered the cabin, he smelled a foul stench. He couldn't help but frown slightly. Then he saw a large group of slaves locked in cages. They were huddled together in a dark pile. The place where they slept was also filled with their own feces. The whole place was stinky.
As slaves, their living conditions must be terrible. But in such an environment, it was no wonder that some of them fell sick.
"Your Excellency!"
The supervisor who was dealing with this matter immediately bowed his head respectfully when he saw Søren. Then he lifted his leg and kicked the subordinate next to him. He smiled and said, "Sorry to disturb you, Your Excellency! I deserve to die! … "
"But there is a slave here who has a disease. I'm worried that he will infect others. Originally, I was going to throw him into the sea, but another slave said that his disease wasn't contagious. This lowly guy protected him and didn't let us go. In the end, we could only teach them a lesson. Since Your Excellency is here, Your Excellency, I would like to ask Your Excellency how to deal with them. "
These slaves were Søren's property.
The supervisor in front of him was only helping him transport them. He was the person in charge of the Chamber of Commerce to please him. So when he saw Søren, he wanted to ask how to deal with these two slaves.
"No! … "
A rather sturdy looking male slave raised his head. He seemed to have some Northern blood in him. He begged with a voice that was mixed with dialect, "Your Excellency! … My brother doesn't have the plague! … He's just a little uncomfortable! … He definitely won't infect anyone else! … I've already taken care of him for three days before boarding the ship! … But it wasn't as serious as it is now! … You see, I'm completely fine now! … He won't infect anyone else! … I beg you, don't throw him into the sea! … "
Bang bang bang!
The male slave who looked like a Northern hurriedly kowtowed. His forehead was soon bleeding, but his arms were still tightly protecting the young man next to him. He seemed to be afraid that they would take the young man away and throw him into the sea. There were basically no doctors on the sea. At most, there would be someone who had learned medicine. There were very few ways to treat this kind of disease. Many times, when people encountered diseases on the sea, they could only use simple treatment and rely on their own body to resist it.
Regarding the situation in front of him.
Søren didn't have the slightest sympathy on his face. He wasn't a person who was overflowing with sympathy. He glanced at the Northern slave in front of him indifferently, then motioned to the person next to him to pull him away. The slave seemed to be a little afraid of Søren, but he still hugged the young man next to him tightly. Søren glanced at him and saw the unconscious young man in his arms. The young slave's face was very pale, almost without a trace of blood. His breathing was also very weak. His lips were sickly red, and he seemed to have a high fever. The surface of his skin was unnaturally dark green.
"Take off his clothes."
Søren frowned and looked at him, then ordered the others.
The two sailors next to him hesitated for a moment, then carefully approached. The slave seemed to want to stop them, but he was directly kicked down. Then, they stripped the sick slave of his clothes. When the slave took off his clothes, they were frightened and took a few steps back. This was because there were more than ten fingernail-sized pustules on the slave's back. Some of these pustules had already rotted, revealing the dark yellow pus inside. There were other pustules like this on his body, but the size was not as obvious as the one on his back.
"Mang Plague?!"
The supervisor jumped up in fright and took five or six steps back. He stopped and shouted with a pale face, "Hurry up and throw him in! Send someone to get lime! Hurry up and sprinkle lime here! … "
"Hurry up! … What are you waiting for! … Hurry up and take that guy! … No, no, no! … Throw those two guys into the sea! "
The supervisor seemed to be frightened.
After a while, he remembered that Søren was also here. He quickly bowed his head and wiped off his cold sweat, "Your Excellency! That slave seems to have Mang Plague! … It was a terrifying plague! … This disease is contagious! … Unless there is a priest who uses magic, ordinary medicine can't treat it at all! … If you get this disease, your whole body will rot in the end, and you'll die a horrible death! … "
His words made the nearby sailors nervous, and they all looked at Søren in front of them.
They seemed to be waiting for his order.
…
On the other side.
Vivian's petite figure came out of the cabin. She was wearing a snow-white princess dress. She raised her small hand and rubbed the corner of her eyes, then stretched her body. She looked at the red-haired female pirate next to her and asked, "Where's my brother? Why don't I see him? "
"Your Excellency is on that ship," Adele replied slightly bowed.
As the number one pirate leader under Søren, she naturally knew the position of the little girl in front of her in Søren's heart. Even the other pirate leaders knew that she was very important in the eyes of Søren. Therefore, no one dared to neglect her, not to mention that when Vivian occasionally used magic, she would make them feel unfathomable.
"Over there?"
The little girl looked up at the sun, then tied up her hair. Her lips moved slightly, and her small body flew up and landed directly on the deck of the opposite cargo ship.
At this time.
She just heard crying and pleading from below the cabin.
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