Chapter 10

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

However.

The pirates had an absolute numerical advantage. Although they and the army were closely matched, they would still hold the initiative until Leopold’s reinforcements arrived.

The pirate captain’s orders were sent out from the back of the battlefield.

A small group of pirates quickly assembled. They were led by a pirate leader who wore a golden earring and had a hideous tattoo on his face. They used the cover of their main forces to bypass the chaotic battlefield and charge all the way to the bottom of the city walls.

“Fire!”

Boom!

Boom!

The close-range musket shots instantly suppressed Alvin’s attacks. When he went behind the battlements to take cover, he heard two sounds near him.

Ding! Ding!

Roped metal hooks were tossed up the city walls and hooked onto the cracks in the wall. Afterwards, two pirates smiling viciously were seen peering over the city walls after climbing up via the hooks.

“Hahaha, whoever takes out that brat gets to pick the loot first!” Seeing that two of his men had climbed the city wall, the pirate leader laughed as though the first credit for breaking into the city had gone to him.

But before he could finish speaking, two black shadows fell from the top of the city wall with heavy thuds, struggled twice, and went silent.

The pirate leader’s cackles immediately stopped. With an enraged face, he screamed, “Pieces of sh*t! Attack alongside me, don’t be scared, that b*stard doesn’t have many arrows left!”

As he finished speaking, he threw out his hook first and climbed up the city wall rapidly with speed that was not proportional to his brawny body.

The other pirates followed suit and threw out the hooks they carried as well.

Meanwhile, the numerical disadvantage of the city guard continued to widen. Seeing that the rear of the city wall was broken through, the morale of the soldiers was low. They were pushed back to the openings on the city wall by the fearless group of pirates and could not help but fight them on the streets.

“Soldiers, hang in there! Reinforcements will be here soon.” Even when officers screamed and cheered their troops on, it was difficult to turn the tide of battle.

The situation had changed in an instant, and it was beyond Alvin’s control.

“Graham, leave it to me. Go meet up with the city guards.”

Looking at Graham, who was sweating nervously, and his hunting knife, which was clearly not suitable for physical combat, Alvin let him go first. That way, he would not randomly lose his life in a skirmish with a pirate.

“Alvin, be careful. Retreat if you can’t beat them. They can’t take over this place with just one pirate ship.”

Knowing that Alvin was much more skilled than he was, Graham nodded and told him to be careful softly before turning around and leaving straight away.

Two years ago, he might still have considered sparring with Alvin. But now, Graham no longer knew just how powerful Alvin was.

To him, other than the berserk lynx they saw previously but lost track of, no other person he knew could match Alvin’s strength. That even included the highest ranked officer of the Leopold city guards, Lord Naberry, who was famous for his sword skills.

Just as Graham left, while Alvin was busy kicking off the hooks on the city wall and could not divert his attention elsewhere, the brawny and ugly pirate leader had already climbed up.

“Brat, aren’t you very good at archery? Come shoot me, then! Hahaha…”

The pirate leader’s overly fat face made his smile a little warped, and the tattoo that ran from his cheek to his neck twisted around like an ugly centipede.

Alvin was truly running out of arrows. If not, he would have started attacking from long range the moment he saw them advancing towards him.

As for replenishment?

There was plenty of gunpowder and lead bullets in the city, but things such as arrows had long since fallen off the quartermaster’s shopping list.

With a swipe of his right hand at his waist, his shiny longsword was unsheathed, and with a casual flick of the sword, Alvin had already set up the starting stance of the White Sail Sword Technique.

Without Alvin to stop them, more and more pirates climbed up their hooks, and started shouting when they saw such a scene.

“What a joke, does he want to stop us all by himself?”

“He’s even more arrogant than us pirates, what a pain in the *ss!”

“That d*mn pretty boy is definitely a noble, and all nobles should go to hell!”

“Kill him! Kill him, sailing master!”

The pirate leader, who was also known as the sailing master in pirate slang, swung his hand around and the group of pirates all shut up.

Very satisfied with his prestige among the pirates, the brawny, ugly sailing master commanded, “You guys go into the town first. Let me, Black Bear Billy, have some fun with this kid.”

“Wo…!”

Before he finished speaking, he waved the machete in his hands and pounced towards Alvin first. Before he neared him, Alvin could already feel Billy’s vicious aura.

Paired with his ugly face that could stop a baby from crying, the timid would have been scared to death just by standing across from him, let alone be brave enough to parry his attack.

One had to admit that Black Bear Billy was worthy of being the sailing master responsible for brawls and boarding other ships. He was actually pretty skilled.

However, Alvin was not too bad himself.

With a movement of his feet, Alvin seemed like a boat floating on water, and narrowly avoided the blade.

The inevitable hit missed its mark.

Black Bear Billy did not stop. He lowered his body slightly and crashed towards Alvin by using the metal armor on his shoulder as a shield.

Alvin was slightly surprised that a guy like him, who looked like his brain was full of mush, was capable of adapting like that.

He did not stop moving his feet as he dodged the attack deftly.

This time, Black Bear Billy had no time to dodge and crashed onto a rampart.

“B*stard, don’t run! Ahhhhhh!!”

Shaking his head, Billy waved his machete like a raging bear and charged again. As he exerted all his brute strength, the sound was also extremely terrifying.

Miss.

Miss.

Still a miss.

“Wo…! Wo…!”

Breathing heavily, the high intensity of the chopping was taking a toll on Billy, and his hand holding the machete was trembling slightly.

But that d*mn pretty boy was still alive and kicking!

Alvin kept dodging not because he was bored, but…

Seeing that Billy had done all he could and had no other abilities to show him, he had an idea.

“Display data!”

Name: Billy (Nickname: Black Bear)

Gender: Male

Identity: Sailing master of SS Blood Anchor (pirate ship)

Attributes: Constitution 0.54 (1)

Strength: 0.58 (1)

Agility: 0.43 (1)

Intelligence 0.4 (1)

Abilities: Basic machete skills (Entry level)

Billy’s stats were only slightly lower than Alvin’s stats two years ago. Considering he had not gone through systemic training, he could be considered to have “God-given strength”.

That was probably also why he could stand out among the group of pirates and become the sailing master.

Black Bear Billy was the first human opponent to brawl with Alvin at close range. To Alvin, who wanted to join the navy, Billy’s stats were very useful in helping him to understand the general strength of pirates in this area of the sea.

Alvin was very satisfied with the result.

If the strongest person on a pirate ship was only at that level, then he would still be pretty safe after joining the navy. As long as he was careful not to get ganged up on by multiple opponents at the same level, he should be able to handle it.

To thank him for his contribution, Alvin decided to let him take a break. But this break would last… forever!

When Black Bear Billy slashed over again, Alvin held his sword in both hands and suddenly neared the side of Billy’s body. He parried Billy’s attack with a kendo move very similar to fencing and twisted…

“Let go!”

Clang!

The machete was knocked out of Billy’s hand and fell onto the floor.

The moment Black Bear Billy lost focus while feeling disbelief, Alvin kicked him on the abdomen viciously.

Billy’s muscular body was sent flying by the skinny Alvin as though he had been tackled by a wild bull and slammed heavily onto the ground.

“Ugh… you, what kind of monster are you?!” With blood flowing from the side of his mouth, Black Bear Billy clutched his belly. He was in so much pain that he broke out in cold sweat—he could not even get up.

But this guy was a vicious pirate leader after all. As he spoke, he used a hidden angle to stretch his hand towards the musket on his waist.

Without any intention to have a conversation, Alvin walked straight to Billy and stepped on his hand. Then his long sword drew a perfect sword arc.

“Erm…”

Sshh!

Dodging to avoid the gush of blood due to Billy’s pulse, Alvin wiped away the bloodstains on his long sword and returned it to its sheath.

Then he forced himself to open his eyes and watch Billy, who was strong as a bear, twitch a little and die, until he stared at him without moving.

Alvin did not suddenly awaken any remarkable strange fetish, he just knew that there was absolutely no getting around this if he wanted to adapt to the battlefield as quickly as possible.

Forsaking compassion for the enemy was the greatest respect for one’s own life!

And he had a lot of things he had to do. He did not want to die young just yet.

Convinced that Billy had died, Alvin stepped forward to loot.

A few gold coins from some unknown country, a tattered bone amulet, a short musket at his waist, a machete, and nothing else.

He put away those few gold coins and pinned the musket, whose workmanship was obviously much more refined than ordinary goods, to his waist. The rest of the items were really not worth looking at, and were thrown straight back onto Billy’s body.