The Swordsman of Faerûn

Chapter 194 Please take pity on us, let's get off the boat!
It was night, and some people inevitably fell into entanglements. The figure of the tomboy Vera kept flickering in William's mind. It is tangled.To paraphrase a line from the previous life: That's a god, it's not enough for your stinky fart!

People who really practice boxing have hard bones, but it does not mean that their brains are also hardened. Arrogance and inferiority are two taboos for martial arts practitioners.After practicing a few random fists and kicks, the second idiot who feels that "the sky is the boss, the earth is the second, I punch the sky and step on the earth", is definitely the most stupid low-level cannon fodder to die, who is determined, tolerant, calm, and never gives up Faith is the biggest reliance for a warrior to climb to the top of the strong.

But this does not mean that warriors do not respect the strong. Only when they recognize and face up to their own shortcomings, have fear in their hearts, and control this fear with a strong heart, can they truly obtain the true meaning of martial arts.William was afraid of the unknowable power of the gods, but it did not mean that he was terrified and panicked ever since.

While thinking about something in his mind, William suddenly noticed a figure approaching him secretly. After he listened carefully, he relaxed. A petite person climbed onto the hard bed and slipped into William's arms. William lightly She lightly folded her arms, embraced the little man in her arms, and said softly, "Little girl, why haven't you slept yet? Be careful of 'Ye Mian Mian' biting your little ass!" (Ye Mian Mian was given to two by William. A villain in a bedtime story told by a little girl)
The little man laughed and twisted his little head a few times in William's arms, and said softly, "Bad William! Brother, it's Old Cole who wants me to tell you something!"

William couldn't help being stunned for a moment. The horned helmet he "picked up" from the hidden forest was now worn on the little girl's little head. Although the magic weapon called Cole's Horn has many magical features, William still I have never taken it too seriously. To put it bluntly, it is still a matter of habitual common sense.He lightly fiddled with a strand of red hair on Misha'er's forehead, and said, "Oh? What does Corner Cole want to tell me?"

The little girl in the dark night showed a smiling face as if asking for credit, but William, whose five senses were already extremely keen, could see clearly. He couldn't help showing a warm smile, but the little girl couldn't see it. She leaned closer to William's ear and whispered: : "Old Cole said that although [Tymora's curse] he can't lift, Jiaojiao can hide his brother so that the curse can't affect him!"

William was refreshed when he heard the words, and laughed in a low voice: "It should be a cover-up. But did Old Cole say there are any restrictions?"

Misha'er's eyeballs rolled a few times, and she said with a little embarrassment: "Yeah, just hold me."

"Haha! Unexpectedly, my little Misha also knows how to be shy!" William's laughter woke up Yasuna who was not far away, and the female frost giant snorted and turned over and continued to sleep.

Misha'er curled her lips and said, "I'm lying to you! As long as you stay within ten feet of 'Jiajiao', you won't be affected by the curse."

"What about ten feet away?" It seems that there is no need to answer this question. Accompanied by a long howling sound of a giant beast (that sound is a bit like a dragon no matter how it sounds), there is a loud "boom", and the whole "Henry The "Jazz" trembled three times involuntarily, and everyone who was awakened hurriedly ran out of the cabin, and a rotten stench hit their faces.

Morgan, in his pajamas and holding a harpoon, yelled, "What's going on? Bernie? Gomika! Where's the watchman?"

A frustrated voice sounded after a long time: "Captain Morgan, uh——Bernie was thrown into the cabin below the deck by an unknown object."

Morgan approached with an oil lamp and asked, "Gomeka! Damn it, what the hell is going on here?"

Gomica pointed to a pile of hill-high towers with a sad face and said: "It seems to be a giant dragon, that damned big lizard pulled a pile of dragon shit on our boat! God, poor Bernie, he must have been killed Buried in dragon shit. Gods bless, hope he doesn't choke to death too soon."

The sailors who got up from the bed had to dig into the smelly dragon excrement to find their companions who might be buried, and William and Yasuna quietly returned to their cabins. They didn't want to To join in the excitement, it is more comfortable to have a warm bed.

Back in the cabin, William gently picked up Misha who was still lying on the hard bunk, and said warmly: "Misha, it's time to go to bed, goose down is more comfortable, this kind of hard bed is not a place for children. "

The little girl pressed her cheek against William's face, it was warm and soft, with a smooth baby touch: "Misha likes this, it feels reassuring to rely on her brother's feeling!"

William stuffed the little girl into the soft rattan bed covered with a thick velvet quilt, gently pinched her soft cheeks, and said with a smile: "What a naive and silly girl! You can only talk stupid things. There is no way to be comfortable in a warm quilt."

The little girl didn't try to defend herself, and with a sweet smile on her face, she retracted into the fluffy goose down quilt, but Meluna, who had been hiding under the quilt, jumped up and wrapped her around Misha'er, "Yiuu!" Babbling" non-stop, obviously dissatisfied with the little girl who sneaked out in the middle of the night.

William looked at the two little girls who were making a fuss, smiled and shook his head but ignored him, moved lightly and slowly exited the small bedroom, and put down the covering curtain. The whole process was brisk and silent, and Only a great boxer like William, who can precisely control almost every inch of his muscles, can do it.

The cabins of the "Sir Henry" are divided into inner and outer cabins. The inner cabin is the comfort zone of the two maids, while the outer cabin is where the three of William sleep.Back in the outer cabin, Yasuna’s weird smiling face greeted him. William nodded to Phinya next to him, and the half-giant, who had already had a lot of tacit understanding before, let out a soft snort, opened the curtain and stepped out. Entering the room, it was her turn to be the "nanny" tonight.

Yasuna threw away the cloak wrapped around her body, revealing that proud figure that could make an ascetic monk break his vows. This damned wild bitch actually did this again. As a "civilized man", William , can only say that I like it.

A little helpless, William stepped forward and slapped hard, "Slap!" A bright red palm print immediately appeared on his snow-white skin, and then a big battle ensued.

It is said that William's skin is getting thicker and thicker. In the past, when he did this kind of thing, he would hide from the two little girls far away, trying not to let some "original sin" stain the pure hearts of the children.It's just that after a long time, especially when some embarrassing things happened, William, who was a little bit broken, gradually became tired, and now he just pulled a curtain to block things.

Yasuna leaned on William's generous chest, and said with a lazy smile: "What did you do? You made Tymora care so much, and you still refused to hit hard, like a disgusting person."

William sighed lightly and said, "It's nothing, but I slapped a certain girl in the temple and cut off her neck bone. It's really strange. This is the first time I've seen a human being who can move with a broken neck. "

"Chopped a certain girl? Who is it? You can't be the voter who slapped Tymora, right?" Yasuna asked in surprise.

"I don't know, that girl is not an ordinary person, she gave me the feeling. How should I put it, this is the first time I have encountered this situation, and I don't know how to describe it. Forget it, why do you think so much. It's just the next step I'm afraid we have to get ready to disembark, Morgan may not be willing to continue to carry us." William said quietly with a sigh.

On the second day, William did not get up to practice the exercises as usual, but was busy arranging the things he needed to carry for the trip.A hasty knock on the door interrupted him. William opened the door, and a pungent stench came over his face, only to see Morgan standing haggardly outside the door covered in dirty excrement.

Morgan's pale face was ugly, and he seemed to have suffered a lot. He stared at his bloodshot eyes and wailed like a frightened Bottes bear: "It's all your fault, William! You You god-damned bastard, look what you've done? Oh, my dear 'Sir Henry', you've ruined everything for me."

William didn't bother to pay attention to this nervous old guy, he already felt that something was wrong outside.William turned his head and told Yasuna who was still lying on the bed, closed the cabin door and went up the ladder. Before he got out of the cabin, William was almost fainted by the stench. The sound of birds chirping.

If a single cockatoo can make one mad, a herd of them is enough to make the most optimistic person desperate enough to contemplate suicide.Yes, hordes of great robin finches, hundreds of thousands of them, circled and hooted around the "Sir Henry", layer upon layer, looking up to the sky like a continuously circling tornado, I really don't know where it came from So many big robins came out, and with the life characteristics of this strange bird, I am afraid that all the big robins in a radius of nearly a thousand miles must be called together to form such a scale.

It is conceivable that after these deadly "visitors" have had enough circling, the "gifts" left behind before leaving may be enough to sink the poor "Sir Henry" to the bottom of the surging Dessalins River.

William looked up for a while before he noticed the situation on the deck. A huge hole was opening its teeth and claws to face the sky, surrounded by stinky feces, oh!To be precise, it's dragon dung. I really don't know what kind of giant dragon can leave such a large beach of dragon dung.

No sailor is willing to stay on the deck to clean up these "gifts". You must know that the feces of the robin sparrow are even more annoying, and no one wants to be covered in feces for more than half a month.The deserted "Sir Henry" drifted miserably on the river alone, only poor Captain Morgan's shouts echoed on the deck:

"Please! William, have pity on me, poor old man, please let us go and get off the boat! My God."

(End of this chapter)