Pirates, swordsmen who gradually grow up to liberate the world

But I don't know, Alsace didn't want to be seriously injured.

This is the time traveler’s own gene for clearing the level without injury.

Was this person sent by the kingdom to assassinate him? It is absolutely impossible that such people do not exist in this country.

"Who are you? An assassin from the Yobru Kingdom? Or who are you?!"

"A homeless person," Alsace activated the polarization to the maximum, and rushed towards Lafitte who was using the Devil Fruit with a knife: "Just a wanderer who lost his home."

Blades and wings clashed quickly.

All the sword-swinging movements in daily training were used by Alsace in actual combat for the first time.

"Ah!" The blade caused a wound on Lafitte's wing, causing him to scream in pain.

It can be seen that he must have eaten the Devil Fruit not long ago, otherwise he would not be so unfamiliar.

The muscle tears became larger and larger, making Alsace less and less powerful. During the confrontation, Lafitte found a breakthrough.

A wing pierced Alsace's left shoulder, knocking Alsace away. He knelt on the ground and held his wings in great pain: "My wings, they hurt so much, damn it!"

In the wide corridor, Lafitte flapped the wings behind him and screamed in pain.

Alsace's body fell to the ground after being knocked away, with blood spilling from the corners of his mouth.

The blood flowing from his left shoulder wetted the bandage on Alsace's arm.

After being injured, she bared her teeth and covered the wound, then raised the knife and stood up with difficulty, her blood boiling: "I can feel that the growth brought by fighting is far greater than that brought by training, hahahaha."

Unless he is suffering from physical discomfort due to injury, his pain sensitivity is very low when he is excited.

Is this guy so excited after being injured? Does he have any other trump cards? Seeing the smile on Alsace's face, Lafitte did not dare to attack easily.

If I had known that something like this would happen today, I wouldn't have tortured my subordinates so much.

After a fight.

In terms of injuries, Lafitte was much more seriously injured than Alsace. His right arm was penetrated by the Yaksha blade and he was unable to move at the moment.

My left wrist was cut and I couldn't hold it tightly.

The only thing that can fight is the two bloody wings on its back.

The muscles in Alsace's arms were torn, and even with bandages wrapped around his arms, his strength was reduced a lot.

"Are those nobles dissatisfied with me? They sent you to assassinate me, right?"

"You are strong, but I will be stronger than you in the future."

Putting down these words, Alsace, who was panting heavily, picked up his knife and used step steps to quickly run towards the door behind him.

He neither lost nor won. Relying on ‘polarization’ to forcefully fight against someone stronger than myself for so many rounds, it was already very satisfying.

I just feel that if he continues to fight with an animal type fruit ability user, he will probably die with his current strength.

"Ran?"

This move made Lafitte completely confused. Wasn't he fighting to the death to assassinate him?

He endured the pain and quickly got up and chased after him, only to find that Alsace's movements were extremely strange, and he always moved quickly with step steps.

With Lafitte's injured wings now, there was no way he could catch up.

Arthas is not a reckless man who refuses to retreat and holds countless passionate fantasies. He will only judge winning or losing based on his own strength.

If you can't win, just retreat, so you won't be embarrassed.

At least Lafitte was injured and deflated.

After chasing him all the way into the living room, Lafitte came to the broken glass and looked out at the dark town of Alsace, where no one was there.

"I remember you, kid."

5:07 a.m. in Eastern Town.

A town street far away from the security office.

Alsace, who had injured his left arm, came to the door of a medical clinic on the beach and knocked on the door with a pale face.

"Who is it so early?"

As soon as he knocked on the door, a middle-aged man's voice answered him.

"I'm injured, can you help me treat it?" Alsace responded.

Injured?

Wenyan, the owner of the medical center opened the door before he could change his clothes. He looked at Alsace, whose blood was dripping towards his door, and covered his left arm with a look of pain on his face.

"Come inside quickly."

Chapter 14 The Navy Arrives

After entering the house, Alsace sat by the window of the hospital, looking at the horizon as the sky gradually lit up.

The doctor who was suturing Alsace's wound asked, "How did you get this wound?"

"I accidentally got it while fighting with Lafitte."

"What!" Hearing that it was Lafitte who caused the injury, the doctor was shocked and sutured him with medicine.

How did this boy come back alive?

Could it be that he was injured from fighting with that devil sergeant?

"However, he should be even more uncomfortable, huh—!" There was no anesthetic for the sutures, so Alsace gritted his teeth and endured it.

He didn't want to take anesthesia, feeling that it would affect his reaction speed and leave sequelae.

"What? Did you hit him back?" These words undoubtedly stimulated the doctor's brain and made the needle he used to suture the wound tremble.

The doctor's behavior was unusual and Alsace expected it.

How can someone who abuses his power and commits violence against civilians be loved by civilians?

His safety was temporarily guaranteed.

Seeing the doctor's hands shaking as he sutured the wound, Alsace's mouth trembled in pain: "No...that's right...doctor, can you stop shaking your hands? I'm in great pain."

He was out of the fight and the pain had long since returned to normal.

"Sorry, this is a shock to me. How injured is he?" The doctor apologized and then asked.

"I penetrated his right shoulder and cut his left wrist, causing his hands to temporarily lose their function."

If it weren't for that devil fruit, he would definitely be able to kill Lafitte now.

"That is to say," the doctor heard Alsace's words, his face was so horrified that he couldn't help himself: "He can't move his hands now, right?"

"Yes."

"This might be a good opportunity to evict him."

"By the way, what exactly did he do to you?" Alsace asked the doctor out of curiosity.

"He has a very terrifying hypnotic ability. He can hypnotize civilians and make them kill each other. He is equally cruel to anyone."

Isn't this a Celestial Dragon? Arthas frowned and thought.

He is no match for him now, and his recovery ability cannot be as fast as his animal-type Devil Fruit ability.

The murderous intention was already buried deep in Alsace's heart.

After talking to the doctor, he learned about Lafitte's current personality.

At the age of 24, he was very prone to rage and would kill people for no reason. In the original novel, even when facing characters like the Warring States and the world's number one swordsman, he was much more mature and calm than he is now.

After the wound was sutured, Alsace gave the doctor two thousand beli for medical expenses.

After resting at his place until noon, Alsace returned to a hotel in the town.

"Welcome, can I ask for accommodation?" The waiter who picked up the guests at the front desk greeted him immediately.

"No, please take me to room 3-2. I have someone I know."

The groom is waiting for news from Alsace here, and will pass it on to Becky to let him know.

"Okay, guest, please come with me."

……

Arriving at Room 3-2, after meeting Becky's men, he briefly told about Lafitte, who was unable to kill the Devil Fruit.

"You can't defeat him either?"

"It's completely impossible now. If you go again, you will probably be killed."

"Yeah, I understand. How about we go back to the southern town?"

He was seriously injured. It seemed that it was caused by a fierce confrontation. He was really strong.

After a minute of thinking, Alsace rejected the groom.

Now that he was injured and did not want to appear in front of Becky, he suggested: "I will go back in two days, and then we will deal with the navy together."

"Then I'll extend your room for two more days. I'll take this phone and contact you then."

Handing the phone bug to Alsace, the groom drove the carriage and left the eastern town.

Watching him go further and further through the window, Alsace stood alone in the room, covering his wounds and murmuring:

"The guards have also started searching for me..."

After staying in the eastern town to recuperate for two days, Alsace's injury was almost healed. During this period, he trained with the injury and became stronger.

Ji Hua also successfully mastered the first level, a move that allowed Alsace to win unexpectedly in battle.

But he thought of a new evolutionary move. What kind of swordsmanship can seriously injure the enemy with lightning speed?

Undoubtedly, it must be the sword-drawing technique.

In the past two days, Becky learned that he could not defeat Lafitte, so he postponed the occupation of the gang territory in the eastern town.

The mafia forces that led the troops to conquer two towns in the northwest in two days took over most of the island.

Two days later——

Yobru Kingdom, forest entrance to the southern town.

Alsace, who had changed his outfit, walked out of the forest path with a setaria in his mouth.

The simple black robe covered his right arm, revealing the scabs on his left arm after the injury healed.

With messy and unruly waist-length hair, she walked into the street with a swaying expression.

Both wrists and fingers are wrapped with bandages, and he has the most perfect figure with a height of 177cm.

"It's been two long days..."

"Alsatian boy, are you back?"

Now the town streets are full of Becky's eyes and ears, and as soon as he steps onto the street, he is spotted by a man in a suit.

The man ran to Alsace and looked at him: "You have changed into a set of clothes that suits you very well."

He smelled of alcohol. How much had he drank?

“If you decide to embark on the path of swordsmanship, a swordsman’s unique outfit is indispensable.”

He spent 30,000 beli, and now he still has 65,500 beli in his backpack.

Alsace, who smelled of alcohol, glanced sideways at the man and continued walking towards the street ahead.

"Boss Becky is waiting for you. Go to the port and discuss with him a plan to deal with the navy."

"Has the navy arrived?" This news surprised him. He didn't expect it to arrive so quickly.

At the southern dock port, a large sailboat was filled with mafia members, all busy carrying cannons to the ship.

At this moment, Becky was already wearing a cape and a white striped suit, looking like a boss: "Alsace, you are back, I thought you were dead, hahaha."

What a handsome bastard, Becky felt jealous when she saw Alsace.

Faced with Becky's teasing, Alsace responded calmly: "I won't die, Becky. Even if you die, I won't die."

The ships docked at the port are being equipped with various combat weapons by the mafia.