Huh...hiss...

The cold autumn wind at night blew on his face. After years of fighting on the Grand Route, the flying squirrel didn't know that it had been many years since he had experienced the normal changes of the four seasons.

Click...!

The hand holding the plum blossom katana trembled slightly and he grasped the hilt, and the flying squirrel murmured softly.

"Do you understand now?"

"This is the darkness we have to carry... and the pain."

"Black Earl Lovett!!!"

The moment the roar fell, a vacuum slash flew out, tearing the ground along the deck and sending sawdust flying.

laugh!!

A corner of his clothes was torn off. Even though the butler had hugged his master and tried his best to dodge, the distance of less than ten meters was still too close for the swordsman.

Lovett's clothes were torn off, leaving blood marks on his waist.

As for himself, one of his legs was cut off directly, and it was broken from the calf twenty centimeters away.

"For the fallen soldiers, I will die!"

After missing the first blow, the flying squirrel immediately swung the second sword.

The terrifying speed of the Lieutenant General was immediately revealed under the close-range attack!

Obviously a long time ago, even Crowe who used the silent step could not escape his mental capture, but now facing the flying squirrel, Lovett had lost his target for the first time.

He knew what the flying squirrel had done and the direction of his attack, but he could not "see" where the flying squirrel had gone or how it would attack.

This is a significant feature that the soul calculation speed cannot keep up, otherwise the sword on the chest would not hit him.

"left!"

A sense of crisis surged into my heart, tingling between my brows.

This kind of experience of losing a target is not a good one. Fortunately, Lovett has encountered countless sure-kill situations in his life, and he has already developed a big heart and can keenly catch the call from his sixth sense.

laugh……!

A scratch appeared on the deck, and the sword light plowed deep ravines on the ground. It tore open the guardrail and flew out for an unknown distance before gradually dissipating into the sea.

If he sits still or hesitates for 0.1 second, the sword will tear open his head without mercy.

“Scary guy!!!”

Lovett's eyes were full of solemnity, and he directed the black knight to hug him and dodge again and again.

The angry flying squirrel had no chance to attack, leaving him no opportunity to cast a spell to counterattack.

In addition to being fast and powerful, his swordsmanship is swift and methodical. Every blow squeezes his dodge space to the limit, and his angles are like those of an antelope and his horns, which are natural.

With the protection of the two black knights, he could barely dodge.

But now that his chest was severely injured, dragging him down would mean death!

"We must find a way to escape!"

After dodging another attack, Lovett made a decision.

"Jump into the sea?"

Thinking of the shocking sword of the Flying Squirrel in Cocoyashi Village, Luotian Slash, Lovett gave up this irrational plan.

The flying squirrel is not Crow. Who told you that you can't hit it if you jump into the sea?

threaten?

He won't show up here for fear of threats.

A dead fish or a dead net?

Then you have to have enough capital.

"So...is this the only last option?"

His brain was working so fast that Lovett's eyes were dull and he looked like he was waiting for death.

The flying squirrel did not miss this opportunity, kicked away the tall bodyguard, leaned over and rushed out with the hilt of the sword.

Cut off the robe!

Clang!!

Silver light exploded in the air, and a bright arc tore open the warship's cabin, sending the entire upper half of the area flying away!

When I glanced at it, I saw that it matched the lyrics.

"Lift your skull..."

Plop!

But this dangerous sword was still avoided, and as a price, the black knight was cut in half.

It was he who threw Lovett out the moment he knew he couldn't escape.

The bodyguard was at a disadvantage in the first battle. He couldn't even keep up with the speed of the flying squirrel, and could only roar out of reluctance.

After falling to the ground, Lovett's eyes gradually regained their brightness.

Looking at the flying squirrel's sword raised towards him again, he coughed out a mouthful of blood foam and raised the corners of his mouth.

"Do you want to save the innocent people in Orange Town?"

Psychology tells us that in this case, asking questions is more effective than anything else.

People can think. As long as their ears receive recognizable sounds, they will start thinking involuntarily.

Then……

Thinking controls the brain!

Whoosh!

The blade of the knife stopped at his forehead, and the sharp sword light cut through his black hair and landed on the tip of his nose.

It was a little itchy, but Lovett didn't dare to move for fear of irritating him.

The flying squirrel's eyes were bloodshot and unblinking, and asked: "What do you mean?"

coming!

Success or failure depends on this!

A smile appeared on his pale face, and Lovett said seriously.

"If you ambush me here, there will be blood flowing in Orange Town, but you can't let go of either side, right?"

Lovett lay down against the broken cabin wall, the flying squirrel's sword approaching inch by inch, never leaving his eyebrows.

"How about we make a deal..."

Holding his chest, Lovett said breathlessly: "This time I give up the plan to go to the Grand Line, so that you have time to rush to Orange Town immediately for support."

"Aramu!"

The flying squirrel pressed the tip of the sword against Lovett's forehead, causing drops of blood to drip from it.

"You have been defeated!"

"If I kill you and then rush over, what difference will the time make?!"

At this point, the Flying Squirrel has no choice.

"So you want to leave this mess alone and lead the troops directly?"

Lovett grinned and asked, "Are you sure you're going to kill me and that's the end of it?"

The flying squirrel's eyelids twitched.

"The order to ambush me tonight must have been given to you by the big shots above, right? With your character, you absolutely cannot do such a thing."

Chi!

He painstakingly tore off the inner lining and used it as a bandage to wrap up his most vulnerable belly to prevent his intestines from leaking out.

"Huh...huh..."

Seeing that Flying Squirrel remained "thinking" and turned a blind eye to him during this process, Lovett took a deep breath and continued: "And still ordering you to deal with me even though you know Orange Town needs support, do you think they will allow it?

you left?"

"I……"

The flying squirrel was speechless.

Yes, in order to hide their presence, no one knew that they had not left, so there were quite a few pirates lurking in Rogge Town today.

If he leaves, Rogge Town will be in chaos!

Even the Warring States Period would not allow him to pick sesame seeds and lose the watermelon.
To be continued...