Pirate’s Holy Light Swordsman

"Tsk, the psychological quality is really poor, so what about the pirates? A bunch of hooligans."

Wright went back to the bow, picked up the package and the scabbard, and dragged the long knife to the cabin. The contrast between the long blade and the short body is so obvious. Looking at the deck that was almost emptied, the pirates felt that their three views were greatly impacted.

Wright was still walking while thinking:

"I'm white shirt! The blood is not clean, and there is this hole... Goddamn fat man!"

"Don't be in a daze over there, everyone who's not dead will come over and clean up for me!"

"Since I chose to go out to sea to be a pirate, when I want to burn, kill and loot, make me aware that I will be killed at any time!"

"Check the supplies on the ship, dispose of the bodies, and bring up the ones that haven't died in the sea. I don't need to worry about the dead ones."

"Also, choose someone who can speak well and come to the captain's room to listen to my instructions!"

Seeing the scary child and the knife disappear into the cabin...

Wright stuck his head out of the cabin, startling the pirates - he casually ordered a pirate who didn't seem to be seriously injured: "You, come and show me the way, your cleanest room will be cleaned up for me, remember , be clean!"

Seeing that the unlucky ghost who was targeted followed Wright to clean up the room, the surviving pirates found that their legs were weak and they were about to fall, and they couldn't help crying with joy.

There is the consciousness of being chopped down, but being chopped up like melons and vegetables is too exciting... Who doesn't want to live, right?

...

After driving away the lead pirate who was too frightened to speak for a long time, he told him to hurry up and find someone who was sober and could talk properly. Wright sighed comfortably while lying on the soft big bed in the captain's room. The long knife was standing obliquely beside the bed, with a gentleman's hat hanging from the handle, and the blood-stained white shirt was replaced with a new one. The bed is clean and comfortable. I can't see that the black-breasted man is very creative, but he enjoys it.

"Holy Light... the power of punishment, the attack method is really simple and rude."

"The sacred damage attached to physical attacks, as well as the burning effect of sacred fire... It seems that they are all based on slash damage."

"It seems that we still need to improve the level of swordsmanship in order to better utilize the disciplinary power of the Holy Light - or change to a good knife, this is not easy."

"The research on the power of protection is not thorough enough. It is only a bonus to physical fitness. Sometimes it is too late to start active defense."

Shaking his head, Wright opened his hand, and a golden halo appeared on his palm.

"I was educated in the first actual combat. Sure enough, the villain died...cough, um...you must always pay attention to the battlefield. If it weren't for the unreasonable healing power of Shengguang, this time it would have fallen."

"It's been 6 years since I've traveled through, and since I've determined that this is the world of pirates and not Azeroth... I feel a lot more at ease..."

"Azeroth is a world with the power of destroying stars, so many high-ranking races... It's too dangerous, but the power system over there is clear, but there are things like Devil Fruits that ignore the system..."

Wright, who traveled to the second son of a noble family in the Goa Kingdom six years ago. The pampered little brat sneaked out, and was just stunned by the "never seen" vicious dog that rushed out of the street... uh... scared to death, so Wright successfully occupied the magpie's nest.

In his previous life, Wright was a heavy wow player, a second-class patient with chivalry spirit, and a senior dad who has firmly chosen the Holy Light profession for fifteen years and has a repressed heart of punishment.

And... in the era when the big lord is about to fight the shadow world, he still remembers the green years fifteen years ago, and he does not hesitate to go to the nostalgic service to reminisce, really old toys.

At the same time, he is still a twenty-year-old Haimi, and he did not forget to chase after the big lord when he hung up the fishing machine. As a result, the heavy rain outside was completed by a thunder——

Senior Haimi, right, send you to the world of pirates;

Daddy's old toy, right? The power of the Holy Light will not thank you for taking it away.

"..."

"Thank you for the hammer!"

Finally, Wright knew a little bit, and did not expose the existence of the power of the Holy Light.

He showed that he was completely uninterested in the tricks of the nobles, but his talent for "art" shocked his "parents", thinking that he was a candidate who could perfectly reflect the value of the nobles - marriage.

It's really a blessing to have a brain-dead brother who is a dozen years older than me. The heir or something has nothing to do with me.

Therefore, although he disagreed with his request to practice swordsmanship, he did not object much. On the contrary, in order to satisfy his personality as an "art genius", he also invited an excellent swordsman to teach him the foundation.

As for what kind of art it is... I still don't need to go into it. In the eyes of the aristocrats, children of Wright's age can do ordinary-level characters, paintings, essays, and even delicate handicrafts... It's an "artistic genius"!

In this way, Wrightren suffers from the hypocritical life of aristocrats like daily tasks, gritted his teeth and watched innocent civilians die due to the selfish desires of the nobles, and there are uncertain terminals...

Taking advantage of the excellent conditions of the nobles, Wright painstakingly trained his swordsmanship and secretly developed the power of the Holy Light until he encountered a bottleneck and was finally able to leave that suffocating place...

"Uh...that...sir...?"

A rather clever pirate probing his head approached the captain's room and tried to shout.

This kid didn't name him either, but since he's a strong man, it's always right to call him "adult".

"Um."

Wright turned over, but saw the pirate who came to take a step back involuntarily, and he was amused.

"Okay, come closer, I'm not a murderer."

Looking at the "no, you are" expression on the pirate's face, Wright grinned and had to get straight to the point.

"What is the purpose of this ship? How long will there be enough water and food?"

"Go back... Back to your lord, captain... Uh, the former captain didn't have any scheduled routes. There was still half a month's worth of food and water on board... But now it can support it for about 20 days..."

"Huh? The more food and water you use, the more you use it?"

"No... No, it's because a few unlucky ghosts drowned just now, and the ship... the consumption of the former captain is more than three people..."

"……All right."

Patting his head, Wright asked, "Do you know how to get to Shuangyue Village?"

"Yes, I know... but the people there are very good at fighting. We managed to escape after going there once..."

"You can escape because people don't want to kill them all."

"On your level... Hmph, you dare to rob Frost Moon Village? It is estimated that the pirates who offer a reward of 10 million will never return."

Wright lay back on the bed and instructed: "Target Shuangyue Village, hurry up for me as soon as possible, and prepare food for delivery."

"But... my lord, Shuangyue Village is so strong, we're afraid we won't be able to come back!"

"Idiot! I'm going, take me to Shuangyue Village where you like to go, I'll let you die!"

"Or... do you want me to kill you?"

Seeing that the pirate retreated in cold sweat and crawling, Wright couldn't help showing a smile, took the gentleman's hat and put it on his face: "Sure, it's the 1500th year of the Haiyuan calendar, the East China Sea hides the boss, the lowest is also high-level. Swordsman's..."

"Koshiro!"

"I am coming!"

Recently, I have seen many readers have doubts about the timeline, so I will explain it here.

There are two versions of the pirate timeline, Roger's execution time in 1498 and 1500, according to Sky Island Rolando's diary and Nami's words.

The two versions of the two-year description in the original text are reasonable, and the inferred 1498 and 1500 starting points of the era of the Great Pirate are reasonable.

This article uses the OP Kaido Forum Timeline

That is the 1500-year version of Roger's execution time, please know.