The ghost sword hero of the pirate

As the two warring parties got closer, Ferro could see more clearly.

On the sea, a huge warship was seen chasing a small sailboat, constantly adjusting the angle of its artillery to attack the sailboat ahead in an attempt to sink it.

Standing on the sailboat was a young boy with a pale face and golden earrings hanging from his ears. The boy was about twelve or three years old. Facing the constant bombardment, the boy kept steering the sailboat to avoid it. The sailboat was smaller and more flexible to control.

The young man's sailing skills were indeed superb, and he managed to avoid most of the bombardments.

But the boy is still young after all, and his physical strength is gradually decreasing, so it becomes increasingly difficult to avoid him.

"Brother Salas, please hold on a little longer, our ship is coming!"

When the young man saw the Netherworld not far away, he seemed to see a life-saving straw. He hurriedly adjusted his direction and headed towards the Netherworld.

As the small sailboat approached, Ferro could see more clearly. In addition to the boy, there was also a young man in his 20s on the boat. At this time, a round wound could be clearly seen on the young man's chest, and blood was constantly flowing out.

Blood.

"Hey, put down the rope ladder quickly and call the ship's doctor. My brother is dying! I've got what you want."

The young man parked the boat next to the Netherworld and shouted anxiously to Ferro.

"Climb up by yourself." Seeing that the man was indeed dying, Ferro threw down a rope ladder without much thought.

"Fire, fire quickly! There are accomplices on the other side." The leader of the pursuers from behind saw the young man climbing up the Netherworld with a young man on his back, and hurriedly ordered his men.

"Boom~, boom~!"

The young man had already climbed halfway, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw two shells blasting straight towards him, his pupils dilated instantly. He did not let go out of fear, but turned around directly, protecting the young man behind him, blocking it with his own body.

Cannonballs.

Clang!

A gray-black sword energy of more than 20 meters flew out from the Netherworld in an instant, directly cutting all the flying shells in half. After the black shells were cut, they did not explode - the Netherworld air-conditioning cut them in an instant.

Frozen and falling into the sea one after another.

The remaining power of the sword energy did not diminish, and it continued to fly towards the pursuing warship, and then cut the main mast in half before disappearing under the night.

"Hey! Come up here quickly, your companion is dying!"

Seeing that the young man had his eyes closed and looked like he was waiting for death, Ferro quickly reminded him.

The young man heard the sound above his head and knew that he was not dead. He opened his eyes and looked into Fiero's Nether Eye. He suddenly woke up and quickly carried his companions on his back to the Netherworld.

"Hey! Why are you the only one here to pick us up? Is there a ship's doctor?" The young man was a little anxious when he saw that Ferro was the only one on the ship.

"No, I'm the only one on this ship now, and I'm not the one to take care of you."

Ferro continued: "Looking at your skill just now, you come to the helm, and I will take your brother to the cabin to treat the wounds. Drive quickly, or the group will catch up again."

"Okay, leave it to me. Please save my brother's life!" Seeing that the situation was urgent, the young man had no choice but to agree.

In fact, it was not that Ferro was afraid of causing trouble, but that he did not know the grudges between the two parties, so he just cut off the other party's mast. When he saw that the brothers had already boarded the ship, he did not continue to take action.

A few minutes later, the sails of the Netherworld were all inflated, and under the control of the young man, it quickly left the sea.

As for the battleships in the rear, because the main sail was damaged by Fierro, they could only watch the Netherworld continue to go away, and finally disappeared into the darkness.

…

Netherworld, inside the cabin.

Ferro was treating the young man's wound. With the cold air emitted by the Nether Fruit's ability, the young man's frozen wound had stopped bleeding. After Filo took out the bullet from the wound, he simply sutured it and began to bandage it.

Fortunately, this young man met Fierro. During the treatment, the young man's soul tried to leave his body several times, but Fierro used the power of the Nether Fruit to suppress it. The wound was bandaged and the injury stabilized before he stabilized.

"I'll be at the helm. You go and take a rest. Your brother's injury has stabilized. There's no need to worry."

Walking out of the cabin, Ferro saw that the young man was already holding on to the helm, so he asked him to rest first.

"Thank you, brother, Lafitte's life will be yours from now on!"

After the young man thanked him, he couldn't wait to enter his brother's cabin.

"Lafitte? It's really different from the cruel image of the future. Who would have thought that the future Devil Sheriff would now be a passionate and passionate young man." Ferro joked in his heart.

…

Early the next morning, on the deck of the Netherworld.

Ferro and Lafitte were eating breakfast and chatting.

Through the communication between the two, Ferro understood Lafitte's tragic experience.

It turned out that Lafitte was orphaned when he was 5 years old and had been wandering around the Mafia Island in the West Sea. When he was 8 years old, he was taken in by the Fernando family, one of the five major mafia families on the Mafia Island.

The patriarch of the Fernando family, the father of the injured young man Salles, Fernando Navarro. As Lafitte's godfather, he also devoted himself to cultivating Lafitte.

Sales also treated Lafitte as his own brother, making Lafitte feel at home for the first time.

But the good times didn't last long. A year ago, the Capone family, a subsidiary family of the Fernando family, betrayed Fernando.

The Capone family secretly contacted the other four major families and carried out a large-scale purge of the Fernando family. The Fernando family was destroyed, and only Salles and Lafitte took advantage of the chaos to escape.

Because of this great change in the family, Salles was mentally stimulated and developed a strange disease. In order to treat him, Lafitte spent all his savings.

A few days ago, Lafitte heard that the Capone family had obtained a Devil Fruit, so he contacted a black market agent and planned to steal the Devil Fruit and sell it to the agent in exchange for money to treat his brother's illness.

Unexpectedly, after stealing the fruit, he was discovered by the Capone family. He was constantly hunted and had to escape with the sick Salesles, and was finally rescued by Ferro.

"Help, don't come here! Hahaha! It's so funny!"

While the two were talking, Salas suddenly started shouting in the cabin.

"Oops! Brother Salles is sick." Lafitte hurriedly ran to the cabin.

When Ferro entered the cabin, Sales began to cry again.

"My brother's illness is very strange. He is only normal about half of the day, and then he starts crying and laughing, sometimes excited, sometimes scared." Seeing that Ferro was very confused, Lafitte explained.

"Lafitte, hold him up and let me take a closer look."

Ferro was also a little curious, activated his Nether Eyes, and looked into Salas' body.

"Eh~!"