The Laughing Clown in Pirate

In the early morning, the waves hit the beach, washing the sand layer to reveal various white shells. On the beach, a few little feet were moving and jumping, lifting up the sand and stepping on the waves.

Snap! Elkann struck the wooden stick raised by his friend with his sword. No, the thing in his hand cannot be said to be a sword, it is just a wooden stick cut into an oval shape. The wooden stick was made from a shrub on the seaside.

It is very heavy, tough and durable. Children in the town like to use this tool to make their own practice weapons, and even many adults use this tree as strength training equipment.

Catching Elkann's heavy vertical chop, the little boy rolled on the soft beach, and then swept towards Elkann's calf. Bang! Elkann lowered his wooden sword to block this cunning blow.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Wooden swords continued to fight on the beach. The little boys occasionally used the practical skills they learned from their elders, but more often they fought blindly. When the little friends rolled to the ground and stood up again,

Elkann chuckled!

"Why are you laughing, Elkann!" The little boy blushed. This attracted the attention of the other pair of boys who were competing. They looked over the little boy's shoulders and couldn't help laughing.

A shell was pressing on the little boy's naked shoulder, and the hermit crab inside was sticking its head out, shaking left and right in panic!

The boy who saw the hermit crab on his shoulder swept the hermit crab off his shoulder angrily. As soon as the shell hit the ground, he propped up his feet and ran quickly towards the waves. Then the boy couldn't help laughing and sweating from the

The corners of his raised mouth slipped.

"Here you go! Let's take a rest!" Elkann took a sip of the water in his gourd and handed the gourd to his friend.

"If my father hadn't happened to go to sea, I would have learned the trick." After taking a sip of water, the little boy said with regret.

All the people in Campani are martial arts and have spread their own set of martial arts. Legend has it that hundreds of years ago, the powerful Campani ruled more than a dozen surrounding countries. Almost all the men here make a living by guarding merchant ships, while the women are proficient in it.

Handicraft industry. Campany has the largest spice handicraft trade market in the surrounding area, Scabuda Market. Their strong folk customs are not afraid of pirates doing business. Not long ago, there was a woman who was molested by a drunken pirate and poked the awning.

He chased the drunkard three streets with his stick.

"Elkan! That's a sailboat?" asked the little boy standing next to Elkann, who had the best eyesight among them. Elkann's black eyes looked towards where the boy was pointing.

, there is indeed a small sailboat heading towards them!

This beach is their secret base. There is only a small beach with rocks next to it. Almost no one comes ashore from here.

"Are they pirates?" Elkann didn't know. Pirates attacked Campani a few years ago and they were repelled by the men, but Elkann still remembers the cries in the town and the buildings damaged by gunfire.

, and a friend in the small team who disappeared forever.

"We have to hide!" Elkann took his friends and hid behind the rocks nearby. He was not sure if the man had seen them.

When the man approached the shore, he quickly folded the sail. He pulled the reins on his muscular arms, ran towards the beach through the waves, and dragged the boat ashore.

When the rough soles of his feet touched the soft sand, Spartacus was in a trance. Many years ago, when he was a child, he also ran on this beach.

He finally came back and returned to his hometown from hell.

Spartacus wore a hood to hide his appearance, but Elkann recognized him at a glance because Elkan once climbed over the wall of his house and was spanked hard by him.

"Spartacus!" Elkann called out from behind the rocks.

Spartacus looked towards the rock where the sound was coming from, and saw the boys who often climbed on the wall of his house. At this time, they were running towards Spartacus.

"Spartacus! Where have you been all these years?" Adults don't tell children anything, at least not the cruel reality.

"Little Elkann, how are your Aunt Lagerta and Monet? Have any strange people come to the island recently?"

"Strange people? I saw several strangers wearing white masks at the port!"

"Didn't Aunt Lagerta and Monet go to sea with you?"

"Oh my God!"

These two pieces of news almost destroyed Spartacus's entire world. His heart was so painful that he could not beat. The cool sea breeze turned into thousands of knives at this time, trying to cut him into pieces, leaving behind an empty body.

"Spartacus, go to my house. My dad is at home, he may know better!" The clever little Elkann realized that something was wrong.

The children ended their activities for the day and dispersed to go home.

Erkan takes Spartacus through the Skabuda Market, his home is on the other side of the market.

At this time, the sun was warm, and the ashes raised by the carriage shone misty in the sun. There was a lot of people, and the air was filled with the smell of thyme, rosemary and lavender. On the stalls on both sides, Campani women sold their own knitted fabrics.

Mai, who was there, screamed especially enthusiastically.

Campani women always leave the best linen clothes to their husbands, which are of a different standard than those sold for sale. The needlework and thread are close-fitting and the cuffs are connected with a unique technique. Spartacus’s wife has the most skillful hands in Campani.

Before his next trip, she also made him a new suit of clothes.

He couldn't think about it anymore, his heart was bleeding.

Knock on the door...the shirtless man in the room opens the door.

"Spartacus!" he shouted! Then he gave the wooden man in front of him a hug.

"Come in! Come in!"

"You brat, go get your uncle some tea!" The man patted Elkann's little head gently.

"Alas..." The man pulled Spartacus to the stool and sat down: "Did little Elkann tell you?"

Spartacus nodded.

"It's not that bad, Spartacus, it's not as bad as you think!" The man said and patted Spartacus on the shoulder, which made Spartacus' eyes shine again.

"Tell me, Raises, what happened to them!"

Little Elkann made goat milk tea for the two adults and sat aside obediently.

"After you were captured by the Celestial Dragons, Lagerta contracted the cold due to longing for you, so the sensible little Monet went to the herbal shop to get medicine by himself."

"We have a mixed bag here. Little Monet was captured by pirates and sold to slave traders."

"Laguerta took your shield and chased you out, but it was still a step too late. When we found the clue, the ship had already set out to sea. Lagerta and we caught the pirate who kidnapped little Monet and made him a

Hit the target."

"Laguta spent all your savings over the years, bought a boat, and gathered a few people from the same hometown to go to sea together. It has been a year now."

The man patted Spartacus on the shoulder and gave him some comfort.

"At least, they weren't caught by the White Mask."

"Lageta still found some clues. The ship Monet caught and boarded was the ship of the Shipping King Umit. However, I have rarely heard about the Giant Shield Pirates formed by Lageta.

Already."

The man said, turned around and rummaged through the box and found a reward warrant.

Spartacus watched carefully.

The once gentle expression on the green-haired woman's face has disappeared. There is a scar on the thin lower jaw, and the temperament is fierce and fierce. Both sides of the curly green hair have been shaved into short hair, and the rest has been tied into braids.

The back of the head.

Tears finally welled up from his eyes, warm and moist, and fell on the reward order.

Shield Maiden Lagerta Bounty: 60 million beli