Me, Adventurer! - Undoubled Skills Are Flat Magic

The pirate ship comes straight in from the bow direction. From where the axis is slightly off, I guess you're going to hit it, ground it, burn the sail with a fire arrow right after, and then attack it with a step called the Battle of the White Soldiers. I'm folding sails now, so the target is pretty small. It's going to be hard to guess if we don't get close.

Near the bow, besides me and Cristella and Anya, sailors ready for battle are waiting for weapons like cutlasses and bows in their hands. Ready to intercept. That said, the battle is basic, and we plan to do it alone. The sailors are to be protected. If you get hurt, you'll get in the way of the ship.

There's nothing like an operation. At best, it's enough to make sure they don't get in and be careful not to get the sails burned. Neither I nor the sailors have ever had a white soldier fight on board.

I tell Cristera and Anya to keep their posture as low as possible and aim for their feet. Because I've read in some book before that how to stabilize the center of gravity is important in shaking shipboard combat. If your leg is damaged, you will not be able to step on it, and your center of gravity will break easily. Then I'm not about to fight.

A pirate ship is approaching in front of us. It's a big Galeon ship over there. Is it slightly smaller over there, or the height of the ship can be slightly higher here. But it's not that big of a difference. As long as we can get on board, there won't be any difficulty in getting around. And that time will come in a few more seconds.

At a moment when the bows of each other's ships are in contact, I kick a railing and jump to the pirate ship. It's a must to get ahead. I'm the only one holding a hollow position while the crew on both sides is out of balance due to a contact impact.

A bearded Moja red-haired big man, who was forming great near the bow of a pirate ship, stares at me as he jumps in with astonishment. But that's all he could have done. I can't even defend him because he's out of balance. I'll land on his face with both legs. With a blow to the face and a slap from the back of the head on the deck, the bearded Moja Big Man lightly loses consciousness. But this guy might have been the luckiest pirate in a way. Because the damage was done only by the nasal bone and the tankob on the back of the head.

The starboard sides of both ships are rubbed together as they make loud noises and vibrations. Both crew members endure it, so they're full, and they can't get around yet.

All the redhead and chestnut-haired big men with weapons lined up in front of me single-handedly aboard the pirate ship. It's stained with the red light of the sunset that's sinking into the horizon, but the color of their skin is white without exception. Russian whiteness. I guess it's a northern ethnic group. I mean, I'm not from this neighborhood. Are you a pirate of Nolan after all? Well, we'll see about that later. Let's focus on fighting now.

He leaps toward the pirates again as he tramples on the face of the fallen man. To scratch and confuse as much as possible. I won't give you time to shoot a firearm for long.

Passing between the two pirates, he punches out the sword and tweezer pointing behind his waist. (10) I bought it for this escort request. A normal adventurer would have a spare weapon. Still a tool for mountain walking though.

The pirates' necks, who don't even know what happened, fall down with a dumb look. For the first time, I took people's lives with my own hands, but I don't have any particular emotions. I'm almost ready for that, and I'm not as young as I think. Physically young though.

In the first place, I wouldn't have bothered if it had been modern Japan in my previous life.

Occasionally there was a guy who said that he fell asleep saying, "I can't believe you took the life of a creature," etc., but if you let me tell you, you have enough shame on your face.

When I ask, "Have you never taken a creature's life before," I assure you, only the guy who says so, "No," but when I ask, "So you've never eaten meat or fish before," I say, "I didn't kill you." That's just turning away from the fact that 'someone is killing me on my own behalf'. Disgraceful.

I had food allergies in my previous life, so I had a chance to think deeper than a healthy person when it comes to food. Because if you don't, it's life-threatening. So I could realise what it really meant, hidden in the words' I'll have it 'before the meal. It means' Everyone lives taking someone's life '. And it's not just about eating.

Cops, for example. They control criminals, sometimes they take lives, and they are being taken. Instead of us. Modern society's life is built on those sacrifices. Whoever says it has nothing to do with himself lacks too much imagination.

Everyone is killing people indirectly. They're killing me. Then there is now a reason to hesitate to defile your own hands.

I don't know if it's the side to take my life or the side to be taken, but my turn has come. That's all. If you don't want to die, you have to kill him. There's no reason to worry, no point at all. That's what I think.

In this escort contract, when the pirates show up, they're supposed to leave a few behind and destroy them. Because we don't divide the number of people on watch.

If you repel a pirate, there is a chance that the ship will get it. The possessions of bandits and pirates belong to the exorcised, so in this case they belong to us. For this reason, the shipowner has asked me to sell the ship once it is available. If we can get a new ship, we can expand our business opportunities. That's the escort contract, including that one.

But even if we get the ship, we have to take it to port once. The manoeuvring personnel for this purpose will naturally be carried out by some of the sailors on the ship today. If you let the pirates maneuver the ship, you're in danger of escape. But then the manpower becomes critical, and I can't afford to allocate the number of people to the watch. Then you'd better leave a few people for the investigation so you don't have to watch from the start. That's why we prioritized safety and rationality.

The pirates get upset when they see a fellow who's been decapitated. You would have been willing to get on the other ship, but I guess you didn't think about getting on. It's convenient for me.

Lower yourself at the same time as you land, running vertically and horizontally between the pirates. Cut off the pirates' ankles as they slip through.

"Ahhh!?

"Yikes!? My leg, my leg!?

It is a flat, sharpened sword and sword. Sometimes I actually cut it off even though I thought I'd just cut it off. Well, neither is a problem. The point is, you just have to be unable to move. You can't even shoot a fire arrow because I'm running around, and it serves a good purpose.

"Damn, what's going on!? There's something fucked up at your feet, watch out!

Did you think density would increase confusion, or simply because you wanted to stay away from danger, the pirates would spread the distance. Gaps have been created and my appearance has been exposed. I don't have any particular problems though.

"Seriously, you're not a kid! You're not licking me!

Some kind of pirate with a bandana wrapped around his head waves down the cutlass. Twist your body as you penetrate forward and squeeze the approaching blade in a few cm. I'm a better judge, too. With a recoil that returns the twisted body, the sword is turned into a horizontal sword, cutting off the pirate's knee and flying.

"Guh!?

"Damn, don't let him near me! Poke and kill!!

Some of them are spears... but they have a return on them, so they poke at me. I'm not a fish.

Once the distance is taken in the backstep, it runs out to the starboard side of the ship.

Spears and other piercing weapons usually stand on the right. And I poke my left leg forward, but when they move to my right side, my body naturally opens up, and I can't release a strong poke. That's why we're moving right, clockwise.

I can run at Olympian-like speeds by strengthening my body. Even though I'm used to rough things in pirate business, it's not something a regular person can chase down. There can't even be a plunder, like a poke with an open body and no hips in it.

One of the pirates gently faints the improperly unleashed thrust, creeping under the return thrust and filling in the intermission. A surprised pirate rushes to unleash his next poke, but it's too late.

"Become!? Bye!?

Jumping into my nostrils, I slit my flank with my right hand claw like I was passing through the right side of a pirate. An unexpectedly beautiful pink bowel spills out, but not if you're observing it for a long time. You're used to demolishing intestinal demons.

From behind a pirate with a broken flank, another wizard releases a poke. It's a good time. Cut off the tip of the ear while paying with the left-hand sword. Cut up the right-hand side of your hair and amputate the pirate's left arm.

"Ahhh!? My arm, huh? Huh?

Run straight back near the bow. Turn around and see what's going on around... yeah, snort shouting. The pirates with their hands and legs cut rolled around, bloody around. About half of the total, about 14-15 people couldn't move. The rest of them look blue and look at this one blindly. Apparently, you've lost your temper, but that's why there's no reason to give you a break.

... sad, but this is war, isn't it?

As long as I remember the Buddha, don't hesitate to become a Buddha. I was reborn without buddha, not my brother-in-law.

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The only survivor of a pirate is the first one to be stomped on my face. He fainted until it was all over, so he survived. I knew this guy was the only one in luck. Most pirates are just like bandits, so if they get caught, they can only tie their necks or fall into slavery.

The bodies of the pirates are not on board. I mowed all my necks and dumped them in the ocean. The demons will eat it deliciously.

How long did it take to fight? The sunset is already setting on the horizon, but it's still somewhat bright with the rest of it. If you work hard, you'll be able to clean up about the back of the bloody deck by dark. I can't do it alone on a boulder, so I have to ask the merchant sailors.

When I looked at the merchant ship, the sailor and the captain opened their mouths and shrugged.... Yeah, it's the usual guy. If I saw a 7-year-old ravage over 30 pirates, I'd look like that too. I don't care because it's now. Perhaps I was able to tolerate it. To my heart.

"Dear Beat, it seems there are still survivors in the barn! Please be careful!

What, are you still there? It's so annoying. It's time for me to get hungry?