Although these soldiers were powerful men that the royal family could recruit in the Kingdom of Roster, there was no resistance in front of Yas at this time.

Seeing Yas easily picking the soldiers out, Prince Cole's face finally flashed with anxiety.

"What should I do, butler!"

Cole stomped his feet, obviously he had never seen such a scene before.

"Don't worry, your highness, I will definitely protect you."

The middle-aged man in the suit tightened the silver sword in his hand, and his eyes were full of determination.

"What's going on outside?"

In the cabin, a middle-aged greasy uncle with a big belly, wearing gold and silver, slowly put down the cards in his hand, with a little impatient face.

What he hates the most is being disturbed when he is having fun.

"Your Majesty, a man has stepped onto our ship and is fighting with His Highness the Third Prince's escort."

A minion subordinate knelt in front of a middle-aged fat man, lowered his head to report on the situation outside.

Witts Bees was furious and seemed a little unbelievable. Someone dared to offend him, who was a nobleman, and attacked his favorite son.

After a moment, his face turned gloomy, and he turned his head and ordered in a cold voice:

"Shadow, go and see, I'm going to catch the living."

"yes!"

A sound suddenly came from a dark corner of the room, and then light and shadow flashed. All the waiters only saw a shadow flashing by, and they could not see the person's appearance clearly.

Even the kings and nobles sitting in front of King Vitus were silent, and they had deep fear of this person known as the shadow of the king.

No one knew his origin, but only knew that every time the king sent him to do something, it meant a great purge, and the rolling heads fell.

It can be said that in China, he is the endorsement of the God of Death. No noble wants to see him with his own eyes, because those who see him have disappeared from this world without exception.

"Continue to fight!"

I have to say that as the leader of a country, Waiters still has no shortage of courage and picked up the cards he had just put down.

“Yes…yes.”

The many nobles on the opposite side had to respond only.

On the deck, Yas was knocking off the last soldier with an iron pipe, and the golden crow was still standing firmly on his shoulder, not using its slightest ability.

Yas felt his body silently. Every time he killed a soldier, a ray of warm energy would flow into his body and then disappear.

The conditions for upgrading the Yas Physical Constitution column in the system have been updated, from the original 0100 to 1100.

In other words, Yas killed so many, about forty or fifty soldiers, but only achieved 1% progress. Although these guys were just scumbags, Yas was still a little surprised at such a slow speed.

"Children, your guard is a little weak."

Yas tilted his head and looked at Prince Cole, who had already begun to panic.

"Don't be afraid of your highness, I'll kill this evil thief!"

The middle-aged man in the suit waved the sword in his hand and stabbed Yas with a quick speed, which was completely beyond the reach of ordinary soldiers.

However, even so, it was not enough to pose a threat to Yas. He grabbed the iron pipe cross-frame and blocked the surprise attack.

Yas shook the iron pipe hard, took away the man in suit's sword, and stepped forward, and he came to the man in suit.

It was impossible for him to retreat at this time, because Yas had already pinched his claws with his palms and grabbed the head of the man in the suit with lightning speed.

If this claw is grasped firmly, this man in the suit who bravely protects the master may not be able to escape the bloody ending.

The man in the suit is of limited strength. His strength may be considered a strong man in their country, but he is far inferior to this sea.

Not to mention the distance, even a pirate of tens or tens of millions can successfully deal with the ship, if no stronger people appear.

The pirates' fear of these royal families comes more from the navy. After all, if the royal family of these franchise countries is moved, they will be immediately encircled by the surrounding navies.

In the East China Sea, few pirates dare to provoke the navy.

Yas was thinking this way, but his palm slowly grabbed the man in the suit for a moment, but at this moment, a cold light flashed behind Yas.

Yas tightened his heart, kicked his legs, jumped directly forward, grabbed the man in the suit in front of him, and changed his position with him.

"Sher!"

A blood light flew up in the sky, and the man in the suit was cut off directly, and the warm blood splattered on Yas and Prince Cole.

"housekeeper..."

Prince Cole's eyes were dull. Although he had seen such bloody scenes no less than ten times, they were all the blood of slaves, not those around him.

"It seems that someone with strength has finally come."

Yas put down the headless body of the man in the suit and looked at the cold man holding a knife in front of him, with a little unexpected look in his eyes.

A small royal family actually hides such a guy with great sword skills.

Yas looked at the body of the man in suit who had fallen to the ground. The wound was extremely flat and even his spine was cut open with one knife.

You must know that it was not a close-range slash, but a sword energy from the cold swordsman in front of you.

The man's face was cold, and a scar spread across his face, looking a little hideous, with a slightly scattered hair hanging straight to his shoulders.

If it weren't for the threat that Yas felt the threat from his previous blow, he would have thought that this guy was a homeless man who sneaked onto the boat from somewhere.

"Hurry! Save this prince!"

When Cole saw the appearance of the knife-holding man, he seemed to have found his backbone and hurriedly asked for help.

"Shut up!"

Yas shouted softly with his eyes slanted.

His Highness, who is usually pampered, was silent in an instant and did not dare to say anything more.

As for the Shadow Mr. Shadow, who was sent by the king, still looked indifferent, with his eyes open and unwavering, and there was no fluctuation at all because of His Highness the Prince's request for help.

"My name is Yas, what are your name?"

Yas narrowed his eyes, and a war in his heart slowly brewed.

"My name is Shadow."

The swordsman shadow finally raised his eyes.

"Don't you even have your own name..."

Yas was not surprised, it seemed that this guy should be the dead soldier raised by the royal family since childhood.

In order to cultivate some people who are absolutely finally themselves, some royal families will adopt some children with purpose, pick out some talented ones from them, and constantly instill the idea of ​​being loyal to the royal family in them.
Chapter completed!