King Arthur, Apprentice of Roger’s Company Chapter 294

“Eh?”

“Red hair just like you? And super arrogant!”

“Sounds interesting~”

“Captain!”

A partner next to him, looking surprised, couldn’t help but pat his shoulder.

“Hey, hey, hey~”

“Aren’t we going to join the fun?”

The half-drunk pirates all gathered around.

As for the outcome?

Winning or losing, strong or weak?

Hehe!

They had unparalleled confidence in their captain!

Absolutely! Absolutely! Absolutely won’t lose!

“The same red hair?”

“And an unyielding attitude?”

The expression under the straw hat subtly shifted, as if he had thought of something. He had originally no interest in interfering, but suddenly his heart stirred, and a glimmer of excitement flashed in his eyes.

“Could it be…”

No hesitation.

No lingering.

With a guess forming in his mind, he directly dashed forward, heading outside.

Even without the power of a Devil Fruit.

Solely relying on his extremely high mastery of physical techniques, he still created an illusion similar to teleportation. Afterimages streaked through the air, and it wasn’t until the afterimages left behind dissipated that everyone realized he had left.

In an instant!

With an excited expression, he didn’t bother to hide and used his full strength directly.

The airflow he generated blew open the door curtain.

The cold wind from outside the tavern quickly poured in, and being hit by the cold wind, the half-drunk crowd instantly sobered up.

“So, so fast!”

“As expected of the captain recognized by us 210…”

“Hohoho, the captain’s strength seems to have grown even stronger!!”

“I knew it… The wave of the new era should have a share for us too!”

“…”

The awakened pirates boasted proudly, their faces flushed with pride, as if they were praising themselves.

Without further delay.

Having sobered up from their half-drunk state, they quickly perked up and rushed out after him.

Devil Fruits…

Martial arts masters…

They blossomed in their hands, colorful and varied. Even if it was just the tip of the iceberg, it still made the pirates drinking in the tavern widen their eyes, their jaws dropping in shock.

That feeling.

It was like your friends you usually drink and fool around with, where everyone just chats and brags, making outlandish claims. Then one day, you suddenly realize they weren’t bragging, they were truly big shots.

And not just one or two, but a whole group!

True big shots were right beside me!

Hmm…

It was exactly like the face-slapping plot of a third-rate urban web novel, just missing an arrogant villain minion.

For example, a certain Mountain Bandit King?

Outside Windmill Village.

On the coastal shore of the island. (ceee)

“Hahahaha…”

“I guessed right, it really is you—Arthur!!”

An incredibly excited voice echoed from afar, as if amplified by a loudspeaker.

A mighty surge of sound.

It pressed down the green grass on the ground.

Within the sound wave.

A black dot in the distant sky continuously expanded, enlarged, and then expanded again.

It moved at an extremely fast speed.

Soon, it transformed from a sesame-sized dot into a vaguely discernible human silhouette.

“Who is it!”

“How dare you offend His Majesty!”

After a furious roar.

Sword energy soared into the sky.

A vigilant Galahad drew his sword and stepped forward, but Arthur pressed his red-hilted sword back.

He smiled and shook his head at him: “No need!”

“Leave it to me~”

After calming down his knight, he himself stepped on Geppo and charged straight up.

Bang bang— (For exhilarating novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

Sound waves exploded in the air.

Extremely fast steps in the air solidified the air into stepping stones, charging upwards.

Although it was a high-level Geppo technique, it seemed as easy as eating and drinking for the two people in the air.

Boom!!

With just one encounter, fists and palms met.

The point of contact between the two fists became the epicenter, sending out powerful impacts in all directions.

The surging air current made people’s facial muscles twitch, and even their feet almost lost their balance, as if they were about to be swept into the storm.

A faint, shimmering light fell, and the village chief, who had been unsteady and almost swept away by the shockwave, suddenly stood firm on the ground as if his feet had taken root.

“Tha-thank you, my lord…”

Although his strength was meager, just that of an ordinary person, having been able to become the village chief of Windmill Village, he had met many powerful figures. He immediately knew that someone had helped him.

He respectfully bowed, his face full of gratitude.

However, Morgan clearly had no interest in responding, her head slightly tilted back, her interest entirely focused on the sky.

Completely ignored, Slap still felt grateful. If it weren’t for the young lady’s intervention, if he were truly caught in the storm, his old arms and legs would surely turn into scraps.

“Princess…”

“It seems like they’re fighting in the sky!”

“Are we really not going to intervene?”

Galahad frowned, looking like he had something to say but held back, his right hand twitching on the red-hilted sword.

“Intervene?”

“Intervene in what?”

“Didn’t Arthur tell you to stop and let him handle everything!” Morgan said indifferently, without turning her head, as if it were a matter of course.

“But…”

“But what? Do you not trust Arthur’s strength and think he’ll lose?” Morgan turned her head, looking over with a playful gaze.

“How could that be!!”

“How could the King possibly lose! The King is invincible!” Galahad, looking like a fanboy, denied it three times in a row.

All his attention was focused on Arthur.

His confidence in Arthur could be said to be blind.

“But as the King’s knights.”

“It’s unforgivable to stand by idly while the King fights…” Galahad pursed his lips, looking self-reproachful.

Strictly adhering to knightly virtues, even known as an impeccable person.

Of course, he would not attempt to bully with numbers.

He spoke repeatedly purely because he couldn’t accept the fact that as a knight guarding the King, he was hiding behind Arthur during a battle.

In his heart… it felt as if there was a fire burning.

“Eh?”

“Self-reproach? No need for that!”

“At least first wipe your eyes and see the situation on the field clearly before you start agonizing inside~”

She lightly tapped the void with her fingertips, and light and shadow inverted, forming a smooth mirror that reflected the battlefield in the sky.

“That’s not a battle…”

“At most! It’s a long-awaited reunion!” Morgan’s lips curved slightly, with a teasing, playful look.

Unexpectedly!

This concubine really guessed wrong~

A rare hint of surprise appeared in Morgan’s usually frivolous and indifferent gaze.

Sky!

“Hahahaha~”

“As expected of you, Arthur!”

“Even after not seeing each other for so long, your punch is still so strong!” The man with a slightly bruised nose laughed heartily at Arthur.

He had suffered a small loss upon their first meeting, but he didn’t seem to care at all.

“Hehehe~”

“Shanks, you’re not weak either!”

“It seems your training hasn’t stopped since we parted ways!”

“Your punches are as fast as ever!” Arthur shook his slightly numb hand bones, a big smile on his face from their long-awaited reunion.

Happy!

Happy from the bottom of his heart!