Chapter 154: Methods of Dealing with the Uncivilized
"Mr. Pasfield, I'm sorry, there is no one in our guild who is proficient in the Veitch language, but I did find a guy who can speak the Veitch language among the prisoners of the "Seaweed Blade". [∞
Eight【∞ eight【∞read【∞book,︾o＠”
As the bearded Biqi said, he walked in with a slightly fierce-looking man.
"This person's name is Silt, and he is the translator among the "Seaweed Blade" group. His previous main task was to sneak into the Vicki tribe and cooperate with the rest of the people inside and outside." The bearded Beech introduced.
Although Sirte looked fierce on the outside, he was a little timid at the moment.
no way!
As soon as he came in, he saw Laifu...ah, it was a dozen or so Vicky tribesmen who were beating up Bubta. The miserable situation Bubta was in now made his hair stand on end, and he almost peed in fear.
"It's so cruel, so miserable, so inhumane!"
In his heart, Sirte rebuked the cruelty of the seemingly aristocratic man in front of him, but a stiff and flattering smile appeared on his face involuntarily.
"I don't know what your orders are, sir. Sirte is at your service at any time." Sirte looked like a bitch, but the key point was that he looked very serious.
What?
Are you determined to die rather than surrender?
non-existent g.
For these sea hunters, as long as they can survive, nothing else matters, even betraying the guild is not impossible.
Pasfil seemed to be shocked by Sirte's shameless appearance.
But soon, he calmly accepted Sirte's flattery.
As the young master of the Daoli family, it can be said that he has been exposed to flattery like this since childhood, but there is no one as shameless as Sirte.
"Do you know the Wichi language?" Pasfil didn't waste any time and went directly to the topic.
"That's right, Sir, I'm not bragging. In the entire 'Seaweed Blade' guild, I dare to speak the Vicky language first, and no one dares to speak second. ▲≥八▲≥八▲≥Read▲
≥Book,√≧o" Sirte patted his chest and said confidently.
Ur: "······"
Are you sure you're not counting down?
Pasfil was eager to find the "blue water" and didn't care about the problems in Sirte's words at all. He said directly: "Okay, then you will be my translator and help me translate the language of the Vicki tribe."
"What? This..." Hearing Pasfil's words, Sirte's face suddenly changed, and he glanced with some fear at the dozen or so Vicki tribesmen who were beating Bubta in great excitement.
I started to hesitate.
"So, what's the problem?"
"Hehehe... Sir, actually there is no problem with the translation, but I hope you can protect my safety." Sirte smiled flatteringly, but was also very panicked.
Pasfil was stunned for a moment before he could understand the meaning of Sirte's words.
suddenly!
One of the dozen or so Vicki tribesmen who surrounded Bubuta suddenly glanced at Sirte.
Suddenly, he heard an angry shout, and the other ten people also discovered the existence of Sirte. Then the eyes of these Vicky tribesmen instantly turned redder. The anger was even stronger than when they saw Bubta.
, one after another began to push towards Sirte.
When Sirte saw this, he broke out in a cold sweat.
However, he still stood there and did not move, because he knew very well that it would make no difference whether he moved or not, because here, whether he could survive did not depend on these Vicki tribesmen, but on the noble man in front of him.
Seeing more than a dozen Vicki tribesmen approaching Sirte, the beads of sweat on Sirter's forehead became more and more dense.
Just then.
Pasfil finally spoke.
"stop!"
Although Pasfil doesn't like these guys from the "Seaweed Blade", right now Sirte is the only one who is proficient in the language of the Vichy tribe. Unlike Bubta, he can't let anything happen to Sirte, at least not now.
.
However.
Although Pasfil had stretched out his hand to stop them, these dozen or so Vicky tribesmen, perhaps because of language barriers, racial hatred, or other reasons, did not listen to Pasfil's words at all.
Still approaching Sirte, he was about to take action.
At this time, Pasfil's face finally showed an angry look.
For the sake of the "blue water", he can give these Vicky people "willfulness" to a certain extent, but this is not the reason for these people to act recklessly.
Say something unpleasant.
Right now, there is no difference between these Vicky clan members and the members of the "Seaweed Blade". They are just prisoners of Pasfil.
"I said, that's enough!" Pasfil shouted angrily.
When a dozen or so Vicki tribesmen heard Pasfil's voice, their movements paused slightly, and then they suddenly accelerated and shot towards Silt.
Although they didn't understand the language, they could roughly guess some of Pasfield's meaning through his tone of voice. However, in the face of this hatred, they chose to ignore it.
The consequence of this was Jengesen's action.
"Bang!"
Facing ordinary low-level magicians, they could still jump a little, but facing Jangesen, these Vicky tribesmen had no resistance at all. As soon as Jangeson's figure flashed, one of the Vicky tribesmen was directly kicked down by him.
On the ground.
Seeing this, the remaining members of the Vicki clan immediately roared and rushed towards him.
Ten seconds later!
All these Vicki tribesmen were thrown to the ground.
Their eyes were full of violence and hatred, and they looked at Pasfil angrily, and kept uttering curse words that Pasfil could not understand.
"Ask them if they know where the "Blue Water" is?"
Pasfil's face looked ugly, but for the sake of "blue water", he put down his anger temporarily and let Sirte start translating towards these Vicky tribesmen.
"Ruji!!￥" Stewart began to translate along with Pasfield's words.
After hearing Sirte's translation, the expressions of these Vicky people visibly froze for a moment, and then they responded "angry" to Pasfil: "Ruji￥~..."
"Sir, they said they have never heard of "Blue Water", and they advise you to put them back as soon as possible, otherwise the great elder of their tribe will definitely come here to seek revenge on you." Sirte translated in real time.
Hear the words!
Pasfil's face suddenly turned even more livid. Facing such uncivilized humans, as a noble, he really had no way to deal with him for a while.
Just when Pasfil was in a dilemma, suddenly, a sword flash suddenly flashed in front of everyone's eyes.
Next second!
Blood splattered.
Everyone watched helplessly as a Vicki tribesman fell to the ground with a face full of disbelief. Blood flowed from his neck, soaking the blanket on the ground and losing all life.
This scene immediately caused the pupils of everyone present to shrink.
Even the Vicki tribesmen were stunned for a moment, and then a group of people started to curse at Ur with great anger.
Ur's face was expressionless, and he just waved the long knife in his hand lightly. With a flash of cold light, another Vicki tribesman fell into a pool of blood.
In an instant.
Everyone was quiet.
Seeing this, Ur finally sheathed the sword with an indifferent expression, and then slowly said to Sirte: "Help me translate for them. Next, I won't be able to hear "Blue Water" for one minute."
If they hear the news, one person will die here. If they don't hear it for two minutes, two people will die, until everyone is dead."