章 7: 7-Tyrosh merchant
Marshall and his group ran toward one of the ships that looked most ready to leave.
The ship was ordinary but the crew was not, they wore colorful clothes as well as colorful hair and beards.
A fat man who looked like the captain wore a purple outfit, his upcombed hair was orange, and his frighteningly well-groomed mustache was all gold.
"kill kill these idiots hahahaha" the fat man shouted as he took out an ax and participated in the fight
Marshall arrived behind the Lannister men and mercilessly drew his sword
"AHHHHHHH" a soldier shouted as he felt a deep cut on his body
Marshall advanced on another and continued to kill
Finally, everyone near the ship noticed the black-armored freak killing non-stop.
The colorful fat man looked and his eyes shone with love as he looked at Marshall's black armor.
'it's so beautiful, its color, its weight is light but it still seems to hold up well...incredible' the fat man thought
"HAHAHAHA KILL THE THIEF DOGS" The fat man ordered his crew
His crew defended the front, preventing the Lannisters from reaching the ship, while Marshall massacred them in the back.
Marshall became a black demon, his agility and ferocity was much better than ordinary soldiers, with his strength and sword he could kill with one blow.
"Shit, everyone turn around and cover the rear!" a commander of the 40 soldiers tried to shout
However, the situation in the port was chaotic and the sounds of battles and screams were very loud.
The fat merchant and his troops, along with Marshall's help, soon began to massacre
"AHHHHHH" the last of the Lannister soldiers fell to the ground with his neck slit
Marshall did not let his guard down and looked at the merchant's soldiers and was about to kill to take the ship
"My friend, that's enough, you and I want the same thing, come as my guest!" the fat man smiled
The fat man then saw the woman and two children behind him and seemed to understand something.
He's an old merchant from Tyrosh, he's seen thousands of warriors but he's never seen anyone with Marshall's fighting style.
"You take us to Dorne" Marshall
"Dorne? Well I didn't sell my things in this city that smells like shit....selling in Dorne seems good" The fat man smiled
Marshall still didn't trust him, but at that moment, more than 70 soldiers began to advance on him
"They're over there" Amory shouted
Although Elia was dirty, Amory easily deduced the identity, a small woman with two children
Marshall saw this and quickly decided
"go in now" Marshall
The fat merchant knew he had to go, so he started placing orders
"set sail now!! let's leave this shitty city"
Marshall accompanied Elia and the children to the ship, but kept the sword.
"STOP THIS FUCKING SHIP, YOU BASTARDS!!!" Amory screamed.
The fat man hated being insulted, so he looked at a crew member and said
"use fire!!" Fat
some crew members soon threw oil on the pier, the ship was already separated by a few centimeters
The crew member, laughing, lit a stick with fire
"Let's see who's a bastard now" the fat man
"screw this!!!" Amory quickly stopped advancing and fled, ignoring even his men.
*explosion*
the fire took over the wood and burned, the crew member who set the fire started to catch fire too
The fat man seeing this pushed the idiot into the sea
"quick idiots, throw him a rope" after he said that, he turned to Marshall
"I'm Buukar Saeron, a merchant from Tyrosh, you fight very well, what's your name" Buukar
In addition to Buukar, Elia and Rhaenys also looked at Marshall, she didn't know his name.
"....Marshall"
"Marshall... curious name,... there are a few days left in Dorne, how about we have a pear drink" Buukar
Buukar's eyes didn't leave Marshall's black armor, even all the dirt and blood didn't take away its beauty
'What the hell is that look? Could this fat guy be gay? Well... his clothes are pink... what a disgrace' Marshall thought
— 次の章はもうすぐ掲載する — レビューを書く
週次パワーステータス
-- 推薦
ランキング 
-- 推薦
チケット