Chapter 281: Carlos, Who Lives to Die!

"Let me see, who has returned!"

"Haha, isn't this the pirate commoner who just said he would take revenge on my lord?"

As expected, as soon as Carlos managed to climb ashore, he was immediately met with a round of mockery.

Knight Mi Gen and several other knights joined in, trading barbs and jeering.

Carlos glanced at the subordinates beside him.

Of the two hundred-plus who had originally fled onto the small boat, only two remained now.

These two, like himself, had used their battle qi to break free from the fish-men's dragging.

"Well, pirate commoner, do you still intend to trap me on this island and then go plunder my territory?" Gervas sneered coldly.

"Damn noble, I'll fight you to the death!"

This time, Carlos was truly prepared to fight to the death, after all, there was nowhere left to flee.

However, considering his strength, which was on the verge of breaking through to become a Silver Knight... that is, the peak of Bronze, plus two Title Knights among his subordinates, there might just be a sliver of a chance for survival.

With their shouts, the three charged together toward Gervas and his group.

"My lord, shall we leave them to us?"

Watching them charge, Mick and the others felt this was a good opportunity and immediately stepped forward to volunteer.

"Very well!"

"Thank you, my lord!"

Mick and the others immediately showed excitement and delight.

Finally, they had found an opportunity to show their loyalty.

Their reaction, however, left Carlos and the others on the opposite side both shocked and furious.

Since when was being allowed to participate in a battle something to be joyful about?

Moreover, wasn't this treating the three of them far too lightly?

"Hey, come on! You damned pirates, daring to offend the great my lord Gervas, let us deal with you severely!"

"Old comrades, kill!"

"Kill!"

Of course, completely disregarding what Carlos and the others were thinking, Mick roared and, leading Mike and the other four, rushed toward them.

When the two sides were within arm's reach, the glow of battle qi suddenly erupted.

Originally, Carlos had some confidence that he could cut down these few who didn't look very powerful.

But who would have known that this fellow, wearing a linen tunic and tattered leather armor, was actually a Silver Knight.

With a clang, Carlos's wrist was numbed by the impact.

"You are actually a Silver Knight?"

"That's right. Although I, this Silver Knight, cannot compare to a true Silver Knight, dealing with a Bronze Knight like you is more than enough!"

"Come on! Let you suffer punishment for the crime of offending my lord Gervas!" Mick sneered, his battle qi circulating once more as he continuously slashed with the long sword in his hand.

"Madman! You, a Silver Knight, could clearly live a decent life, yet you live in such destitution. Destitution aside, you are still fighting to the death for him; you are simply a madman!"

Unaware of the true situation, Carlos could only feel that the world had gone mad.

First, the fish-men attacked only his group, ignoring the nobles and the others.

Now, a Silver Knight dressed like a beggar, worse off than his own subordinates, yet filled with fighting spirit.

Pfft!

While Carlos was lost in his confused thoughts, he finally could no longer withstand Mick's attacks, and his right arm was directly struck.

Ah!

Amidst the shrill scream, Carlos collapsed directly to the ground.

Of course, his two subordinates were no better off.

Each of them was besieged by two Title Knights gathered from Mick's group.

Thus, only a moment later, the two followed in Carlos's footsteps.

"My lord Gervas, these pirates who offended you have been captured; please dispose of them!"

Mick and the others were very sensible, immediately dragging the three dying men to the front.

"You have done very well!"

Among the three, the other two were already barely breathing, with only Carlos, who had lost an arm, still conscious.

"Noble, although you have killed me, do not be arrogant. You have already offended the One-Eyed Gang; our boss will surely seek revenge on you!"

"By then, you are doomed!"

Good heavens! Gervas exclaimed, "Good heavens!"

He was still being stubborn even as death approached!

A coldness flashed in his eyes as Gervas stepped forward, "Is that so? Are you threatening me? Do you know what happened to the last person who threatened me?"

Carlos, however, wore a look of utter contempt. "Hmph! Noble, I am merely stating facts! Haha, my three warships already know what happened here. There are over a hundred crew members I left behind on board; they will bring everything that happened here back to our One-Eyed Gang."

"By then, you are doomed! Haha..."

Crack!

"Uh...?"

Carlos, who had just been laughing triumphantly, immediately stopped, his head feeling dazed!

Crack crack crack!

"Still being stubborn even as death approaches, are you?"

Crack crack crack!

"You're threatening me, aren't you?"

Slap! Slap! Slap!

"You're here to avenge the One-Eyed Gang, aren't you?"

Slap! Slap! Slap!

"You like laughing so much, don't you?"

Slap! Slap! Slap!

"Laugh now, then!"

Slap! Slap! Slap!

"Keep laughing!"

Slap! Slap! Slap...

Amidst the relentless slaps, Carlos could no longer laugh.

He had thought that falling into the hands of nobles meant death was the worst fate.

But he never expected something even worse than death.

His entire head spun, his mouth and face had completely lost all sensation.

His vision had narrowed to just a slit.

"I... I was wrong. Spare... spare me! Noble... noble, grant me a quick death!"

Finally, Carlos could endure it no longer.

He felt this was more unbearable than torture, so he immediately begged for mercy.

He would rather be finished off with a single blade like his two subordinates, dying quickly.

Than be beaten to death by slaps like this.

Meanwhile, Mick and the others nearby stood stunned.

Was this really the benevolent noble Gervas they had known before?

This... this was too terrifying, wasn't it?

Just look at that man's head; who could possibly recognize his former appearance?

Even if his own mother came, she probably wouldn't recognize him.

Of course, none of them felt any pity for the pirates.

These pirates were no different from bandits; wherever they raided, families were destroyed and people lost their homes.

Worse still, women were often subjected to rape.

Gervas finally stopped.

It was not out of mercy, but to let the man see the sea beyond.

So he wouldn't die too peacefully.

"Now you can take a look at the backup plan you left behind!"

Gervas turned Carlos to face the ocean.

In the next moment, Carlos witnessed a sight that would leave him unable to close his eyes in death.

He saw that the three warships he had pinned his hopes on for escape had not even raised their sails to set sail.

Because the anchors of all three warships had failed to be raised properly; thick ropes dragged them, still tethered to the seabed.

This was equivalent to the anchors remaining firmly fixed to the ocean floor.

And at this moment, not only were noble guards in small boats heading toward the three warships, but three large ships had also arrived from the open sea, closing in to surround his vessels.

"Do you see clearly now?"

Hah! Hah! Hah!

Carlos tried to say something, but his mouth was numb.

Several teeth and blood foam were lodged in his throat, forcing him to make only the wheezing sound of a broken bellows.

Gervas, however, laughed. "It seems you see clearly now. So, you are about to die with your eyes open; that makes me satisfied!"

"The innocent people you and your kind killed should be satisfied too!"

Afterwards, Gervas directly tossed Carlos back to Mick, giving him a look.

Mick understood instantly and immediately dragged Carlos aside.

Pfft!

A long sword pierced Carlos's heart, rapidly devouring his life force.

With a thud, Carlos fell onto the soft sand, gazing at the crimson sky beneath the setting sun.

This reminded him of a raid on that evening in his youth; it was the beginning of his blood-soaked sins.

"Ugh..."

Finally, Carlos's head tilted to the side, and he died unwillingly, not even managing to close his eyes.

Carlos, deceased!