American Comprehensive Detective: Start with a black gun

Chapter 148 Chapter 148 Absolutely Cannot Be Like This

On the square, Ron was holding a long sword and a guard was practicing sword back and forth.

He is really serious about practicing swordsmanship, abandoning his superhuman reaction, speed, strength, etc., and simply learning swordsmanship with the attitude of an ordinary person.

Ron and the guard held wooden swords on both sides, and he was particularly clumsy, a complete novice in swordsmanship.

The reason why he wants to learn swordsmanship is that he has too many skills and does not overwhelm him.

Besides, as a pirate, he doesn't know how to use exquisite swordsmanship, so he can't justify it.

So he planned to work hard for a period of time, first refining his swordsmanship skills, and then adding points crazily, until he reached the full level.

It's as simple as that.

Under the scorching sun, Elizabeth felt very stuffy, and her breathing couldn't help but a little short of breath.

But because the corset was too tight, it was difficult for her to breathe, which caused her a little lack of oxygen and her head was dizzy.

Seeing Elizabeth approaching, Ron and the guards paused to continue practicing.

The guard saluted and then turned and left, so Ron was the only one left in the huge square.

Ron was wearing a linen shirt, his back was wet a lot, his lower body was also linen pants, and he was wearing black cowhide boots.

When Ron walked towards Elizabeth, a drop of crystal sweat dripped from the tip of his nose.

Ron's skin is fine, with blue eyes, the bright sun shines on his handsome cheeks.

Elizabeth actually felt that the person in front of her was so handsome that it was a bit dazzling.

"Miss Elizabeth, hello!"

Ron nodded to Elizabeth and held out his right hand.

Elizabeth was taken aback for a moment, and then remembered that her father had introduced him to this as a etiquette for meeting the prince of Singapore, so she reached out and shook hands with Ron.

"Hello, Mr. Ron!"

Ron's palms were slightly moist.

After letting go, Ron reached out and touched Elizabeth's snow-white chest.

Elizabeth's complexion changed drastically, and she instinctively retreated to avoid Ron's salty pig hands.

"Don't move!" Ron said suddenly.

The voice was calm and unwavering, like an ordinary conversation, but it seemed that there was a magical force that made Elizabeth stop.

Elizabeth stared blankly as Ron reached out and grabbed the... necklace around her snow-white neck.

The necklace was lifted from her neckline, and Ron stared at the weird gold coin in a daze.

There is a skull on the gold coin, there are three circles in total, some patterns are engraved on it, and it shines dazzling golden light in the sun.

This is the cursed gold coin, the Aztec gold coin.

Aztec gold coins were a gift from the Aztecs to bribe the Spanish colonist Hernando Coste in order to avoid massacres.

Coster accepted the gift but broke his promise, greedily massacred the Aztecs.

So the gold coin was cursed, and anyone who took the gold coin would be punished forever.

This is just the tip of the iceberg of colonial crimes.

After Ron touched the gold coin, he did feel a faint breath of resentment.

This is the keen perception that can only be achieved when the soul control technique reaches level 5.

This thing should attract Barbossa's hordes of undead.

Of course, the group of Barbossa is not important, but the "Black Pearl".

As long as the Black Pearl arrives in the harbor, Captain Jack will come, because Captain Jack wants to take back his ship, the Black Pearl, with all his heart.

"Pirates of the Caribbean 1" revolves around the battle for this ship.

As long as the Black Pearl is in Port Royal, he can sit on the sidelines and get a mysterious compass from Captain Jack.

"However, you have to promise me that you can't use any witchcraft during the swordsmanship competition, and only compete with swordsmanship."

Ron pretended to be embarrassed, and stammered, "This... this!"

Elizabeth said aggressively, "You don't want to win an unfair victory through unfair means, do you?"

Ron chose to fall into the trap decisively, "Of course I won't!"

"Okay, then we'll make a deal."

"Okay!" Ron seemed a little disappointed.

……

morning.

Bread, breakfast milk, and pastries are placed on the long table.

Wetherby Swan couldn't help frowning looking at Elizabeth who was devouring.

"Perhaps you should be more ladylike, Elizabeth."

"I'm in a hurry."

"I heard that you have been practicing sword these days?"

"Yes!"

"Well, I'm not interested in interfering with your hobbies, but pay attention to your body."

"Don't worry, I will pay attention."

Elizabeth drank a bowl of breakfast milk, wiped her mouth, took the prepared steel sword from the maid and hurried out.

Wetherby Swan shook his head with a look of helplessness on his face.

Then he seemed to think of some good news, and his face was full of smiles again.

After Elizabeth walked out of the room, she asked Charlton, the captain of the guard at the door, "What has Mr. Ron been doing recently?"

"Oh, Your Royal Highness, you probably haven't gotten up yet." Charlton blurted out.

Elizabeth stared into Charlton's eyes suspiciously, "Why are you so sure?"

"His Royal Highness strictly abides by the schedule of 2257!"

"What do you mean?"

"Just practice sword five days a week."

"Practice sword 22 hours a day?"

"No, I only practice sword for 2 hours a day."

"Then why is it 2257, not 257?"

"The remaining 2 hours are time to prepare for sword practice."

"Uh... I'm relieved now!"

Elizabeth smiled confidently when she thought of her penance for the past few days.

"Okay, stop talking, I'm going to practice swords."

Charlton looked at Elizabeth's vigorous back holding a long sword, and shook his head helplessly.

He longed to call Elizabeth.

Otherwise, forget it!

In the past few days, Ron spent the only 2 hours practicing with himself, as the most famous sword master in Port Royal.

He can responsibly say that Ron's swordsmanship is superb, and he is far behind.

On the first day, they can still go back and forth.

The next day, he couldn't hold on to a few tricks anymore.

On the third day, he was instantly killed almost as soon as he drew his long sword.

On the fourth day, he no longer had the desire to draw his sword.

Ron is the most talented swordsman he has ever seen, bar none.

And Elizabeth's swordsmanship was taught by him.

The gap between him and Ron is so big, as for Elizabeth... it's better not to dampen the child's confidence.

the other side.

Ron rested his head on Grace's lap.

Grace's slender fingers just peeled a grape and put it in Ron's mouth.

Ron had a look of intoxicated enjoyment on his face.

The head rubbed softly against Grace's thigh.

What a pleasant morning!

Grace glanced at Ron reproachfully. Grace was so beautiful at this moment.

Hey, another beautiful and depraved day.

It can't be like this tomorrow.

It must not be like this!

Huh?It seems like I thought the same thing yesterday.

Huh?It seems that I thought the same way the day before yesterday.

Huh?like……

Ron shook his head, forget it before.

Tomorrow, tomorrow can never be like this again!

(End of this chapter)