9th Class Sword Master: The Guardian of the Sword Chapter 202

Episode 202

Episode 76. The world is wide and there are many strong people (1)

Porapora Island.

The world’s most representative unexplored land.

Yuma tried to retrace his memory, but couldn’t recall anything but that much.

As far as additional descriptions go, there are a lot of fruit trees on the island, and there is a lot of fish in the nearby sea?

Porapora Island was a place that was not well known to the public. Since it was about the size of Kyle’s imperial library, there was a record of his experiences on Pora Pora Island, but it was usually difficult to know that such an island existed.

Ballinan was also a person well versed in the Orient, so he knew the name of Pora Pora. He also only knew the name, but had never been there.

The natives are extremely reluctant to outsiders, and there are no particularly valuable resources inside the island, and it is in a position that is of no use militarily, so it could have remained unexplored.

“How should I get a boat to Porapora Island?”

said Ballinan.

The party was driving horses toward the dock. The plan was to use a dock that was a bit far from the one we used when we first came to Hajim.

“There are ways.”

Finding a boat wasn’t a problem for Yuma, as it might be for other people.

This is because you can encounter stowaways in any port in the world.

Dealing with stowaways is another specialty of Yuma.

“Ugh, when you get on a boat, you have to eat only fish again. Yuma-hyung, let’s buy something to eat.”

The party arrived at the port at the end of the afternoon. The three went straight into the restaurant and ordered food.

The restaurant was chosen as the oldest looking one in the port. It was to get information.

Thanks to bringing a bag of gold coins, the party was able to enjoy a rich meal. Even when Kog was eating, he did not take his starfire crossbow off his body.

“Wouldn’t it be better to put the cog down and eat?”

“I can’t lose the artifact that Yuma-sama gave me again.”

“No, it’s okay…

“I feel comfortable with this too.”

The loss of the armor and meteorite shield made of Orichalcon was the cog that still remained in his heart.

Cog seemed to treat the starfire crossbow he had luckily retrieved as if it were a shrine.

“Um, yes.”

When the meal was over, Yuma called the owner and asked if there was anyone running a smuggling ship to Kantra.

“A stowaway ship to Cantra? Are you going to Kantra?”

“It is.”

“There is, but… he is not very well-known among stowaways, so it would be better to go to another port and find him.”

“Ah, that part is fine, so just let me know. Where can I meet you?”

The owner was worried about Yuma, so he stopped him for a while, but eventually gave him the location.

And Yuma went straight to the tavern that the stowaways used as a beggar.

The stowaway was sitting arrogantly in a chair sharpening a piece of wood with a dagger.

Yuma was so full of bravado that he couldn’t even speak.

“What is it? Do you want to go to Cantra? take out the money Let’s see if you deserve to go to Kantra.”

Sure enough, as soon as he saw Yuma, the stowaway boss clicked his tongue and demanded money that didn’t sound like words.

It is true that the price of a stowaway ship to Cantra was high, but the price the stowaways charged was too exorbitant.

In addition, he even used the bizarre logic of saying, “If you are going to return without boarding the boat, pay the consultation fee and go.”

And Yuma acted as always.

One of the secrets obtained by beating stowaways and other bastards. Talk with your fists.

After Yuma moved his body a few times, the inside of the bar rattled for a moment, and within three minutes the situation was over.

“Not Kantra, but Porapora Island.

Ready to leave in less than an hour.”

And Yuma’s line, always after defeating the stowaways.

“Every meal is fresh sea fish.”

It was no different that Yuma had to find a stowaway ship bound for Cantra when he was on his way to Porapora Island.

It was because it would take four days and a large boat was needed to prepare for an attack by the island’s natives.

Since Cantra was located in the deepest part of the East, only medium-sized or larger fishing boats could be used to get there.

Since the technology to operate ships must have been developed that much, he deliberately found a smuggling ship bound for Cantra.

“What do you think about when you beat people like that?”

Ballinan asked with her eyes shining.

“I don’t think.”

I knew it.

The voyage was very pleasant. The boss’s ship was a stowaway ship and even had a spirit navigation device. Of course, the machine was cheap and the user was a low-level spirit.

Still, it was a fresh experience to see the spirit navigator. It was something that could not be seen in the West.

For over an hour, Ballinan explained to Yuma how great the Spirit Navigator was.

“The one who first created a device that borrowed the power of the spirits was the great spirits ‘Miroeun’. Mi Roon is about the size of the Grand Wizard Rizol in the western world…

“I’ve heard of Mi Roon’s name before. Was he, like you, a contractor of the Spirit King?”

“No, Miroon’s son was a contractor of the Spirit King.”

“That bully seems to really like someone’s son.”

When I think of Igmeseus, for some reason, Yuma feels insignificant.

It was probably because Yig’s actions were as light as a feather, which didn’t go well with the grandiose name of King of Spirits, but that wasn’t the only reason.

‘Amanjo and the spirit king are all transcendental beings, but they strangely feel insignificant…

Damn mother nature hasn’t bothered Yuma since they arrived in the east.

For three days on the way to Porapora Island, Yuma was able to replenish his stamina by eating fresh sea fish every meal.

‘I’m getting bored of beating up stowaways now. It would be fun to have at least one stronger person among the bastards I’ve fallen in love with.’

Yuma thought so and chewed on the apple he had brought before boarding.

He hopes that somewhere in the world there will be a junk boat that will not fall apart even if he sticks with him.

The smuggling boss saw that Yuma, who looked like a handsome young man on the outside, was an unbelievable soldier.

The world is wide and there are so many strong people.

I guess I should stop making money as a smuggling and return to my hometown.

“That great man. May I come in?”

On the third day of the voyage, the boss, a stowaway, visited Yuma’s cabin.

Yuma was studying the dark magic dispelling ceremony with Ballinan in the cabin.

“okay.”

“Now, if you go one more day, you will come to Pora Pora Island…

Although the owner of the ship, the boss could do nothing except cringe in front of Yuma.

“however?”

“To be honest, going all the way to Porapora Island is too dangerous… so I’m here to ask for your opinion.”

“Dangerous? What is dangerous?”

This was what Ballinan had been saying to Yuma the whole time. This ship is big and nice, but going all the way to the inside of Porapora Island would be unreasonable.

Ballinan explained to Yuma that although he had only heard of it, the natives were extremely reluctant to outsiders, and that it was a reflection of the random attacks on boats that came by.

“I am a human who has been on the sea for over ten years, so I know how ferocious the natives of Porapora Island are, but usually I don’t. Driving a boat to the mainland of the island is suicidal.”

“Aboriginal people who have not received any benefit from civilization at most, are you saying that they are so dangerous?”

“Aigoo Daein. That’s what you’re saying because you don’t know. They are considered demons among sailors who might know them, so they are all demons.”

In Yuma’s head, the natives of Porapora were, at best, images of throwing spears or stone axes with blades of grass barely covering their lower legs.

No matter how I threw a spear or a stone axe, this big ship would never capsize. Unless the grandmaster throws it.

“Is that why you can’t go in?”

“Adult. I can go in…

but I’m a little scared. Before I started smuggling, I was a fisherman, and among my fellow fishermen, there was a friend who went fishing near this island in a large boat and never returned.”

The boss was really mustering up the courage to say that to Yuma.

Yuma nodded as if he understood.

There was no problem in beating the stowaways and getting them into the boat, but pushing them in fear of death was a scratch on their conscience.

Even though they are smugglers and backstreet junkies who live illegally, don’t they have the right to live their lives?

“i get it. When you start to see the island, drop off a pet tree or something.”

“Thank you for your understanding!”

Yuma took a sack of gold coins from Cogg’s bag and gave him half of it. I was beaten out of nowhere and drove well to here, so it was a cost of effort.

Half of the gold coins in the sack was more than the outrageous amount the first stowaway had asked for. The stowaway stared at the gold coins with his eyes wide open.

“Don’t eat alone, share with your subordinates. Beat things like smugglers. Among the junkies I know, there is one who met me three times while doing piracy and slave trade.”

“Thank you! Thank you Daein!”

At dawn, I saw the island of Porapora in the distance. At first glance, it was just an ordinary island.

“Instead of Petmok, I will provide an emergency boat.”

The little emergency boat had been polished up all evening.

When the boss lowered the ship, Yuma lightly jumped down with the cog and the ballinan in both hands.

slam! Three people boarded the boat.

“Adult! I hope you are all right!”

“Good bye.”

In the morning the sea was dark.

The playing Yuma rowed alone. Cog didn’t have the skills or strength to row as much as Yuma, who was from a fishing village, and Ballinan had to use a spirit to speed up the boat.

“Yuma-sama, what should I do?”

said Cog, embarrassed to keep still.

“I am resting.”

“By the way, what about when we go back?”

“The natives must have a boat too. Riding it or stealing it…

“I think hyung is the coolest when he acts without backing like this! I will be too.”

“You are good enough. Just look at the fact that I summoned the spirit king last time.”

The fact that Igor was on Porapora Island meant that the natives also had means of navigation.

‘By the way, how is Igor alive when the natives of Porapora Island are so warlike to outsiders? Because he’s a native… Am I thinking of Igor as something to eat?’

It was a question I was curious about the whole time.

Aboriginal people wouldn’t even have proper magic handcuffs, so at most, tying Igor with a rope would have been the best.

There was no way Igor, the sword master, could not cut the rope, and perhaps he was seriously injured when he was swept away by the waves and lost his power?

Yuma was secretly worried about Igor as he approached the island. Yuma lamented that he was worried about that filthy playboy.

‘Still, I hope he’s safe and not hurt.’

Still, sometimes he laughs loudly and says, ‘Yuma-sama! Mr. Yuma!’ He was a guy who didn’t hate following himself. There were places where it could be used in matters related to Jailgyo.

I must have rowed for three or four hours.

Yuma had to pull out another Ascalon from the middle of the sea. Vali Nun hastily activated a protection artifact to shield himself and Cog.

“What crazy! Why are the natives who have no interest in advanced civilization wearing things like this!”

It was magic bombardment that was flying towards the small boat Yuma and the others were on.

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