Starting from the pirates, pushing the world

Chapter 127 The Tiny Roger Pirates!

As dusk came, the sky was already blurred, and the sunset glow piled up like a fire covered half of the sky.

It's not completely dark yet, but the moon that is handed over is already high above, overlooking everything.

Although the Chambords Islands used to be particularly lively, prosperous, and brightly lit, the scene today is several times worse. The five piers in the GR70 area where the hotel street is located have been completely occupied by various sailboats at this time, and most of them They are all luxurious ships flying the flags of the kings.

Seeing this, the later ships could only continue to spread towards the two sides of the island, and parked the ships on the edge of other areas, but even so, it was still difficult to find an open space.

At this moment, people in this world finally realized what it means to be blocked, what it means to have a boat flow like weaving, and what it means to be stuck in a boat.

A large number of ships almost surrounded the entire Chambord Islands.

At the same time, every street and shop on the island is filled with dark crowds every day, and everyone enjoys this dreamy land full of bubbles.

Fortunately, the area from GR1 to GR29, which was thoroughly investigated by the navy led by Dorag, has now become a normal commercial and living area, greatly increasing the space for tourists on the island.

In the past, people would not have dared to step into these extremely dangerous areas without authorization.

At this time, a patrolling navy and sea king army, as well as a self-propelled large surveillance phone bug passing by from time to time, gave the people an inexplicable sense of security all the time.

District GR33.

"Don't squeeze! Don't squeeze!"

"Again, only those who are invited can enter the 'Soap Bubble Dome' tonight, and everyone else please go to the squares of the major districts to watch the performance at nine o'clock in the evening—!"

More than a dozen government workers in black suits held trumpets and shouted hoarsely towards the large crowd.

In front of them is the bridge connecting the areas. The navy has already set up heavy checkpoints to block the entrance, and from time to time, they will let in the escorted invitees.

Among the invited people were the kings who participated in this year's World Conference, and nobles who came here specially from nearby islands, but most of them were the local residents of the Chambord Islands, as well as the murlocs and mermaids from the Fishman Island.

tonight.

There are three main purposes of the 'Large Gala on Liberation Day' organized by the Propaganda Department and broadcast live to the world.

One is to let the people of all countries celebrate the complete prohibition of the slave trade, and the other is to use this opportunity to let the local people of the Chambord Islands and the murlocs of the Murloc Island have fun at close range, and completely close the relationship between the two parties.

These days, the former has basically gotten used to the existence of the Neptune Army, and is no stranger to the murlocs, but after all, one is an army and the other is a civilian, so it is difficult to have the opportunity to communicate with each other.

third.
It is 10:[-] pm on September [-], [-] in the Haiyuan calendar.

People who are holding their own celebration parties in various sea areas and islands have already turned on the video phone bug and waited for the party to start.

While having a party, watch the party, eat meat and drink, and enjoy singing and dancing!
There is an interesting phenomenon. After the recent world live broadcasts, everyone has become accustomed to live broadcasts.

In this world where there are no TV stations at all and no film and television programs, the world live broadcasts these few times have brought great joy to the people of the world.

People began to look forward to when the next World Government's public live broadcast will come.

This is the same for Im sitting on a recliner in Pongle Castle!
In the social square, the projection of the video phone bug has been projected in the middle of the stadium, but because the party has not started, there is nothing on the stage, only the huge audience can be seen.

"Isn't Mihawk coming yet? It's almost nine o'clock." Gion stood there, staring in the direction of the castle gate and asked anxiously.

Stucey stood prettyly behind Im, and said with a smile, "It must be a swordsmanship match with that Regal Shanks, maybe I forgot the time."

"Hmph, you only spar with me for an hour every day, and spend the rest of the time with that Shanks, it's really too much!" Gion said angrily.

But she was curious, besides Mihawk, is there really a Celestial Dragon with superb swordsmanship?

Im on the side heard Gion's words. Although he remained indifferent on the surface, he complained in his heart: "He still has a sweaty exercise with me before going to bed at night. You just woke up in the morning when Mihawk Afterwards, it’s just a warm-up.”

Suddenly, Gion's eyes lit up.

"Hey, it's here!"

Im didn't turn his head, but just glanced lightly, and sure enough, he saw Mihawk who was carrying 'Black Knife Night' coming coolly, but behind him was a little tail looking left and right. It made him stare.

"How did he bring Shanks here?"

That's right, that 'Little Tail' is the former intern on the ship of Roger Pirates, only 15 years old, Shanks wearing a straw hat, at this time he is only as young as Miho G's shoulder position.

Soon, Mihawk walked up to him, then looked down at Im, and said respectfully: "My lord, he is the only one in Shanks' family, and he doesn't want to go to other Regal's manors, so I will Invite him over as a friend."

What is this, my son brought his classmates to play at home?

Im couldn't laugh or cry in his heart. He stared at Shanks' eyes with calm eyes. The latter subconsciously avoided his sight after only holding on for two seconds, and his body became tense.

But he still took off the straw hat on his head, bowed politely and said: "Then, that, you are the godfather that Mihawk often mentions, right? My name is Shanks, sorry to bother you."

"Ah."

Im glanced at the straw hat in his hand meaningfully, and ordered to the maid not far away: "Bring another chair."

"Yes, my lord." The maid obeyed obediently.

"call--"

Seeing this, Mihawk's nervousness was relieved, despite his cool face on the surface, but he was really not sure whether Im would accept Shanks.

The reason why he values ​​Shanks is because Shanks is a rare Celestial Dragon who can chat with him and is also good in strength.

"Thank you."

After thanking him, Shanks' butt just touched the chair when he heard the lord Joracle whisper.

"Your experience is very dramatic. You must have seen many things with the Roger Pirates. This is indeed a precious wealth in life. But since you know your identity, you should clarify your position. The past is hidden in your heart. Just remember, but don't let it affect the present and future judgment."

Everyone present knew Shanks' background, and naturally understood the meaning of Im's words. Shanks lowered his eyes, pursed his lips, and listened silently while holding his thighs tightly.

"Nursing kindness is greater than living kindness, yes, but you have to understand that the reason why you were adopted by Roger was not because your parents abandoned you, but because your parents died at the hands of the pirate Lockes."

"The pirate killed your parents, and the pirate raised you. From this point of view, it can be said that you and the pirate owe nothing to each other, but you still owe the Tianlong people a debt of gratitude."

"Accept the fact that you are a Celestial Dragon and live a good life. One day you will be proud of this identity and realize how small the so-called Roger Pirates are."

(End of this chapter)