Pirates: I Resurrected Roger

Chapter 210:

Charming night.

Get addicted to it.

The starry sky is as bright as a river.

The figure of the golden lion drags a long shadow in the starlight.

All the way, he was silent and did not speak.

Whitebeard quietly followed behind him without saying a word.

At a certain moment, the golden lion suddenly stopped.

He raised his head slightly and looked at the distant sky with a dazed expression.

Whitebeard subconsciously followed the direction of his gaze, and at that position, far away, there was a black flag with a sharp sword pierced through the skeleton, fluttering in the wind in the sky.

——The Righteous Black Flag of the New Navy.

Whitebeard paused and asked in a deep voice, "Old bastard, if I remember correctly, back then, you hated dragging oil bottles, right?"

He clearly remembered that the Flying Sky Pirates that roamed the New World back then were all wicked gangsters.

Each and everyone is a pirate who licks blood with a knife, and regards human life as a must, and there are no interns at all.

It's even more impossible for a tow oil bottle like the one just now... that he is only eight years old.

Because the flying admiral Golden Lion doesn't like children.

He believes that the existence of the oil bottle will only weaken the combat effectiveness of the Pirates.

The golden lion stands like a statue on the street.

The street lights on both sides of the street add radiance and radiance to each other, and the dim yellow light seems to be: illuminating the way home for those returning home.

"Yeah, I really hate drag bottles."

"Especially a kid like that, it's useless at all, it'll only cause you trouble."

The voice of the golden lion slowly came out in the wind, revealing inexplicable bleakness and melancholy.

Not far away, several figures of children were playing and running under the street lights, and there were bursts of loud laughter.

"If it were the old me, I would probably throw him out of the gate of the conscription department without hesitation."

The golden lion suddenly laughed and scolded, "What a hopelessly stupid kid."

Whitebeard clenched his fists slowly.

Because he saw impressively that the golden lion's side face, the pair of eyes that were covered with the baptism of war and the vicissitudes of the years, turned out to be a little wet.

Is it an illusion? That... Admiral Feitian, who was clamoring for the destruction of the Navy Headquarters, actually cried and opened his eyes diligently with Whitebeard, but the fact made him even more speechless.

"You are guilty"

The long white beard let out a sullen breath and said solemnly.

The golden lion grinned hard, "Yeah,"

"I think it's weird too"

"I'm obviously a murderous bastard."

"But when I met that kid's calm eyes, I hesitated."

"Five certificates,"

"Four words,"

"Pirate Raid,"

"It's that simple reason, so that he was only eight years old.

The kid ran to the recruiting department."

The wind stopped slowly.

"Newgate, you say, have I been a failure in my life?"

The golden lion suddenly asked such a question.

Whitebeard was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said: "Liu Feng told me that whether a person's life is successful or not has nothing to do with the evaluation of the outside world."

Jin Shishi said: "Then, I really failed in life."

"Pirate Raid"

"It turns out that, before I knew it, over the years, perhaps, it was because of me that one tragedy after another was created."

"Jie ha ha ha!!"

"Flying Admiral Golden Lion Shiki!! How majestic!!"

He laughed so mockingly that he burst into tears.

Whitebeard stared blankly at the golden lion in front of him, and reached out his hand to pat his shoulder.

But that hand can't be beaten.

"Brother"

The golden lion looked at the crowd of playful children not far away with reddish eyes, and said softly: "We have gone the wrong way in this life."

"A pirate's dream is nothing but success based on other people's tragedies."

"Now I look at those kids, and I really want to help them."

With shaking hands, he took out a cigar from his bosom, lit it, and took a deep breath.

Smoke filled his face, indistinct.

"We have suffered a loss, and we can't let this group of children eat it."

"It's obviously a stone. If you fall, you'll break your head and bleed."

"We've got to go over there, move the stones out of the way, and let them go over there."

"Instead of fooling them"

"Little devil, let's go to sea, this stuff is good, pirates are free, you can do it, no problem"

"In the end, they fell all covered in blood, and our hearts are uneasy."

Whitebeard listened quietly, and suddenly said, "But what if they don't listen?"

The golden lion let out a breath of smoke and said, "How they go in the future is their own business."

"But now, having seen it,"

"We can help if we can"

"This sea doesn't get better because of ten 10-flying admirals, Golden Lion Shiki: Better."

"But as long as there is a black wrist ze method, it can change a lot."

"You came to me, that's what you want to ask."

The golden lion turned around, looked straight at the white beard, and laughed wantonly.

"I don't believe in justice."

"But I trust Zefa."

Whitebeard was shocked.

The golden lion believes in Zefa, and Zefa believes in Liu Feng.

455 Roger and his women. [4 more for full order]

at the same time.

South China Sea.

Baterila Island.

Sunset, sunset, warm wind, gently turning windmill.

This is a peaceful and peaceful village.

In the distance of the village are rolling hills.

On the highest hillside, stood a simple tomb.

It's more like a mound than a tomb.

But in front of the mound, there was a cross.

In front of the tomb, a desolate figure with a wide hood sat quietly, motionless.

From the dust on his body and the marks on the ground, it can be seen that he has been sitting here for a long, long time.

There are villagers who are farming in the distance. They sometimes raise their heads and look at the figure in front of the tomb. Their eyes are full of curiosity, but they are not surprised.

This weirdo has been in the village for many days.

At first, the villagers thought he was a pirate who came to loot, and ran away in panic.

But later, they discovered that this strange man didn't even look at them, just like a statue, sitting quietly in front of the mound in a daze.

He didn't speak, drink, or eat, and the wide hood covered his face, making it impossible to see his features.

At first, some people would be curious, but why do they have so much leisure to pay attention to a foreigner? There is a lot of work in the farmland, and autumn is coming soon.

The rice is about to be harvested, this year is really a good year for the harvest. As for that weirdo, as long as he is not a pirate.

No one cares what he does.

At sunset, the ploughing commoners shouted and brought their tools home.

The hot setting sun tanned their naked upper body with mottled marks, and the heat wave was scorching sweat, but the smiles on their faces covered their tiredness and old age.

Although news of war often comes from the great waterway, in a small and impoverished place like the South China Sea, it has ushered in a rare peace.

The smoke from the cooking rose in every household, and the color gradually faded in the evening.

A cold moon rose into the sky.

The laughter of the villagers, the playful sounds of children, and the shouts of adults came from afar.

"It's a good place, Lu Jiu, you say so"

In front of the dilapidated mound, the figure that seemed to be frozen in time finally moved, and he slowly raised his head, revealing a face covered with wind and frost under his hood.

He had a black beard and a very soft smile on his face with clear water chestnuts.

Roger.

He looked at the mound in front of him gently and quietly, as if it was not a cold tomb at all, but a living person.

No surprise, no response.

But Roger didn't take it seriously, he just continued to talk to himself.

Just like in the past days.

"I still remember the days when I lived here with you,"

"It was the happiest time of my life."

"do you know"

"Our son, Ace, has grown up."

"He became: strong."

"He has a younger brother named Luffy."