Pirates: Make the Celestial Dragons Great Again!

In Solomeng's mansion, Hancock fidgeted a little in the outer courtyard, looking at the gate of the manor from time to time.

Sisters... Can it be saved? She didn't know.

If it was before, such thoughts would only exist in fantasy, after all, it was Draco, who could save people from Draco? But now... If it were him, it should be okay, right?

She didn't know and wasn't sure, but it was the first time in years that she had seen someone who could treat a Draco like that, and the consequences were only half a year, or locked up in this mansion that was larger than some small islands.

"It should be possible..."

she murmured, and she watched the bright sun in the sky gradually set in the west, but the person had not yet returned, and her heart lifted slightly.

Worried, suddenly she frowned slightly, her body subconsciously curled up and hid behind a large pillar made of white ivory, like a frightened bird sticking out her little head, vigilantly looking in the direction of the gate of the manor.

Vibration... Earthquakes?

Guessing in her heart, as if she had thought of something, she suddenly ran towards the gate with wide eyes, and the dust on her small face could not hide the joy between her eyebrows.

Leading a large group of people to the door of Solomon's mansion, Roy asked people to open the iron bar and just about to enter, when a strong wind rushed over.

Under the stress reaction, the armed color domineering covering, seeing the smell of the domineering unfolded, his right hand touched the three long knives on his waist, but the next second he raised his eyebrows slightly, disarmed the armed color domineering, pressed the thin shoulder of the figure in his arms, lowered his eyebrows and said quietly: "What are you doing?" Breaking

free from Roy's hands, Hancock rubbed his little head without caring about the pain, and looked behind Roy with his small face, and sure enough, just as she thought, it was full of people, and at a glance she even saw a few familiar figures.

Really, really succeeded?

It really worked!!

Seeing the emaciated body trembling uncontrollably, the only outstanding big eyes in the whole body condensed, two lines of tears slipped off the dust, and two marks flowed on that small face, the corners of Roy's mouth rose slightly, and he gave way to a position without a trace.

He doesn't know if a good person has a good reward, but doing good deeds is undoubtedly a thing that can make the heart happy.

Solomonge's mansion was very large, it accommodated thousands of people, and there was no shortage of supplies, and everything was placed in an orderly manner under the arrangement of the maid chief, eating, sleeping, and... Assignments.

Roy doesn't think he's a good person, at least not a saint Mother, so don't expect this kind of thing to eat and drink after rescuing people, and work still has to be done.

It can only be said that compared to Charrosna, he can provide enough food and a place to sleep for these people, at least without worrying about dying suddenly one day.

The main residence of the inner courtyard.

"Thank you..."

came a voice behind him, Roy wiped the oil from the corner of his mouth with a napkin, stood up and stretched his waist, "Raise your hand, and I'm not doing it specifically for you, so don't use it."

"Hmm..."

"His own thanks should be insignificant to him....

Feeling the alienation in his tone, Hancock bit his lower lip, not knowing how to answer for a while.

"I haven't seen it for half a year, there should be a lot to say, you don't have to follow today, even if you leave work early."

Walking to the door, looking at the little girl who seemed to be in a bad mood with her head down, Roy raised her eyebrows slightly.

Are you still unhappy when everyone is rescued?

After thinking about it, it was normal for him to feel as if he was unhappy, after all, even if he was reunited, he was still a slave, which was indeed not a happy thing.

"I said before that I would send you out of here when I had time, but the time is uncertain, but it should be in the near future, don't worry."

Can you become strong behind closed doors?

It's probably difficult, and what he has to do can't do without strength, so he does have the idea of going to the sea to see, to enjoy the scenery of this sea, to meet those strong people.

After that, he also ignored Han Cook and walked straight to the bathroom.

There are a lot of things happening today, and he has sweated a lot in order to subdue Muramasa, and he has to wash it.

Looking at his departing back, Hancock replied gently.

Want... Left?

It seems that he is indeed leaving, leaving this place where he has lived for three years and is as hot as purgatory.

No one in Draco knows her real name except him, and when she returns to her hometown, she will no longer have to worry about her own safety, she will no longer have to live so timidly, and she will never live again...

But why do things that should be happy and exciting, feel a little uncomfortable?

Her fists were clenched, and there was a slight pain in the palm of her hand, and she was puzzled.

She was worried about the safety of her sisters before, so she didn't have the heart to think about it, but now that her sisters are safe, this emotion has become strong in her heart.

Why?

Although she hated that kind of pitying gaze, she used to smile to herself, and she didn't dare to look up, but she could feel the kindness in it.

From the initial fear, to now occasionally slandering in the heart....

It was the only Draco who she wouldn't feel scared of.

And yet, now....

Walking with his head down, he walked down Manor Avenue.

This is not the same place as before, where she is cautious, she can hide when she sees anyone, here she doesn't have to worry about bumping into others, even the uncle who scares her will only think that she didn't see it, there is no need to worry about being bullied, so even if she doesn't look at the road, it's nothing.

"Sister, that Draco didn't bully you, did he?"

Back at his residence, Hancock had already adjusted his mood, shook his head with a smile and said softly: "No." Hearing

their sister say this, Sandasonia and Marigorod breathed a sigh of relief, with happy smiles on their faces, twittering about their worries in the past six months and what they had experienced in the Grutus house before.

It is nothing more than who disappeared again, which big sister committed suicide again, of course, there is also anxiety and anxiety about the new home, speculation, fear.

"Don't worry, it's different here and there."

Hancock soothed softly, rubbed his sister's little head with a smile, and continued, "We'll probably be able to leave after a while." "

Leave, leave?"

Sandasonia was stunned for a moment, and then she reached out and touched Hancock's brain, and Marigorud also looked worried.

What nonsense is my sister talking about?

"Not sick!"

Slapping the hand on the door of his head away, Hancock admonished a little wordlessly: "That house... Roy Saint said that he would send us out of here during this time, but don't talk about this everywhere, otherwise it will easily cause others to be jealous and have accidents. She

had learned more about the dark side in the past three years than she had done in the previous twelve years combined, and she was no longer the naïve little girl, so she knew exactly what would happen if the news got out.

"Really??"

"Stupid! How can such words be believed!

Sandasonia was slapped on the head, and Marigorud looked at Hancock and whispered: "Sister, how can you believe Draco's words!" This is just lying to us! "

Fool, this is the nature of Draco, but she has seen how Draco plays with others, first giving hope, and then letting hope collapse at the last moment... There are a lot of big sisters who are played bad like this!

Hancock also knows this, so for half a year she has never thought of facing Roy with her true face, half a year is not enough time for her to fully trust Roy, but....

"I, I believe in him."

The tone is not too firm, but... She chose to believe.