Pirates_ The Justice Who Rules the Sea

“Boom! Boom!”

The wood burning in the bonfire made a slight crackling sound and spattered little sparks.

Aizen hung the washed clothes by the bonfire, then took off the beef roasted on the bonfire and started to bite into it.

Porusalino, on the other hand, was sitting beside the campfire with a thoughtful look on his face, stroking his chin with his right hand.

Aizen looked at him strangely and said hesitantly: “What are you thinking about? Let’s eat!”

Porusalino was seen frowning, with a serious look on his face. He wanted to speak, but hesitated.

When Aizen saw this, his expression instantly became serious, and he asked in a low voice: “What’s wrong?”

Porusalino pondered for a moment, then slowly said: “You said…”

“When I rescued you, was the move I used cool?”

When Aizen heard this, his expression suddenly stiffened.

Aizen suppressed the anger in his heart and asked with a smile: “Is it because of this?”

Porusalino nodded solemnly with a serious face.

Aizen took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, and said silently in his heart: “Don’t be angry…don’t be angry…for the sake of his rescue today, let him go this time…”

After a while, Aizen said with difficulty: “Very handsome…”

After hearing this, Porusalino nodded with satisfaction and said, “Then the question is, what should be the name of such a handsome move?”

Aizen turned his head, selectively ignoring Porusalino’s question, no longer paying attention to Polusalino, and concentrated on chewing the beef leg in his hand.

When Porusalino saw Aizen ignoring him, he curled his lips and continued to sit there and ponder this matter.

Aizen quickly finished eating the entire leg of beef, his stomach instantly felt full, and his whole body was full of strength.

“Hiccup~”

Aizen burped comfortably~

Seeing that Porusalino was still not going to eat, Aizen sat down helplessly and patted Porosalino, “Are you still thinking about a name?”

Porusalino turned his head away, not looking at Aizen.

Aizen held his forehead helplessly, “Why do I feel like you are more like a child than me?”

Porusalino still ignored Aizen.

Seeing this, Aizen had no choice but to say without conscience: “That move of yours is really cool! I also think it must be paired with a mighty and domineering name!”

When Porusalino heard this, he turned his head, raised his eyebrows and said, “Then can you think of a name for it?”

“I really can’t think of it~”

Porusalino howled in pain.

“I can’t think of a name, I’m not even in the mood to eat~”

Aizen pondered for a moment and then said: “Then let’s call it…”

“Hmm… the Protective Sword of Light!”

“How about it?!”

Aizen looked at Porusalino expectantly.

When Porusalino heard the name, his eyes suddenly glowed golden!

“Si Gei! That’s a cool name! Just call it this!”

“Hehehe~” Porusalino giggled, imagining the situation when he shouted this name and used this move.

Seeing that Porusalino was very satisfied with the name, Aizen also smiled happily.

Aizen walked to the bonfire, took the cow leg that had been hanging beside the bonfire for a long time, and handed it to Porusalino.

“Eat it quickly, it’s all baked!” Aizen urged.

Porusalino nodded subconsciously and took the leg of cow.

After handing him the leg of beef, Aizen added some firewood to the campfire and returned to his “bed”.

Lying on the “bed”, Aizen thought about what he had experienced that day, recalled every bit of the battle, and reflected on the mistakes he had made during the battle.

I was really careless today and let my guard down too much. As a result, I was successfully attacked by a giant swamp squid and was seriously injured.

Although it is expected that he will almost fully recover tomorrow, the feeling of despair today, the feeling of facing death, has left a deep psychological shadow on Aizen…

“After you recover tomorrow, you must be good at returning life! We can’t make this kind of mistake again!”

“Next time, no one can save me…”

Aizen murmured.

The night breeze blew across Aizen’s cheeks, bringing out Aizen’s fatigue from the day.

Thinking of having Porusalino by his side, Aizen felt so safe that he fell into a deep sleep.

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The sky is full of stars shining in the sky, but the moon is covered by clouds, and can only shine through the clouds, scattering a faint silver light.

Zefa stood by the railing at the stern of the ship, holding the railing tightly with both hands, thinking about everything that happened today.

Thinking of the scene of Aizen being in danger, all the painful memories came to my mind instantly.

Zefa’s hands were shaking and his legs were shaking.

Zefa tremblingly took out a cigar from his pocket, but Zefa’s hands shook so much that the cigar slipped out of his pocket and fell to the ground.

Zefa squatted on the deck, picked up the cigar from the ground, and lit the fire tremblingly.

Zefa puffed on his cigar and puffed out the smoke.

Under the influence of nicotine, Zefa’s anxiety and panic were partially relieved.

(This is only written like this to better describe the characters ~ Xiao Wang here advises everyone to stay away from tobacco and alcohol!)

Zefa panicked, his heart was shaken, he didn’t know if he was right or wrong in bringing Aizen here…

He really doesn’t want to face that kind of scene anymore, and he really doesn’t want to lose Aizen again!

At this moment, Zefa collapsed on the ground helplessly, holding his knees helplessly with his hands.

This is the first time in decades that he has been so helpless, and the first time that he has shown such a weak attitude…

However, no matter how steely a warrior is, there will always be a soft place in his heart.

And Zefa’s weakness is Aizen!

Because the moon was completely covered by clouds at this time, it was almost impossible to see on the deck at this time.

In this vast darkness, only a faint light of fire could be seen flickering.

Garp leaned on the corner, silently looking at Zefa who was slumped on the deck.

As an old comrade for decades, Garp could not imagine what made Zefa, the general recognized by everyone as having an iron will, show such a posture…

Zefa had discovered Garp a long time ago, but now he didn’t know how to explain his current state to Garp. What’s more, Zefa didn’t want Garp to see him like this.

Garp wanted to go over and comfort Zefa, but found that he couldn’t say anything.

Garp scratched his head with a headache and muttered in a low voice: “Alas, I have never done such a thing! Alas… If only Sengoku and He were here…”

In this way, Zefa sat on the deck for a full night, and Garp also stood silently in the dark. The two of them stayed on the deck for a full night with a tacit understanding!

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Ask for everything, brothers~

This chapter is mainly used to portray the characters. The next chapter will get to the point, don’t worry~

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