One Piece: Tyrant Bear

"I... am not as strong as you think."

Silver Wolf laughed loudly: "Haha, haha, I know, you are just persistent, and it is because of your persistence that you and I met, didn't you?"

Xiong kept silent. Is it fate that they meet, or is it because of persistence?

He doesn't know, doesn't know.

"I'm leaving today and I'm sorry to leave you alone."

"There is no need to be sorry, I am the one who should be sorry." Xiong said something from his heart.

"Hehe, you don't need to be sorry. I am extremely sorry for leaving you alone to face this damn prison, this damn world, and this damn fate."

"I..." He wanted to speak, but was blocked by the silver wolf.

"Don't say it, don't say it, I know, I know it all."

"The world is difficult, you go alone."

"After I'm gone, don't be sad, don't be sad, since you have chosen the road, you have to finish walking while crying and kneeling."

"I failed, I lost, I have to go, I'm sorry for you."

"I can go to accompany my old friends. They must miss me very much. Back then, they all died, and I was left alone to suffer in this world."

"Today, I can go to accompany them and say sorry to them."

Longing for it?

No, Silver Wolf closed his eyes, imagining that all his friends died back then, and none of them survived.

are dead.

There is only one person left.

He was finally free.

"Boy, thank you."

"Thank you for accompanying me on the last journey."

"Thank you."

Thank you three times in a row, as if he had exhausted all his strength, he closed his eyes and never opened them again.

He went, sat and went.

Life, at the end, leave the last dignity.

Bear waited for a long time, did not hear the sound, the fluctuation of life was gone, and he shed a tear.

Is this his first tear?

Rubbing his eye sockets, Xiong thought he had forgotten the taste of tears, and thought he had lost the right to cry. Unexpectedly, in this dark corner, he cried.

Wipe the eye sockets, moisten the eyes, and keep brewing tears.

He choked up, turned around, and stared at Silver Wolf's body.

Die sitting down, even if it is death, die with dignity.

A former rear admiral, now an old corpse.

He left, this time, walking very peacefully, closing his eyes, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Thank you."

Xiong bowed his head and murmured, thank you, you don't need to say who is thanking whom, you know it in your heart.

During this period of time, he accompanied him through the difficult times in his life. Although he was a bit vicious and obscene, he kept urging himself and believing in himself.

Sitting quietly for a long, long time.

One day, two days, three days, or four days.

He was sitting here, staring at his corpse, maintaining one movement, not falling down.

Until the navy soldiers outside found him dead and came in to drag his body away, the soldiers remained respectful.

The former rear admiral is dead, and the treatment is different from that of pirates.

After receiving a generous burial, he can be regarded as buried in peace.

Before Hannibal left, he left a word to Xiong: "Don't worry, I will give him a good burial. As for you, there is no such treatment."

Xiong stared at the body of the silver wolf until he disappeared from sight before lowering his head.

The knee that was pressed by both hands was already covered with blood, and he didn't know it.

On the top of the five fingers, there is blood all over, it is his own blood.

He shook his head, not caring about the wound, and turned his head to look at the cage beside him, where he used to exist, but now he is dead.

Empty cage, lonely, lonely, empty, the air is filled with a biting cold.

The bear, who had never felt the cold before, shrank his body and bowed his head bitterly as the cold hit him.

"Is it cold?"