I, Sakaski, Won't Take a Dog Easily.

The navy chief mate who was named by him pressed the brim of his hat, and didn't bother to pay attention to it. For the past three days, while Robin was away, Mr. Garp used various reasons to eat rats.

What fights, what depression, what no girlfriend, these three days, one a day, no more, no less.

"This cloud mouse seems to have suffered from heat stroke, and it won't work if it goes on like this," Garp grabbed another cloud mouse, showing a sad smile.

"How about... let's make it into a roasted cloud mouse."

"????" The first officer was obviously taken aback by this reason.

"??? Lieutenant General Garp, what are you doing!?" The girl who descended from the sky on moon steps snatched the trembling Yunshu from the hands of the unreliable old man.

And Enilu even landed on the deck one step earlier than her.

The proud Thor stared at the farce in front of him contemptuously. Although he had to admit that the taste of the roasted cloud mouse was indeed good, it was just that the control of the current needed a little bit of cooking.

"That's how you helped me take care of the cloud mouse..." The girl looked very angry. After suffering a big loss in nautical guidance, she still hasn't improved her memory!!! Why did I believe this guy's evil a few days ago? I thought Karp would raise these little things.

"No, I want to choose the most beautiful cloud mouse to keep as your pet!"

Garp argued incoherently. He thought Robin would have to wait at least a few more days before finishing his investigation. . .

Ignoring Garp's series of mindless inquiries: "Is this your boyfriend?", he turned around and walked towards the cabin where the electric motor was placed.

But Anilo didn't follow up immediately.

Because the old man who was in charge of collecting and selling the entry fee for Bika was pointing at him with a look of horror.

"Strange...freak..." Even though the other party's lips were trembling, he still said the exclusive title that belonged to Enilo.

Anilu's feet seemed to have taken root, and he growled every word: "I! Yes! God!"

He suddenly seemed a little bit uninterested, and told the girl who had promised to be the first priest before, naturally: "Go and take out the prototype machine to have a look."

Robin didn't say much, turned around and walked to the cabin where the prototype machine was stored.

She turned her head and saw the back of the big boy standing proudly like a proud rooster, and Robin finally understood.

[Just like only under the great title of "God", he is not a humiliated mortal. 】

Often behind the extreme conceit lies a fragmented inferiority complex.

How arrogant you are in front of people, how fragile you are behind people.

So fragile that even a casual word from others can destroy the entire inner defense line.

This big boy who is hard to hurt with a sword has already been riddled with holes in his heart.

How can thunderbolts be as terrifying as people's hearts?

The guy in front of him who claims to be a god is just wrapping himself in a layer of mystification and using religion to avoid it.

But if things go on like this, the big boy who lives deep in his heart and loves machines may disappear forever in a corner where he cannot see the light.

"Hey, Robin, could this be the Enilo we're looking for?" Garp, who picked up a cloud mouse again, couldn't help but add another sentence after seeing the terrified movements of Bika Toll and the girl's actions. mouth.

"..."

This is the first time Robin knows what a pig teammate is.

Enilu's face immediately darkened, and he slowly raised his index finger to the "First Priest" he promised earlier.

"You lied to me?"

Questioning words, sure tone.

"...Can I explain?"

"Thirty thousand volts rice wife" the Thunderbolt fruit ability user looked indifferent, and the lightning shot out from his wrist suddenly,

Garp's reaction was faster, and the moment he noticed the other party raised his hand, he grabbed Robin's body and blocked the blow.

He looked at the scorched cloud mouse with some distress, but fortunately the blow did not land on the girl behind him: "Hey, boy, if you hurt her, that calf-protecting guy Sakaski will definitely not Let me take her out to play again."

"I am a god! No one can disobey the god of command." Thunder God, who had tasted the taste of betrayal for the first time, roared.

What answered him was an oncoming black iron fist.

Seeing that the other party was covered in scorched marks caused by electric circuits, Enilo sneered in his heart and spread his arms, waiting for the other party's suicide attack.

"Hmph, physical attacks can't deal with me... eh?!"

"boom!"

The natural ability user who doesn't even have the most basic defensive parry forcefully swallowed a domineering hardened iron fist, which is currently the navy's number one armed force capable of fighting the emperor.

"What a weak god..." Garp looked very confused, holding the deliciously roasted cloud mouse leg in one hand, while the other hand was still in the pose of a friendly fist.

And Lord Thor, who was punched on the deck, is at a critical moment of doubting his life.

Enilu's eyes went dark, and he couldn't understand why this unreliable foodie old man could hurt himself until he was in a coma.

"This is the iron fist of love!"

Karp shook his head, this year's young natural ability users are not good, from Smoker in the headquarters to this young man who can fall to the ground with a single punch.

You know, he deliberately restrained his strength.

234. Robin, I'm Not Human anymore