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　　All the navies were silent.

　　not far away,

　　Aokiji, who was standing on a frozen ground, looked dazed and slightly stunned.

　　He seemed to suddenly realize at this moment,

　　Why does Mr. Zefa value it so much and is full of expectations for the little brother Roy.

　　Because of love.

　　Does talent matter?

　　Important, so important.

　　Self-discipline, hard work, hard work, is it important?

　　Undoubtedly also extremely important.

　　But affection,

　　This is indeed something deeply imprinted, deepest in the bones and soul.

　　This kind of thing cannot be changed.

　　He slowly raised his head,

　　His eyes quickly glanced around the battlefield, and he sighed deeply in his heart.

　　he found out,

　　in the presence,

　　Whether it is an ordinary navy soldier,

　　Or the middle and high-level officers of the Navy Headquarters,

　　In the eyes looking at Roy at this moment,

　　All filled with some kind of fanaticism and adoration.

　　Aokiji can understand this look very well,

　　He used to have such eyes,

　　When looking at Teacher Zefa and Lieutenant General Karp,

　　It is a look that is willing to die generously for the other party without any regrets.

　　But after he ascended the position of the lieutenant general, or perhaps the general general soon, this kind of passionate emotion has not appeared in his heart for a long time.

　　Just like the Devil Fruit ability that he possesses, he uses thick and extremely cold frost to completely isolate himself from the outside world, and completely bury his heart in the endless cold.

　　For everything around, there is no longer the kind of persistence in the past.

　　But now, (of Zhao)

　　Looking at Roy's crumbling blood-stained figure, Aokiji suddenly had such a strange feeling.

　　His heart seemed to warm up gradually.

　　Roy, you are amazing.

　　"¨ˇ Old man understands."

　　At this time, Garp slowly released his big hand holding Roy's shoulder and shook his head, but there was a gratifying and generous smile on the corner of his mouth.

　　Gradually let go of his figure.

　　He really couldn't find any reason to stop a soldier from working hard and desperately for his comrades.

　　Because of this matter, if it was him, he would do the same.

　　Roy finally looked at Sengoku.

　　The latter frowned tightly, clenching his teeth.

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　　····seven.

Chapter 102

　　Compared with Garp and other people's "spiritual use", the perspective of the Warring States period, known as "wise general", is more rational and realistic.

　　He looked at Roy with a determined face in front of him, and suddenly asked in a deep voice:

　　"So you can't wait any longer?"

　　"You will have countless opportunities in the future."

　　"Whether it's revenge, or anything else..."

　　Roy grinned,

　　"No."

　　"Wait? Wait until when?"

　　"If I don't shoot today, I can't swallow this breath."

　　"I can't think about it that much anymore...Sengoku General."

　　"Wait until I get stronger?"

　　"Even have the combat power of a general?"

　　"How long will that take?"

　　"Three years?"

　　"Five years?"

　　"ten years?"

　　"I don't want that."

　　Roy's eyes were split,

　　"I'm fighting for now!!"

　　There will always be bad times in life.

　　You always think you are not ready,

　　Others will always think you are not ready,

　　make you wait,

　　Save some more,

　　But ah...

　　How can there be so much to wait! !

　　We are all just a bunch of hot-blooded, reckless teenagers,

　　Properly,

　　rejoicingly,

　　live today,

　　Isn't it the best reward for youth?

　　some things,

　　you don't do it today,

　　will never do.

　　Hesitating, retreating, standing still,

　　Convince yourself with various reasons such as security, insurance, etc.

　　Isn't this deceiving your own heart in some way?

　　Roy doesn't want this,

　　I don't want "a gentleman to take revenge for ten years",

　　I want revenge now!

　　It doesn't matter if you fail in the end.

　　It's enough as long as I try my best.

　　nothing matters anymore,

　　The cold wind saturating the heavens and the earth, the icy rain slapping on the body, the gust of wind that blows a person (cgca) hard to walk.

　　Wet and scarred Roy,

　　Now I just want to have a good fight!

　　He raised his head and looked at the Warring States in front of him, and then looked at the countless navies on the battlefield staring at him, looking directly into the eyes of all of them.

　　"I want to fight."

　　He said.

　　This sentence,

　　Make him tremble all over, not the slightest tremor.

　　It was a violent trembling that spread from the deepest part of the body.

　　The meridian energy rushing up in the body, the pain that poured out like a mountain, suddenly hit his throat, causing his entire face to twist.

　　then,

　　deepest body,