Pirate: Give me your power

"Over the years, you have been tortured by guilt and self-blame. You built the village you once had, but you never dared to take half a step."

"Martina, your heart is the one that hurts the most!"

"I didn't tell you, I never told you."

"That day when I returned to the dead village, Amunda wasn't the only one who survived. Old Pocky wasn't dead either. Remember, he was the one who would grab water from our family every time the farming season was busy."

"Lao Mazi took a breath and told me the reason why the village was attacked by the navy."

"The navy is looking for you, the great pirate 'Magic Doll' - Martina!"

"However, no one in the village hates you. They are proud of you. You resolutely walked out of the small village when you were about to die, and went to the dreamy sea. The idol of the villagers."

"We have no courage, but you are different."

"As long as you're fine, they're willing to be killed by the navy. They didn't even tell us where our house was when they died. Martina...Martina..."

Jin De broke down in sobs, tears streaming down his face.

"I never told you uhhhhh..."

"That's it, that's it..."

Two turbid tears flowed from the corners of Martina's eyes, and the corners of her mouth raised slightly.

Martina seemed to see an ordinary summer village.

Cooking smoke curls up, chickens and dogs hear each other.

On her last dying day, Martina held Kinder and Archimonde's hands with her last strength, smiling at the corners of her eyes.

On the other side, Tamon's icy eyes fell on Amonda, stretched out his pale hand, and uttered two words in a voice like a broken gramophone: "Go home... go... home... home..."

Amunda's body trembled, as if remembering the pain in her body, she subconsciously avoided Tamon's hand and hid behind Betsy.

Tamon's face was as stiff as usual, he took a step forward and stretched out his hand, and his voice was intermittent: "Amon...Da...my...son...go home..."

But in the next second, Tamon's outstretched palm suddenly drooped, and the light in his eyes dissipated instantly, turning into a real puppet, unable to speak anymore.

Logan understood, and looked at Martina.

She was dead and left with a smile on her face.

Kinder and Archimonde lay on the white bed and wept loudly.

Logan sighed, and looked at the big fireball burning and bursting in the distance.

Betsy's eyes were red, as if she was about to cry.

Amunda poked out her head silently behind Betsy, quietly watching the lifeless puppet.

He clearly knew that it was just a puppet in his father's skin, but Amunda just felt that there was a piece missing in his heart, a little empty, and a little painful.

After an unknown amount of time, Kinder stood up holding Martina, looked at Tamon and sighed, "Tamon's obsession is too deep."

"When Martina first made Tamon's living puppet, he always wanted to imprison Amunda at home. No matter where Amunda is, he can find it and take it home forcibly."

"This obsession is too deep, so deep that even Martina can't eliminate it, it can only be suppressed."

"However, as Martina continued to weaken, Tamond's obsession became more apparent."

Kinder looked at Amunda with a sad voice: "Amonda, do you know what the first words you said when you woke up from a coma?"

Amon shook his head blankly.

"go home."

Kinder's voice was low and sad: "Forgive your father, he just loves you too much."

Kinder's words were like a flash of lightning, and Amunda trembled as if electrocuted.

Amunda fell into deep thought, and distant vague memories vaguely emerged.

"Father, I'm in so much pain, I really want to go home."

"Father, come home, come home."

"Father……"

"go home……"

That seemed to be the time when he was hidden under his father and his arm was pierced.

At that time, the father had already been pierced through the heart by the navy.

It turned out that at that time, did my father still hear my call?

Amanda suddenly felt a throbbing pain in his heart, and his nose felt inexplicably sour.

Amunda bit her lip and looked at the motionless father with his hands down.

Amunda had tears in his eyes, but he didn't cry out.

Becky couldn't bear to see him holding back like this, she reached out and patted his back lightly, and said distressedly: "Cry if you want to cry, meow."

"No, I can't cry."

Amonda held back her tears and said firmly, "The small village of Maralui has disappeared, but I have engraved it deeply in my heart."

"I will take my father's share, and the dead people's share, and work hard to live and be strong."

"I can't cry!"

Becky froze for a moment, then patted him on the back lightly, with tears in her eyes.

After a while, the dawn broke, and the warm sunlight shone on everyone, as if someone had covered them with a layer of sunshine.

The gear factory in the distance is still burning, making the sound of crackling wood.

Logan waved his hand, and the strong wind swept like a tornado and extinguished the flames, leaving behind charred wreckage.

"Put it in peace."

Logan turned to look at Kinder and Amunda.

Chapter 121 The Shipwright

On the ruins of the former village of Maralui, there are two new graves.

A group of people stood in the open space in front of the new grave.

Logan looked up at the blue sky: "It's already this time."

Before you know it, the night has passed.

"Meow, Uncle Jinde, Amanda, are you tired?"

Becky looked at the two people standing in front of the two new graves, their bodies were tired.

They are not as energetic as young people, and they all lost their favorite people in a short period of time, their moods have undergone drastic changes, and they are both mentally and physically exhausted.

Especially Jin De, he is old and has been tense all night, and now he is a little unsteady.

Although Logan could use life energy to help them recover from their physical exhaustion, they were helpless mentally.

Therefore, the best way at this time is to sleep.

Jin De took a deep look at Huahuan Xinfen, turned around and looked up at the sky, and said softly, "Go back."

Amunda looked at the words of father carved on the tombstone with his own hands, and his voice revealed firmness: "I will always remember the most beautiful view of the village!"

Logan turned around and looked at the huge Ferris wheel towering into the sky in the distance: "All the past is a prologue, and all futures can be expected."

"Okay, let's go back and help Uncle Jinde clean up the house."

A group of people walked along the hill to the old city, and Archimonde followed silently at the end of the group.

Half an hour later, we arrived in the old city, and there was a dead silence inside.

There are dozens of lifeless puppets standing, standing, falling or lying on the street.

Uncle Jin De sighed and led everyone back to his home.

When he was about to walk in, Archimonde stopped outside the door and refused to come in.

Ali looked at him suspiciously: "Why don't you come in?"

Archimonde didn't answer, and looked up at Kinder who was holding on to the door frame.

He had followed Martina's wishes several times before, but was rejected by Kinder, his former father.

The old man who just lost his beloved wife sighed, looked at Archimonde outside the door, and showed a kind smile on his exhausted face: "My son, the real Archimonde died ten years ago. Already dead, Martina wants to replace our son with you in order to comfort and support her soul."

"However, she really regarded you as her son unconsciously. I used to be angry about this. I thought she had forgotten our son of flesh and blood. I blamed you, thinking that you took Martina's Memories and feelings make her live in a false past."

"However, I was wrong. You are not Archimonde, but you are the second son conceived by Martina. She regards you as her own. It is you who supported her through the last ten years of her life."

"Thank you, Archimonde."

Kinder stepped aside and opened a wide door in front of Archimonde.

Two tears flowed down the puppet's face as he slowly climbed up the stairs.

Overall, the Jinde B&B was not seriously damaged, but all the furniture was broken, there were a few cracks on the walls, and there were also those broken black-robed law enforcement teams.

So at first glance, it is still quite messy.

Logan scratched his head with some headaches: "Ah, it looks so troublesome. Broken things have to be moved out, cracked walls have to be repaired, and furniture has to be bought again..."

However, just as Logan was thinking about it, Archimonde looked around, opened his arms suddenly, and shouted: "Puppet medicine!"

A strange energy emanated from his hands, covering the broken walls, furniture and puppets.

Immediately afterwards, something miraculous happened.

Those fragments of sawdust seemed to have gained life, flying around in the air, and then the broken pieces seemed to have a magnetic force between them, sticking to each other tightly, and then the gaps between the pieces Miraculous healing.

In just a few tens of seconds, a magical drama was staged in the room. When the drama ended, Uncle Jinde's homestay was restored to its original state, and there was no trace of damage.

"Excellent, I didn't expect you to have this trick."

After the relationship was no longer hostile, Ali was not stingy with his admiration for Archimonde.

The latter didn't have much expression on his face. He lowered his hands and said, "Mother once told me that I am a miraculous eternal life bred from the puppet fruit, so I have some magical abilities to manipulate wood. But for those who are still growing The trees in it are powerless."

Manipulating wood = mending wood = a born shipwright!

correct answer!

Logan's eyes lit up, he looked at Archimonde with a sparkle, and said straight to the point: "Archimonde, I've taken a fancy to you, how about being my shipwright?"

"Brother, Archimonde is Maralui's pinnacle of pinning the sea, why would he walk with us?"

"can."

"Look, meow, my... eh-!"

"Meow! Meow!"

Far beyond Betsy's expectations, Archimonde agreed readily, as if deciding on an ordinary matter.

"Because my mother said to let me see the world, and you are the person my mother agrees with, so I will go with you."

Archimonde explained it this way.

Logan laughed and stretched out his hand: "The captain of the Logan Pirates, Florentino Crito Logan, from now on, the ship of the Pirates will be handed over to you with confidence."

"Please advise."

Archimonde held Logan's pale hand together and bowed slightly.

"Yoxi! Let's celebrate with a big meal!"

A smile spread across Ali's face, and he raised both fists to the sky.

After fighting all night, he is a little hungry now.

"Uncle Jinde, you and Amanda go to sleep for a while, we will go to the street to buy ingredients and come back meow."

Becky rubbed the head of Amanda next to her, and said with a smile.

Kinder and Amunda didn't refuse, they were indeed very tired now, to the extent that they would fall asleep as soon as they touched the pillow.

"Xiao Ou, do you want to go to sleep too?"

Mikoou shook his head vigorously, then clenched his fists, full of energy: "I am the king of beasts, why am I so tired because I didn't sleep all night. Yesterday I stayed in the room all day, today I But you have to go shopping and eat a lot!"