Section 80: The actions of the strong (I)

"Oh, is that so? That red-haired boy" raised his eyelids and looked at the guy in front of him. The tall man with a big knife snorted disdainfully: "Tell him that if you want to discuss things with me, bring good wine to me and beg me! You are not qualified enough!!"

"Um" When the white bearded said, the person who was passing the message was stunned for a moment, but he still left obediently because he also knew who the person in front of him was, and the world of pirates could not solve the problem by throwing a tantrum.

"Hmph, that red-haired bastard" Mark came over and said, "Dad, what does he mean?"

"Ah, although not sure," sat upright, Whitebeard looked at the purple crystal diamond embedded on the hilt of the knife: "The strong men with recognition should have felt it more or less." Slightly narrowed their eyes, Whitebeard looked at the sea in the distance: "It's the first time for me to have such a bad premonition that suddenly spreads in this world."

"Dad Ace has been out for so long." Joz on the other side looked into the distance: "Does it matter?"

"Well, this is what I worry about." Whitebeard seemed a little tired: "It's my responsibility to kill his child by another cub on his own boat, Ace."

"Dad" looked at Mark who was reluctant to speak, and white beard raised his eyebrows: "If you have anything, just say it! Don't let it go!"

"The last time that guy" lowered his head and touched the newly added scar on his chest. Mark frowned: "Will this matter have something to do with him?"

"Your analysis is not unreasonable." He nodded, and Whitebeard casually passed a wine jar next to him and poured it into half: "After all, a considerable part of that guy's power comes from others. If the world is full of bloody disputes, the only guy who really benefits is him, let alone." Frowning, but then stretched out, Whitebeard shook his head: "But the last time he gave me a strange feeling, I think he was trying to avoid something. I can feel that he did not restore all his strength last time to create the "Ragainst the Dilm" man should not be the only one who showed the power he showed, but at the same time I don't think he was showing weakness, because even if it was just his level at that time, it was enough to do anything he wanted to do."

"Or he has other purpose?" Joz looked at Whitebeard tentatively: "Dad said that Red Hair seemed to have been to the Great Route not long ago."

"This is not very possible." Shaking his head, Whitebeard poured two sips of strong wine again: "I almost watched that little red-haired little devil grow up to this day, whether I was still fighting with Roger or now. I know his personality very well. He is not able to do anything else with the demon. The only explanation is that the little devil wants to go on a great road on a whim, hahahaha."

"Then what is he going to do this time?" Mark looked cautiously at the crystal diamond with a strange purple light on the hilt of the white-bearded knife: "Is it for One Piece's admission?"

"This is even more impossible." Whitebeard stood up and looked at the sea in the distance: "If he wanted to do it, he should have done it long ago, but if that's true, it should be very interesting, it's exciting."

"Oh, is this true?" The red-haired man with three scars at the corner of his eyes nodded next to the phone worm answering with interest: "Well, I thought he would change his temper when he became younger, hahaha, now it seems that I was wrong. Thank you for your hard work, I will go in person."

"But is this okay?" The voice inside the phone worm was obviously not convinced: "Then where should I put my face? This is too disgraceful of the pirates!"

"Your life is more important than that." He stood up next to the phone worm he answered, and the red hair turned around: "Okay! Brothers! The pirates are going to fight! Target Whitebeard Pirates! Go out to sea!"

"Are you finally going to see that man?" Among the crowd of cheering pirates, Deputy Captain Beckman was obviously more calm: "Would you like to see that man at this time?"

"Add to Beckman" walked to the side of Beckman, and the red-haired looked up at the cloudy sky: "Although I know that even if I do this, it may be useless, at least I'd better try it. Before the flames of the burning world are really burned, I have to work hard."

"Captain" looked at the red-haired back and Beckman frowned: "Didn't that thing tell you something?"

"Ah, maybe." He pulled out the long knife at his waist, and looked at the orange crystal diamond that kept flashing on the hilt of the knife. There was no expression in his eyes: "It's not only the owner of my possession that should feel the kind of oppression that seems to be about to come, let alone that's more than that."

The great route of the country on this island is the kingdom of drums that was once known for its advanced medicine. After experiencing the tyranny of the tyrant Wabolu and the invasion of the Blackbeard Pirates, the country finally re-prospered under the leadership of the new king Dalton. However, on this day, the country ushered in an unusual visitor. In the snow-covered forest, a woman wearing a tall black boot was walking on the road in the forest with a not-so-large backpack, with rhythmic footsteps.

It was particularly clear in this quiet woods. The woman's face with red sunglasses made it impossible to see her appearance at a glance, but her beautiful figure hidden in the cotton lady's coat indirectly told people the beauty's style. She stopped casually, and the woman shook her long black hair behind her head in dissatisfaction and looked at the top of the Maggu Mountain in the distance. The outline of the palace above was vaguely visible. She sighed and took off the red sunglasses on her face: "What a tasteless building, Gureva, your taste is also low-level now."

The palace on the top of the Maguru Mountain is where the king of the Brutal Kingdom can live. Now, in order to understand everything that is happening in this country in time, the new king Dalton did not live here, but moved to the village at the foot of the mountain. There is only one person living on it, that is, the only female doctor in this country, Gureva.

And now, Gureva was writing something in a room burning fireplace in the palace. When he heard the sound outside the door, he frowned instinctively, took off his eyes from his face, Gureva stood up from the desk: "Sorry, Miss, it's very rude to come here casually."

The footsteps of the visitor revealed the lightness of the young woman, but Gureva did not underestimate the woman who could hike here and climb to the top of the Magnetic Drum Mountain: "There is only one Gureva here. If you need treatment, please make an appointment in advance and I have to pay a medical fee."

"How many years have passed? I have started asking me for medical expenses." "Ka" The door of Gureva's room was opened. A woman in a tight black coat walked in and leisurely dropped her backpack on her back and sat on the chair next to her, raised her feet wearing black boots: "Long time no see Gureva"

"Um" Compared to the woman's calmness and leisure, Gureva, who seemed to be more elderly, took a step back in disbelief, and her voice became nervous: "Doctor Ah Ku Aragna is... it's you"

"Oh, it's me, Gureva." A woman known as Aku Aragna smiled charmingly, took off the red sunglasses from her face, revealing her pupils with blood-red light: "I'm curious why this country has become like this? What about those self-righteous quacks who used to be?"

"Um" Gureva, who was sweating on her forehead, understood very well how terrifying the woman in front of her, who could not tell the depth of her face was, and the wrinkles on her face also became slightly trembling: "That doctor Aku Aragna is like this."

.. "Oh, is that so?" After listening to Gureva's statement, Aku Aragna yawned with no interest: "Forget it, I just happened to pass by here this time to find something, and let's see how your apprentice is doing now, it doesn't seem to be the time to pay attention to this aspect."

"Aka Aragna Doctor" carefully glanced at the woman sitting on the chair, and Gureva walked aside and added a cool charcoal to the fireplace: "What are you looking for here this time?"

"Ah, it's nothing." He picked up a bottle of rum on the table, Aka Aragna twisted the cork and tilted her neck and poured it down for half of the bottle: "Actually, it's just looking for some medicine. I encountered an amazing patient this time."

"Hmm" Gureva's fingers shook suddenly: "You mean"

"The master of the world is back. In my existence, only he can let me touch the wound." The fingers with bright red nails tapped the tabletop rhythmically, Aku Aragna held her cheek and did not hide the obsession in her eyes: "I should have told you that you, who inherited my medical skills, is now time to make a decision."

"Um" The cold sweat on his cheeks flowed down, and Gureva turned her head and looked at Aka Aragna who walked behind her: "This is what it means"

"Yeah," smiled happily, and Aku Aragna raised an index finger in front of her lips: "Would you come with your teacher? Or choose the rest? It depends on your decision? My dear apprentice Gureva"
Chapter completed!