One Piece: The Eternal Flame

Alfred had many wounds, hundreds of them large and small. In addition, he did not receive timely treatment, and his own recovery ability was poor. Many wounds were infected and inflamed, and the most serious part of the tissue was festered and necrotic.

Erica has tried his best to treat and suture the wound, and he can't do more, and Colin can't do better.

The essence of healing power is to accelerate the body's natural healing.

A person with a good physique, such as Gray, can heal even a large wound in the blink of an eye, but a person with a poor physique, such as Alfred, has a poor recovery ability and can only be assisted by drugs.

Whether he can survive is entirely up to him.

It was dark, and the sky in Dressrosa was always dark, and the moon spilled into the house through the window.

Alfred's white hair and moonlight complement each other, as if he himself is shining.

"Captain, let's have something to eat." Perry walked in with a large tray, and the others all poked their heads on both sides of the door, staring inside openly.

Latin bit his finger angrily, "Is it too late for me to dye my hair white?"

"It's too late, I'll be with you." It was rare for Alder not to refute Latin's words.

Ever since they learned from Oden that the reason why Gray likes Alfred is because it's 'very expensive', they often get together to study where the term 'very expensive' comes from.

They all agreed that Alfred was ugly and bad-tempered, with no merit at all.

"Uh, he's actually pretty good-looking." Lu Jiu commented from the standpoint of a bystander.

"Huh?" Ace looked at Lu Jiu, and quickly stood in line to Alder's side, "Add me, I hate him too."

Lu Jiu was helpless, "Ace, I'm just making an evaluation."

Whitebeard is the only one who makes sense.

He rubbed his chin and said, "Based on Captain Gray's thinking, he probably thinks the other party's eyes are like gems, so that's why he said that."

"Let me just say, sooner or later, I will cut out his eyeballs." Alder laughed cruelly.

This is of course a joke.

After all, no one dares to really do it.

It wasn't until standing here and seeing Alfred shrouded in moonlight that everyone really understood what Gray said.

Gray felt a little uncomfortable smelling the rice, "Can you not bring a bowl of blood-enriching medicine, it messes up the rice."

"Who told you to replenish blood during this period of time!" Perry was not polite, and put the tray on the table, "You drink the medicine first before eating."

"Ha, I'm the captain, you can't die. Well, sorry, I'll drink right away."

Gray reluctantly drank a bowl of indescribable concoction, then leaned on the table, and said after a while, "I seem to have seen a river and a god of death waving at me. I almost went to hell just now."

"It's not that exaggerated." Perry was speechless, "Let's eat."

"Oh." While Gray was eating, Perry stared at him for a while, and finally walked out of the room and closed the door.

Latin is still discussing with Alder about dyeing white hair. Latin said that if it is not a person with particularly fair skin, it will become darker after dyeing, which is not good-looking at all.

Alder's skin was very dark, and he felt that Latin was connoting him, and he began to choke again.

"Okay, don't make noise when the patient is unconscious." Perry said, "Let's go, we have other things to do."

He couldn't just read the books brought back from O'Hara, these guys all had to read one.

"Since when have you guys been so studious?" Mary passed by the hall, frowning and looking at the beautiful learning landscape of black fireworks, feeling speechless for a while.

It's a strange thing that happens every year, especially this year.

Reading a fart book as a pirate, isn’t a cultured pirate a pirate?

After studying for a while and struggling to read a page, Ace leaned his body completely on the sofa, covered his face with the book, and began to fall asleep, hoping to let knowledge enter the brain in this way.

The others couldn't bear the drowsiness either, and fell asleep one after another.

If I asked them how many pages they read, it would be one or two pages; what did they read, um... forgot.

-

Darkness, endless darkness.

Alfred stood in it, looking at all the flashing memories with indifference, those fragments flashed by, and even some memories he himself had forgotten.

He felt that he was being placed on the stake, feeling the burning of the endless flames, and the thick black smoke plundered the air. He knelt on the ground with his hands clasped around his neck, breathing in the thin air with difficulty.

Many people came from afar, parents, navy, captain of SWORD. Almost all the people involved in his past appeared here, passing him indifferently.

Alfred stretched out his hand in vain and opened his mouth to shout, but for some reason, he couldn't say anything.

Let these people go away and disappear into the darkness.

He lowered his head, and wanted to put down his raised hand, but in the middle, he was held tightly by another hand, and before he could react, he was pulled up. .

A beam of light appeared in the darkness, and he tried his best to squint his eyes, trying to see the man's face clearly
It was night when Alfred woke up. Outside the huge French windows of the palace, he could see the moon hanging high and flowers swaying in the wind, and the purple curtains fluttered slightly.

Someone was standing there, perhaps sensing the awakening of another person in the room, he turned his head and met Alfred's golden eyes.

After staring at each other for a long time, Gray came to his senses and said with a smile, "Oh, you're awake."

Alfred blinked, his voice was hoarse and dry, "Yeah."

"Drink some water first."

Gray poured a glass of water, helped Alfred up, put the water glass to the latter's mouth, and complained: "You have been unconscious for five days, and if you don't wake up, I plan to find you a prince and try Snow White."

"That's Sleeping Beauty." Alfred drank the water and felt better.

"It's all the same, anyway, you're already awake."

At this point, both of them fell silent.

Until Alfred said again, "I'm sorry, I didn't fulfill your entrustment, and the ring also"

"Oh, it doesn't matter, anyway, that's just an excuse, the real purpose has been achieved."

Gray didn't care much, but complained: "That ring is difficult."

In order to apologize to Mr. Lantern, they did not get back the pure gold. At this moment, those things should have been absorbed into the light emitter by the lantern fish.

Alfred knew the value of that ring.

"Sorry, I will"

"Let me make you another one."

The voices of the two sounded at the same time, and Alfred looked at Gray in astonishment, "What?"

"I said I'll make you a new one. Why, don't you believe my craftsmanship? Believe it or not, I'll make a carved one for you!"

Gray smiled triumphantly: "Hey hey, just wait and see, I will make you submit to my exquisite craftsmanship."

Not on one channel at all.

Alfred coughed lightly, wanting to speak, and put the water glass on his lips again. It was clearly late at night, but the water in the glass was still warm.

He took a sip before saying: "I mean, I lost the pure gold, the value of that thing."

"The value of pure gold has already been used up. If it wasn't for it, I wouldn't have known that something happened to you, and I wouldn't have rushed over so quickly. Using it to exchange you back, it would be a bargain if you think about it."

Alfred didn't make a sound, but just stared at Gray's face for a full minute. During this period, Gray first tilted his head, and then a question mark appeared on the top of his head.

"What are you looking at me for?" He frowned and complained.

"Seeing that you have changed your style, are you going to take a wild and unruly route recently?" Alfred pointed to his chin.

"Wild and unrestrained?" Gray touched it inexplicably, and the hard stubble pricked his hand, which made his whole body start to stiffen.

"Ah damn it!!!" The captain, who was very image-conscious, wailed and plunged into the bathroom.

Alfred moved his gaze to the sea of ​​flowers outside the window, and suddenly, the corners of his lips curled into a very light, gentle arc.

-

Early this morning, the most shocking news was not that Alfred woke up from a coma, but that Captain Gray was standing in the kitchen, with his sleeves rolled up, planning to cook himself.

Andrew failed to stop him, but the confident captain pushed the kitchen door out, and then the door was slammed shut.

"Is the food made by the captain edible?" Charles said that he didn't need to do divination, but it turned out that he couldn't eat it.

"I hope he won't waste food." Andrew folded his hands and prayed.

"This formation reminds me of Buncy."

Boncy was Ace's former temporary chef for the Spades Pirates. Whether it was cooking or cooking, it looked uncooked, and only salt was added for seasoning.

Ace said helplessly, "I just hope Gray can cook the rice well."

A puff of black smoke floated out from the crack in the door, and Ace changed his mind and said, "Well, it should be better not to be too familiar."

"Should I say it or not, fortunately it is the kitchen in the palace. It would be too bad if it was in the kitchen of the ship."

"Thinking about it this way, I suddenly feel that it's no big deal."

"Sure enough, people still have to think in good places."

"Positive and optimistic."

After a while, Gray opened the door and walked out. At the same time, a large amount of black smoke gushed out, making it difficult for people to see the miserable state of the kitchen clearly.

"Come on, please taste it." Gray went back and forth several times, bringing out the black unknown object.

"Is it possible to cook so many dishes in such a short time?"

"I guess he doesn't use the stove at all, and he probably doesn't know how to."

Everyone sat in a group, holding chopsticks and bowls, looking at each other, waiting for the other to try first.

At this time, the companion is used to find the way.

Gray moved his chopsticks first, picked up a piece of what might be meat, and put it in his mouth.

"Is it delicious?" Oda asked.

"It's delicious." Gray swallowed, "Don't you believe me? I'm good at everything, but I'm just afraid of hurting Andrew's self-confidence."

"That's really thanks to the captain." Andrew decided to take the lead and try.

Before he could try, a bee flew from nowhere and landed on the dish—Dressrosa always had these little things. He waved his chopsticks to disperse the bee.

The bee flapped its wings and took off again. After flying twice, it landed on the table and did not move.

"do you died?"

"The body is already cold." Colin shook his head, regretfully said: "After identification, it smelled enough poisonous gas to reach the lethal dose in an instant."

Everyone looked at Gray, who was eating happily, and put down their chopsticks in unison.

Why did I forget that devil fruit is also a kind of unpalatable fruit, so it is understandable that Gray's acceptance is quite high.

"By the way, where is Perry?" Gray asked strangely, "Why did he go without eating?"

"I do not know."

"never seen it."

Probably the happiest person right now is Perry who missed this meal.

"Let's save some for him!"

"Yes, yes, save more, the deputy captain has worked hard."

"Keep it all, Perry must be very pleased that the captain can cook."

Perry was standing in Alfred's room, and suddenly felt a chill, so he stopped talking.

"What's wrong?" Alfred asked.

"No, nothing."

Perry coughed lightly, "One last thing to tell you, the captain gave you blood transfusions every day while you were in a coma."

"what?"

"Because your blood has been almost eroded by the poison, and even your self-healing ability is almost equal to zero, so the captain's total blood transfusion during this period is enough to replace all the blood in your whole body."

Perry took a breath, "I don't want to do anything to you, because this is the result of the captain's own choice. I just think you need to know what he did."

"." Alfred leaned against the head of the bed, completely hiding the horror in his heart under his calm expression.

No wonder the body is hot, so it's his blood?
The door was pushed open suddenly, and Gray looked at the two people inside, "Ah, Perry, I left a meal for you outside."

"Okay, uh, wait, what are you holding in your hand?" Perry looked suspiciously at the dark food in Gray's hand.

A few fish are inlaid on the black base, as if they are telling the injustice in life.

"Looking up at the sky pie! I made it myself."

Gray said: "The outside left more than half for you. They said that the deputy captain has worked too hard recently, so they left a lot for you. I was so moved that I almost cried."

those guys
"I'll go thank them." Perry left with his sleeves rolled up, looking extremely angry from behind.

Gray looked at it inexplicably, and came to Alfred excitedly, "Try it, I've already cut it."

Alfred took a look at the so-called 'fish head intentionally creating a romantic horror atmosphere' and asked, "Why don't you pinch off the fish head if you can't eat it."

"Why can't you eat it?" Gray took a piece and stuffed it into his mouth, saying vaguely, "It's delicious."

"I don't like to eat, and I don't want to eat." Alfred turned his face away, and rejected Gray's invitation to dry meals bluntly and simply.

"I did it myself," Gray grumbled.

"Looking at the appearance, I know you did it." Alfred said, "It's better not to cook in the future, it's not suitable for you."

".You! You hit me, if you don't eat it, don't eat it."

"Who says I won't eat."

"You just said it yourself."

"I just don't want to eat fish heads, and I didn't say I wouldn't eat anything else."

"...It seems to be." Gray pondered for a while, "Okay, then I will eat the fish head."