Pirate Lava Behemoth

"It needs to be easier to connect, otherwise I won't know how to handle the ingredients." Malphite shook his arm and couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.

If my hand becomes useless, then I will have no girlfriend in the future.

"Well" Ain couldn't help but glance at Malphite subconsciously when she heard what he said. She seemed to be dissatisfied with Malphite's words because they sounded like he was blaming herself.

"No, I'm going to process the ingredients. Mocha, you go and get busy." After saying that, Malphite ran away to process the ingredients.

Moka didn't stop. After all, it was his commander who said it. Although it didn't have a commanding tone, he already accepted it in his heart.

After a while, Moby hurried in with a dozen chefs.

"Brother, I'm back. I've found the best chefs in town." Moby gasped and looked at Malphite, his eyes full of anticipation of being praised.

"The best chef" Malphite put down the fish he was handling in confusion and looked at the dozen or so people behind Moby. He was shocked to see that all of the dozen or so people were fat. There is no shortage of "testing dishes".

After glancing at more than ten people, Malphite walked up to Moby, pulled him to a corner, and asked in a low voice

"How much did you spend on these people? You can tell they are professionals." Malphite asked Moby in a low voice.

"Of course, boss, these people are the most expensive and skilled chefs in town, but I heard that they are holding a banquet for the navy. They don't charge for it, as long as they can pay attention to their children in the future." Moby said with a smile, his face His face was full of pride.

"Really?" Malphite glanced at more than ten people in confusion, and then looked at Moby, asking if the other party was telling the truth.

How can anyone come to help you without asking for anything? If there is no benefit to the other party, there is no reason. There are too few truly kind people.

"Yes, brother, their children live under the protection of the navy. When they grow up, they also want to become a famous navy commander, so they want us to pay attention." Mobi nodded, confirming his words, Mo Bi Feite lowered his head and said nothing.

He didn't know whether this was a good thing or a bad thing. If these parents were not prepared for their children to die at sea, more tragedies would happen in the future.

"It's okay, then thank them for me, and tell them that if possible, let the children make their own choices. Don't force them to become navy. As long as they are not pirates or other evil forces, we can accept it and protect them." Fite nodded with satisfaction. He felt that he could not do that. In the world of One Piece, there should be freedom and no feeding. Everyone must have the right to pursue their dreams.

"Good brother" Moby responded, looked at Malphite with great admiration, and then turned around to chat with the chef.

He is not a fool, and naturally understands that Malphite is worried about the children of the chefs. As long as he joins the navy in this world, if he does not become a strong man, he will be cannon fodder. This is extremely cruel, but it cannot be changed.

There must be sacrifices. There is nothing this world can do about it. Strength is respected.

"Malphite, why can't you agree to the chefs' request? It doesn't seem too difficult to me." Ain walked up to Malphite and looked at him with confusion.

He knew that Malphite was doing good for the other party's children, but if this happened, how much combat power would be reduced by the navy? Otherwise, why would there be a worldwide recruitment campaign? Every time the navy recruits soldiers, almost everyone in the town guarded by the navy joins the army.

"Ain, I don't want to see myself making cups with my own hands, but I won't be able to stop it. We should be freer in this world and work hard for the dream in our hearts." Malphite stared at Ain with a serious face. En's little face said.

"Then what is your dream?" Ain asked in a low voice, his face slightly red, looking at Malphite a little shyly.

Not noticing anything strange about Ain, Malphite turned his head and saw Moby who was communicating with the chef, followed by the Mocha 13 people, and then Ain, smiling.

"Protect you and let the name of the lava beast resound in every corner of the sea." Ain's face became even more rosy after hearing Malphite's words. Is this a confession of love for her?

Ain asked himself again and again in his heart. Malphite looked at Ain with his head lowered and scratched his head in confusion.

Why are girls so difficult to understand? I told you my dream, why are you bowing your head? I'm not even shy enough to bow my head.

"What about you?" Malphite felt that something was wrong in the atmosphere and looked at Ain doubtfully. Now Moby has made an agreement with the chef, and several people have also joined in processing the ingredients and cooking. Now there is enough for cooking. People, so Mocha 13 people went to the door and opened the brackets.

"I" Ain pointed at himself and asked Malphite if he was talking about him. Malphite nodded.

"Well, I won't tell you." After Ain said that, he turned around and left the house and ran out of the room. Malphite looked at her leaving figure in confusion, his mind full of incomprehension.

Girls are really strange animals. I have no idea what they are thinking. They are worthy of being creatures that can survive even if they bleed for a month.

"Brother, I've also moved the piano, but I have to help the chefs cook first. I'll go out later." Moby was peeling potatoes and shouted to Malphite.

"Oh, let me go out and take a look." Malphite walked out of the room, and the 13 people he saw were Mocha and the others.

At this time, some of them were setting up a barbecue grill, and some were cleaning and tidying up the front yard. Then Malphite saw a piano that had been installed in the front yard, and he couldn't help being stunned.

The last time Malphite played the piano was when he was Wade. Unexpectedly, he had turned into Malphite after contact.

Walking to the piano, Malphite clapped his hands, then sat on the piano chair and lightly swept the piano with his hand.

"Duduang" piano sounds came from where Malphite was. The 13 Mocha people stopped moving, and the originally noisy sounds in the room disappeared. One by one, they walked closer to the door. Malphite was lost in During the piano sound, I didn't pay attention to the external environment.

"Eh?" Who talked about the piano? Why haven't I heard this piece before? Why is this rhythm a bit sad? It seems like there is something rolling in my memory.

NO.15 Beside the wall of the villa, Zefa was walking out of the training room of the Navy Headquarters and returning home. However, he heard a piece of piano music near the wall of Malphite's front yard that made him stop.

"The song of the Secret Garden is dedicated to everyone." Malphite suddenly spoke and told everyone the name of the song.

The music of "Song of the Secret Garden" is soothing and gentle, full of memories and melancholy. It inadvertently reveals a little sadness, which makes people have to indulge in it.

Zefa has already sunk outside the door, and everyone in the NO.15 villa is gradually falling into memories. The song is very slow, but why is it so heartbreaking? Why are memories flooding into my heart? Why can't I stop crying?

This question arose in everyone's mind. Is there some kind of magic power that made them unable to control themselves and want to cry?

"Zefa" Zeng Guo's voice suddenly sounded. Zefa hurriedly wiped the corners of his eyes with his hands by the wall, and then tried his best to look at Zeng Guo with a smile on his face.

"This song is very good, even I almost couldn't help it. Zefa, you're fine. Sometimes it's good to release the pressure." Warring States looked at Zefa, and with the sound of Malphite's piano, both of them saw each other's eyes. A little rosy.

"In the Warring States Period, I am the current chief instructor of the navy, and the former general, Black Arms Zefa. I will not cry. Crying is something only weak people do." Zefa said righteously, but his eyes could not be deceived. Warring States Period.

"Don't try to lie to me or yourself. It's the navy's fault that your family is the fault of us. We didn't expect that hateful bastard to come out. As for that person, I really don't know whether to blame those people or the world, hey." Warring States looked at Zefa with regret on his face. He really didn't want to say it out loud, but with the music, he felt like he wanted to express it and no longer wanted to hide it in his heart.

"I know that my family cannot blame the navy. As for that person, maybe he is dead." Zefa said, his eyes dimmed. Warring States saw the loss in his best friend's eyes from the side, and couldn't help but walk to him and take a photo. Patted Zefa on the shoulder.

"Malphite has a strange piece of information on this mission, that is, the sea monster is a black shadow that is bigger than a warship. He has not revealed his true body." Warring States said with a serious face. At this time, Malphite was still playing. However, whenever the musical notes fly to Sengoku and Zefa, they will be blocked by the invisible shield, so neither of them will be affected.

"So" Zefa looked at Warring States in confusion. There were too many unknown sea kings in this world, but this had nothing to do with him.

"Do you still remember the legend that existed on the sea when the teacher died?" Warring States looked at Zefa with serious eyes.

"Yeah, I remember, it was a fisherman who saw a human being turned into a monster and then fell into the sea. What happened?" Zefa looked at Warring States with confusion in his eyes.

"If this legend is true, then the teacher is not dead. If it is false, then it is not necessarily true." Warring States looked at Zefa and nodded.

Zefa, who understood and reacted, had a look of horror on his face. His guide was still alive. This was such important news. He would not doubt that Zhan Guo would lie to him. Since the other party said so, the black shadow was most likely his. Master, but since you are the master, why don't you go back to the navy?

Thinking of this, Zefa frowned again. Warring States looked at the change in the other person's expression and nodded.

"Hey, Sengoku, Zefa, what are you doing?" Garp's voice suddenly came to mind. Only then did Sengoku and Zefa realize that the sound of the piano had disappeared.

"Marshal Warring States, Chief Instructor Zefa, long time no see." A slightly old voice next to Garp greeted the two with a smile.

"Crane x2" The two looked at the visitor in surprise, ignoring Garp beside them.