【One Piece】Red-haired Lysia

「052」Don’t come back

In Impelton Prison, Lysea followed Helena on the elevator of Impulse City Prison, and the air was filled with a thick silence and silence.

Magellan, Hannibal and Domino stood behind Lysia and Helena without saying a word.

It's not that they don't want to talk, it's just that no matter who tries to talk to the new general at first, all the answers they get are "Yeah", and they don't want to bring trouble to themselves.

The elevator went down one level at a time, accompanied by the sound of metal chains rubbing against each other and the howling of prisoners in the prison. Lesiya raised her eyelids and frowned at the damp breath coming up from the depths below.

"We're almost there, General Jianghu." Hannibal reminded.

"Ah."

Lysia still gave the same answer, her face unchanged.

Hannibal couldn't help but steal another glance at Lysia. This was the first time he saw this talented girl known as the "Light of the Navy" with his own eyes. She was quickly promoted from a third-class private to a general in only seven years. , simply a model for all navies.

"If only I could be the warden."

"You said it." Magellan gave Hannibal a roll of his eyes.

Hannibal was shocked, raised his hand to cover his mouth, then touched the back of his head and said, "I mean it's already here, it's here!"

Indeed, as soon as Hannibal finished speaking, the elevator swayed and landed on the bottom floor, stirring up a layer of gray dust.

The fence door made of sea floor stone opened, and Lesiya stepped out first, then said to the back: "No need to follow."

"Yes." Hannibal responded and handed over the oil lamp in his hand, "This?"

"Thank you." Lysia took the oil lamp and thanked him, then walked in the direction of Ace.

The heels of the boots collided with the stone floor, making a "click-click" sound. In the long and dark road, only an oil lamp in Lysia's hand gave off a faint light.

She wears the admiral's cloak of justice and walks towards her "justice".

……

morning.

After coming out of the room, Garp took Lysia to Sengoku's office. The latter already knew that the navy's decision to execute "Fire Fist" Ace could not be hidden from Lysia, so he told Lysia frankly.

And Lysia also figured out a lot during the journey with Garp to Sengoku's office.

She doesn't blame Sengoku, nor Garp, nor Aoki and Helena.

She knew that Warring States didn't tell her because he was afraid that she would be impulsive. After all, she was not as calm as Garp. Garp would choose the right way to deal with Ace. The passage of time made him rational, but Lesser Ya doesn't.

She is a very emotional person, and she is not very aware of the "absolute justice" of the Navy. Sengoku cannot imagine the consequences of letting Lesiya know the truth.

In fact, Lysea almost did what Sengoku expected, but she held back. She knew that Ace would not change anything if she turned the navy upside down, so she couldn't do that.

She also understood that Seng Guo didn't tell her, so she really didn't blame Seng Guo.

"Go if you want." Warring States said: "Xiaoya, if you can stand here and talk to me properly now, I already believe that you won't do that, at least for now."

Lysia agreed with what he said. It was true that she would not explode at least for now, but even so, her face still looked bad.

"Sengoku...Grandpa." Lesiya called him. Sengoku raised his eyes to look at her, and the bell on the neck of the white goat next to him made a clear sound.

"You asked me before if I would betray the navy, and I think I already have an answer." Lesiya said frankly. Garp, who was sitting next to her, looked at her in surprise: "My answer at the time was, 'I will only betray. The person who betrayed me', that's because I haven't thought about it yet, but now I just want to protect my family."

"Although I don't want to say this... let's let God decide. I will continue to be locked up after I come back from Impel Down City, but the premise is that you can lock me up." Lysia raised a bitter smile: "If possible... I In fact, I also like the navy, you, Grandpa Garp, Kuzan..."

"So, please use all your methods to lock me up before execution. If I can't get rid of this shackles, I will accept my fate. But if I succeed..."

Lysia didn't say any more, because if she escaped, she might never come back, no, never come back.

She also wanted to rescue Ace unscrupulously, but she couldn't. She was too weak on her own. Choosing to rescue Ace at this time would put her in jail. Not only would she not be able to save Ace, she would also be labeled as a "traitor." " was imprisoned in Impel Down City.

So Lesiya could only place hope on an infinitesimal possibility. She knew that after she said these words, Sengoku would monitor her more closely, but that was already the case, wasn't it?

It's better to be honest, after all, Warring States is considered her grandfather.

Warring States looked into Lesiya's jewel-like eyes and spoke slowly: "Xiaoya, tell me your thoughts completely. It doesn't matter if you are more straightforward."

Garp had closed his eyes, as if he didn't want to listen anymore. Sengoku also understood what Lesea meant, but he had to make sure that Lesea conveyed it completely so that he wouldn't have any concerns.

"We will use twelve days to make the bet. It will officially start when we return from Impel Down City, and it will officially end on the day of Ace's execution."

"During this period, I will make every effort to escape. You can give me handcuffs made of sea-floor stone, you can deny me food, you can let the three generals watch me, or even order them to kill me. Of course, I will They will all resist.”

"But if the resistance fails, I am willing to stay in Impel Down City when Ace is executed. I will...yes..." Lesiya choked up, closed her eyes, and continued: "Ace's execution...will no longer be Intervene. At the same time, after the execution, I will still be an admiral of the navy, with loyalty as the foundation and justice as the way."

"On the contrary, if I succeed, I will go to the square and do my best to prevent Ace's execution, and at the same time -

I will completely break up with the navy and have nothing to do with it from now on. "Lesiya said so.

"Leseia!"

It was Garp who called her, "How could you..."

In the marshal's office and in front of him, say... such words?

"It's okay Garp." Warring States said.

In fact, his face is extremely gloomy now, but what Lysia put forward was obviously her truest thoughts.

She did not choose to break out directly or go to jail, but calmly informed him "I am going to rebel." Although Seng Guo's mood fell to the bottom, it was better than the worst case scenario.

Lesiya's eyes were unclear. She didn't know how the War Council would deal with her, or whether it believed her.

So she said: "Of course, the premise of all this is that you believe me. If you think I will still betray the Navy after my execution, or help Ace escape from prison when I visit the prison..."

"Then it doesn't matter if you escort me directly to Impel Down now, but I will still find a way to escape. Even if I don't need these hands and these legs are broken, as long as I still have breath, I will stop the execution."

Garp gasped and dropped his fists heavily on the table, his breathing trembling.

"Xiaoya...is this your inner thought?" Warring States asked: "No matter what, you have to save him before execution?"

"Yes."

Lysia didn't hesitate.

In fact, if she had known that Ace was going to be executed, she would not have followed him back even if she had a fight with Kizaru on the spot, but now that she was back, she had no other choice.

Even if Lysia didn't say these words today, Sengoku would still have the three generals keep an eye on her, would still send marines to guard her door, and would still install signal-blocking phone bugs on her.

Nothing will change, she just broke the window paper first.

"I understand." Warring States breathed a long sigh of relief, but what no one noticed was that one of his hands on his knees had already been tightly clenched into a fist.

"I accept your proposal, Xiaoya. If you are willing to tell me your true thoughts, then you will not lie to me. I should have guessed that you would react like this when you found out, and you are more mature than I thought... ...After all, you have grown up." Warring States' tone seemed a little relieved, but there was also an unconcealable sadness.

"Go and see him. When you come back, I will do everything possible to stop you and take care of you. If you escape, I will also have people catch you and bring you back." Warring States said: "'Fire Fist' Ace His execution will be at three o'clock in the afternoon, and at twelve o'clock all the offensive and defensive troops of the headquarters will arrive in the square, and he will also be escorted to the square."

"Ten o'clock in the morning will be the end time. If you are still at the headquarters at that time, I will ask the three generals to send you to Impel Down City. You will be released after the execution of Ace, the Fire Fist."

Warring States looked at the girl in front of him and said slowly and resolutely: "I don't want to continue to force you to do things you don't like, Xiaoya."

"If that time comes, you can do what you like after you are released, and you don't have to... come back again."

With a breath he exhaled, the end of his last trembling words fell.

Lysia looked at him in shock, Sengoku's last words lingering in her ears.

The red pupils suddenly shrank, Lesiya swayed unsteadily, and the red marks on her body began to glow again, and the exposed crescent marks glowed more intensely than before, even accompanied by bursts of stinging pain.

In other words, no matter what, it is impossible for him to become a navy again.

……Yeah?

Lysia thought of this, and a cold air rushed straight to Tianling Gai. She couldn't help but raise her hand to cover the traces of burning and severe pain on her neck.

"grandfather……"

"This kind of revenge for killing my brother... I don't expect your forgiveness. I wish you could be free." Warring States looked at her. A faint red light appeared on Lysia's body in front of him. The girl's slender figure stood in the huge open space. In the office, a mist suddenly rose in Zhan Guo's eyes.

How long has it been?

Ever since he became a "Marshal", he had acted so emotionally, and the memory of the last time had long been covered in dust.

Lysia, this is the ending I owe you as a grandfather.