The Pirate Incarnate as Thunder

Chapter 619 The Battle of Long-cherished Wish II

Floating Fortress.

bang

At the same time that Rayleigh's fighting spirit subsided, Xia Qi's ninth arrow also destroyed the eighth arrow. The superimposed new force completely solidified the triangular wind-pressure arrow. From the appearance, it looked like a The transparent feather arrows emit a colorful halo under the gradually setting sun.

The circular passage formed by the sword energy of the Overlord was easily cut open at the moment when the colorful arrow was born. Before the angry aunt could get angry, the expression on her face was frozen, and she even forgot about her original intention. It was time to raise her hands in defense, so that the whizzing arrows pushed her hard into the ground.

"No, it's impossible, Thunderbolt boy, why are you here?"

The impact of Xia Qi's nine consecutive arrows was only halfway through. The giant sword Napoleon thrown into the ground wiped out the subsequent attacks. The aunt covered her head with both hands and looked in disbelief, roaring hysterically.

"Oh Your Majesty the Queen, of course your old lover is dead."

Reg, who came side by side with Colin, his voice was neither too loud nor too quiet, but it reached the aunt's ears just right. Normally, the aunt would have given him a slap in the face.

But after experiencing the thunderous fall of the floating fortress, losing most of the fleet, and being stopped by the annoying woman Xia Qi, and now hearing the bad news of Kaido's death, Auntie's anger level exploded to the point where she was completely stunned. He froze in place, motionless, and couldn't even feel his breath.

"Wow, Brother Reg, you are so mean."

"Auntie, I'm so angry. I don't know what I should be angry about."

After the rendezvous, the expressions of Xia Qi and Lei Li were quite subtle. Colin, who had been silent since the moment they stepped onto the battlefield, nodded slightly to the two of them, turned around and walked straight towards the aunt who was standing there blankly. 44 years have passed. , he has really been waiting for this day for too long.

"Sorry, teacher"

Without the need for Reg to explain too much, Reilly said understandingly: "It's okay. We can understand that not everyone is a saint and can easily let go of their unforgettable hatred."

"Sister Xia Qi, thank you for your hard work. I have arranged the best doctor for you and will definitely cure your hand."

Reilly's generosity and Reg's apology made Xia Qi sigh slightly: "My hand is fine, but Mr. Colin's mood is too heavy. You should watch more carefully and don't let him do anything stupid. Take this handkerchief, you will need it later."

"Thank you, Sister Xia Qi, for this."

Reg took the handkerchief and put it in his arms, and at the same time took out an orange sound shell: "Uncle Reilly, one of your old friends asked me to bring this to you. He said that if you agree, he can meet you at the old place at sunset. "

"old friend"

After taking the note, Rayleigh had a few traces of memories on his face: "Sunset? Thank you and goodbye."

"Brother Reg, goodbye"

Xia Qi, who stretched out her palm, stopped in front of her. Unknowingly, the little guy whose head she could easily touch had grown to a height that she couldn't touch even when she stood on tiptoes or raised her arms.

"Goodbye, Sister Xia Qi, Uncle Lei Li"

Reg, who took the initiative to bend down and touch Xia Qi's palm, felt the warmth in it. He stood up and waved away from the indescribable firmness in his back.

"I feel at ease now. What are you going to do?"

Watching Reg go away, Xia Qi showed a soft smile and was able to kill Kaido. He must have paid a lot, but got more. There is no mood more precious than his humility and calmness, especially when In this battle of long-cherished wishes.

"I promised to accompany you first, and I'll listen to you later."

Lei Li smiled faintly and stretched out his arm, and Xia Qi took it casually: "Yeah, but don't waste your time too much, man. You should set sail and go to sea when necessary."

“I want a delicious dessert”

The origin of all nightmares is this sentence. The root cause is that the woman in front of me, who was only 2 years old at the time, thought of the same sentence.

He couldn't help but stretch out his fingers to suck the soft and tender pudding, the tangy cake, and the delicious caramel biscuits made by his mother, and then burst into tears.

Because the disaster had come, the hot flames falling from the sky ignited the port, and the rising black smoke, blown by the sea breeze, instantly crossed the streets, hitting the streets that a moment ago were filled with peace, tranquility, and delicious food.

"Oh, little Colin, don't be afraid, your mother is here."

"If you cry again, the biscuits will no longer be sweet. Do you remember what your mother told you about how to make biscuits more delicious?"

"Okay, you're such a good mother. I'll take you home right now. Dad is waiting for us."

The mother walking along the black smoke did not yell in panic like others, but smiled sweetly, hugging the baby who stopped crying under the temptation of the delicious cookies, closed her eyes, and covered her ears with her little hands. Run by yourself.

When I was young, I naively believed in this "more delicious" method. In fact, it was just a white lie when the pirates attacked.

The vision disappeared, the hearing became hazy, and only the physical touch became more and more real. I still can't forget the warmth and comfort in my mother's arms. The wind that day also came faster than any other moment.

It was so fast that I was caught off guard. The usually bustling food street became deserted and deserted. There were overturned tables, chairs, cups, and newspapers everywhere. It looked like a mess.

"No, it will be useless if you open your eyes secretly."

His mother's bright smile was as bright as the sun, and he came to me with a gentle touch. His eyes were closed, and when he opened them again, it was time to smell the scent of caramel.

When he got home, the delicious caramel milk pudding and the tempting fragrance made him look longingly again. The danger that was about to hit outside the door seemed to have disappeared at this moment.

"You came just in time, young man, you are in for a treat."

"The beard hurts, Dad."

"Hahaha, eat it"

He was picked up by his father and rubbed his face, and then put down by his broad hands. His mother put on the scarf from behind with slightly trembling fingers.

It was so delicious that the memory of how to make the dessert delicious was lost the next moment.

He was immersed in this sweetness and fell asleep. When he woke up again, everything was gone. It was the hypnotic drugs. His father and mother probably anticipated their own death and the destruction of the town at that time.

The home that was once full of warmth became torn apart.

His toys were scattered all over the floor, the long caramel dress that his mother had to look at every day when she woke up was missing, and his father’s most precious oven was also broken into pieces. Outside the room next to the door, there was always a sweet smell, piles of All the desserts on the counter and display windows were plundered.

His father and mother were lying in a pool of blood at the gate, no matter how much he shouted or howled, there was no response. The stiff face, cold touch, and dried blood that was the same color as caramel reminded him of the bird he would never see again. pet rat.

When I was young, I didn’t know what death was, but I knew that my father and mother, like the little mouse, would be buried in the ground forever, and would no longer be able to feed him, tell him stories, or sing to him.

The memories came to an abrupt end and Colin burst into tears unknowingly. His heart was beating violently. The sound of gunfire in his ears, the smoke filling the air, and the devastated earth were so similar to that day.

The wind blew by so fast, but it was less warm and more cold.