The Pirate Incarnate as Thunder

Chapter 626 Battle of Long-cherished Wish IX

Floating Fortress, north side.

"Farewell to the Ballad of Sorrow, Mr. Berg."

Swish's hands seemed to be slow, but in fact, the sword blade was struck as fast as lightning under the blessing of huge force, and it was slashed straight towards Berg who was already in a panic and could not avoid it.

"No, sister Armand"

The anxious call coming from not far away did not make Armand stop. Instead, it accelerated a little faster and landed directly on top of Berg's head, about to split him in two.

"Are you still here?"

Even though he was about to face death, Berg was not afraid. Instead, he looked at Custard, who was trying his best to come, with complicated eyes. There was a bright red palm mark on her face. She seemed to have had a dispute with someone when she came. Her pink hair And the long skirt is also a bit hasty and messy.

Custard, who met Berg's eyes, had red eyes, and his expression of reluctance and sadness looked pitiful. Especially when the sword blade fell on his head, she couldn't help but close her eyes, and tears fell silently.

The imagined sound of a sharp knife entering the body and blood splattering did not appear. Instead, a very elastic sound, like the sound of jelly shaking, came to the ears.

"Sister Armand"

Before the sadness faded, Custard subconsciously opened his eyes and saw Armand transforming into a very cute doll with his sword, just like the Homitz doll that his mother had made with her soul. Same.

"no no"

"When exactly did you"

"Do not touch me"

Even Armand's voice became waxy. He wanted to escape from Berg's grasp. His usually flexible legs became limp at this moment and he couldn't use any strength.

"Doll Solidification."

Berg releases a burst of transparent mist and covers Armand's body with a weapon. His ability to cut him open is good, but it has been five years since he ate the fruit of art.

Although the awakening of the fruit is still far away, the move to restrain the armed color has also been developed. Previously, Armand stabbed her waist after he became artistic, and his armed color mixed with the fruit ability invaded her long sword.

As long as you don't let go of your weapon for 10 minutes, both the person and the person will become a "work of art." As a female swordsman, Armand will naturally not let go during battle.

When the thin transparent mist dissipated, a key doll with only half a palm appeared in Berg's hand. It looked exactly like the missing Armand, except that his expression changed as if he had lost everything, as if he was dead. His expression was frozen in disbelief.

"Berger, you"

Custard, who drew his long sword, turned red and gnashed his teeth as he slashed with the blade. Everything happened too fast. Neither his relatives nor him had the slightest regard for his emotions.

"Custard, you shouldn't have come to this battlefield."

Berg dodged with a slight jump. Before Custard could swing his sword and strike again, he raised the doll in his hand and said, "She is still alive. I can give it back to you, but you have to leave the battlefield."

"It's fine if you leave Sister Armand and it's okay."

After the anger, Custad dispersed to watch the scene and breathed a sigh of relief. The doll still had the breath of life, and her sister had not completely turned into a doll.

Seeing that she calmed down, Berg took two steps forward, stretched out his hand and touched her slightly red and swollen side face: "Does it hurt?"

The warmth on his cheeks made Custad feel nostalgic, but when he remembered the purpose of his visit, he gritted his teeth and took a step back: "I'm not here to do such a thing."

"Well, I know your eyes have told me, then let's get a divorce."

Berg closed his eyes with his hand back, looking a little sad and helpless. Even if they have feelings for each other, they still have their own positions to face.

"Well, then we are strangers now. Can you please return Sister Armand to me?"

"You haven't agreed to my conditions yet."

"Why are we already enemies?"

Custard bit her red lips and stamped her feet angrily to vent her confusion. Can she really take care of the child by herself?

The mother's behavior of not needing the child's father was too cruel for the child. Custard, who had a messy mind, didn't know that this kind of behavior looked like coquettishness to Berg, and he couldn't help but smile when he saw it. : "Then why did you want to save me before?"

"I"

At a loss for words, Custard's face turned red again, and in the end he could only hatefully insert the sword back into his waist. Of course it was love, it was simply asking questions knowingly.

As if he understood the meaning of her actions, Berg said bluntly: "Me too, I don't want you to fight on this battlefield, as that will make it difficult for me in the future."

"You in the future"

Castad raised her voice and shook her head, then her eyes were fixed on the distant battlefield with lightning and thunder. She seemed to be thinking of something in the past, and she said with lingering fear: "I don't know how terrible my mother is. If she is really angry, No, you have no chance of winning."

It's this absolute tone again. Auntie's Scary Berg has already learned a lot from the information sent back by Fitch. Even though it is not comprehensive, they have made corresponding preparations here, not to mention that he also believes in the absolute victory. It's Reg and Colin.

"I think exactly the opposite"

"Really? Then let time tell us the correct result. Before that, please give me a intact sister Armand. I don't want you to be hunted down in the future."

Custard did not argue with him because of this, and made another request. Berg shook his head and continued to persuade: "Even if the result is as you said, you win, but what I am looking at is the north and south, the central battlefield. Your army has begun to collapse, and the war will soon turn into a chase, and you must leave."

"I will stay within the medical team and will not go out to fight."

Custard said what he promised to Katakuri. Ever since he lost to Reg once, he had a deep fear, so much so that he considered the worst outcome of "mother will lose": if she hadn't insisted on Come, he won't let himself on the boat.

But how could my mother, who rules over all nations and controls everything, be defeated?

Except for Brother Katakuri, no one in the entire world would consider such a thing. To them, it seemed like a fantasy, without even a trace of a miracle.

"That's fine, Armand will change back to Charlotte Lingling in 10 minutes. After all, she is your mother. This war is also related to the future of countless people."

After the mist passed, Berg, who stretched out his hand, placed the doll in Custard's hand. He hesitated before speaking: "Finally, can I give you a hug?"

"Ah."

After holding the doll in her hands, Custard's pretty face blushed slightly. She took the initiative to close her eyes and raised her head slightly. Berg stretched out his hand to embrace her and kissed her.

Although they had only been together for less than half a year, and they were only together because of a political marriage, feelings did arise. I think Master Reg noticed this and allowed him to do what he wanted to do.

For a long time, Berg glanced at the person in his arms for the last time, then turned around and left resolutely. Custard, who stayed where he was, watched him go further and further away. He touched his belly until he disappeared and murmured a little lonely. He said: "I haven't found it yet. This is best, so as not to break the connection."