Pirate: They always think that Dover is my CP

After locking the door, Mo An couldn't sleep.

She stared at the ceiling in the dim moonlight, not daring to close her eyes.

When I'm alone, that horrible scene can't help but appear before my eyes.

The burning smell that seemed to linger at the tip of her nose made her uneasy.

I knew I would never let that happen.

but……

The world seems to have a strange ability to correct itself.

Some time ago, she took time to meet Shirahoshi again, and also met Jinbe.

Sure enough, Jinbei's guilty conscience was not her imagination during the fight against the Big Mom Pirates.

No wonder they work so hard to help.

It turned out that Aaron ran away.

Jinbe only knew that he ran away to the East China Sea.

It was also a long time ago.

When Mo An was transferred to Akainu, he went to Fish-Man Island. Aaron had already run away at that time, so Jinbei hid and did not dare to see her.

Because Jinbei was afraid that she would go directly to Donghai to deal with Aaron.

Jinbei promised that if Aaron committed any atrocities, he would definitely deal with Aaron himself.

Any functions.

Even if Mo An didn't check, he knew that what was supposed to happen had already happened.

She even crippled Aaron. After being brought back to Fish-Man Island by Jinbei, she kept an eye on him for a long time. As soon as she relaxed, she would...

It seems like something that is bound to happen will always happen.

She deliberately released the water to let Tiger escape, but Tiger still died.

She gave Otohime power at her disposal, but it was useless and died.

She crippled Aaron, but Aaron stole the poison and ran away.

Mo An knows that these things cannot be blamed on her. As long as she takes the initiative, these things will not happen. She has changed many things.

But she is still afraid.

What if?

What if she missed something?

The world is not hers alone, nor can she do whatever she wants.

She could get rid of Tikki now, but no one knew if another Tikki would show up.

She didn't dare to gamble on anything related to Ace.

At least Tikki was still under her control.

The watch vibrated, and Mo An took out the phone. It was Vaughan calling.

Vaughn briefly explained that there was something wrong with Wapol's cooperation, and it seemed that he no longer planned to provide special alloy materials.

"Can't you handle it?" Mo An pinched her eyebrows. She had been feeling anxious, and her spirit was also a little tired.

"It can be handled. I'll report it to you first. If he definitely won't cooperate, then we can only take the worst measures."

"Okay," Mo An said, "If you are really disobedient, remember to look for the Tuntun Fruit as soon as possible."

She also happened to be at the headquarters at the end of the last world conference, and she remembered this person when she saw the ship returning.

Wapol, the king of the Drum Kingdom, has the ability to swallow fruits, and has an authoritarian and cruel personality.

Because Ace had appeared there in the comics, Mo An remembered that it was Chopper's hometown and the place where Luffy gathered his friends.

So Moan asked Vaughan to mention it when he went to find Wapol. If not necessary, he should just cooperate and don't touch him yet.

That synthetic monster probably knows the importance of the special alloy now, and just wants to blackmail it. If it was something else...

After hanging up the phone, Mo An couldn't sleep anymore.

After staring at the white paper gently shaking in his hand for a while, he rubbed his long hair irritably and ran to the bow of the White Whale to blow in the sea breeze.

At this time, even the pirates on guard could not help but take a nap.

Mo An could only hear the sound of the wind blowing on the sea.

She still can't sleep.

The faint sparks flickered on the fingertips as the sea breeze blew. The smoke was carried away by the wind. Half of the ash had been burned, but the owner of the hand had not moved.

There was a soft sound behind him, and Mo An came back to his senses.

"Dead Bird, why are you still up in the middle of the night?"

"I should be asking you this," Marco put his hands on his hips and looked condescendingly at the man who was sitting on his knees. "I have already taken a big risk by taking in such a dangerous person like you. You just slipped out in the middle of the night. It’s increasing my workload. I’m usually very busy, and I’m really exhausted from lack of sleep~”

"Trust me more~" Mo An shook off the cigarette ashes and sighed: "In this regard, you are not as cute as Yizang and the others."

Marco landed a knife on Mo An's head, "Who wants to be the fool who was fooled by you?"

"Don't be so prejudiced against me." Mars lit up, but Mo An had no intention of hitting him this time.

It is difficult to tell Mo An's age from her appearance. If Mo An, who is usually noisy, always has the characteristics of a naughty child, when she calms down, it is really impossible to associate her with a child.

"What are you afraid of?" Marco also sat down next to her and tilted his head to look at her.

There was a faint sense of panic filling Mo An's body now, which was too obvious.

What exactly did she endure that caused her temperament to bear such heavy traces of time?

Mo An is too contradictory.

Dangerous and...

"Afraid..." Scenes flashed before my eyes, virtual and real, and the young man who was as bright and warm as the sun fell. "You can't save my world..."

She buried her head in her arms, her voice seemed muffled.

Probably this answer was beyond Marco's expectation, and the way he looked at Mo An changed slightly.

Looking back on what Mo An has done over the years, she really tried her best to protect those weak civilians.

The child of Roger the Pirate King became a naval hero, which is very ironic.

But she has lived in such an environment since she was a child, and she has been able to protect herself. Step by step, she has come to where she is today, with her current achievements and strength.

How terrible a belief does this have to have?

Bad and perfect, powerful and fragile, kind and cruel.

Such people are too contradictory and really dangerous...

"Dead bird! I want to see your beast form!"

"Am I a zoo animal? You can look at it if you want?"

"No, no, no! You are the best little brother! Please~"

Marco's eyelids jumped as he heard Mo An imitate his strange oral habits, and he reached out and hit Mo An on the head.

"You kid must behave like a kid and respect adults!"

"Hahaha, don't worry about such details~ My heart is already more vicissitudes than yours~"

"You don't need to take advantage of me," Marco scratched his short blond hair with a headache, "I'm less than forty and you suddenly call me like an old man."

"Hurry up!" Mo An punched him on the back.

Marco sighed, "I shouldn't have picked you back up."

Large swathes of green flames spread out, interweaving into a beautiful and dreamy phoenix.

"I've picked it all up, there's no point regretting it," Mo An leaned against the flames, curled up, and let the warm flames wrap around him, "Don't worry, I won't disturb you for too long. My vacation this time won't be long. .”

Marco: "..."