Pirate: I'm not the King of the Sea, so don't mess with me.

The clouds in the sky dissipated and the moonlight shone.

On the holy land.

Among the ruins.

A familiar aqua-blue figure turned its back to him, standing next to a headless corpse.

The smoke and dust in the air floated together with the smell of blood, creating a rotten atmosphere for no reason.

At this time, a clear sigh suddenly came: "What a dirty place!"

The voice was sweet and familiar to Porusalino, but mixed with a coldness that was very unfamiliar to him.

The man's steps paused slightly, but then he quickly picked them up again, slowly but firmly approaching the girl who had her back turned to him.

"Yaya!"

The hoarse tone, with a distant roar as the background sound, reached Zenia's ears.

Zheniya, who had just killed two people in a row, paused and turned around slowly.

The moment he saw the girl's appearance clearly, Porusalino's pupils trembled.

The beautiful little dress he had carefully chosen was in tatters.

The chest, waist and skirt were all damaged to varying degrees, and it seemed that they had been torn apart by human beings.

The fair and pink body is half covered and half exposed, and clear ambiguous red marks can be seen on the delicate and slender neck.

The aqua blue eyes turned blood red at some point, the corners of his mouth that always liked to smile lost their smile, and the blood-stained cheeks were abnormally red. She was looking at him expressionlessly at the moment.

Porusalino was stunned on the spot, his heart seemed to have fallen into an abyss filled with blades, and he was stabbed with blood the moment he fell into it.

The hands at his sides were clenched tightly.

He is a man, and of course he understands what the messy look on the girl means.

...His girl, without his knowledge...

His eyes were shrouded in haze.

Porusalino couldn't wait to kill that bastard who dared to look down on her right now!

"who are you?"

However, all the anger was extinguished by the girl's simple words.

He looked in disbelief at the girl who was looking at him expressionlessly with her head tilted...

She... doesn't know him?

how so?

"Yaya?" A surprisingly hoarse voice read the girl's name.

However, the other party didn't seem to be listening, and his blood-colored pupils were empty.

The blood-stained red lips opened and closed, and his voice was shallow: "Are you also a member of this dirty place?"

Dirty place!

Does it refer to this holy place, Marie Joa?

She felt... this place was dirty...

Porusalino couldn't help but rushed to the girl, bent down and took the girl into his arms, hugging her tightly.

"Yaya!"

My girl.

How can I bear to see you... like this?

You should keep your hands clean of blood, don't know what evil is, and be happy and mischievous under my care every day.

Porusalino lowered his eyes, his heart was trembling and his body was trembling.

After all, I did something wrong. I shouldn't have brought you here, to this evil and filthy place full of human nature.

"open!"

However, the girl who was hugged sincerely frowned in discomfort, her brows full of disgust, and warned him coldly.

The water blade obeyed its master's will and slashed down in the air.

The powerful Porusalino tilted his head to avoid the dangerous blow to the aorta, and let the water blade cut open his chest.

Blood spurted out instantly.

Porusalino frowned and didn't even hum.

Blood is flying and blood is everywhere.

Porusalino quickly held down the little girl's head to prevent her from seeing the blood splattering.

But a drop of warm blood happened to splash into Zheniya's eyes.

Zheniya froze.

The dull and empty red eyes slowly faded and returned to aqua blue.

She was stunned.

The little head was held in someone's arms, the little face was pressed against the clean and tidy clothes, and the familiar scent of shower gel hit the tip of the nose.

Suddenly, the man hugging him slowly let go of her. The tall figure knelt on one knee, touched her cheek with one hand, and wiped away the blood on her face with his thumb.

He looked into his eyes, which were downturned and slightly curved, filled with Zhenia's familiar smile that was slightly ruffian and obscene.

Zenia just looked at him.

He was still wearing the sapphire blue suit he wore when attending the banquet, but at this moment, the expensive suit had a bloody wound split from left to right starting from the collarbone...

At this moment, the man in front of him and the vague figure in his memory slowly overlapped.

"Yaya! I'll take you back."

[Yaya, I’m here to take you home! 】

Tears instantly wet the corners of his eyes, and his emotions surged uncontrollably.

Zheniya didn't know what was wrong with her or what happened to the scene in her memory.

But I felt like I had done something wrong, and I wanted to cry so much... I couldn't control myself at all.

Porusalino watched as the redness in the girl's eyes faded, and tears welled up in her light aqua eyes.

He hurriedly took out the handkerchief from his pocket and found that it was stained red with blood and could not be used.

Porusalino had no choice but to throw away the handkerchief and tugged at the cuffs of his shirt, trying to wipe away the girl's tears.

"Po, Polu, I, I seem to have done something wrong! But I don't know what it was!"

The girl's twitching look was pitiful.

After the strength wears off, the effects of the medicine appear.

His aqua blue eyes soon became misty.

With her cheeks flushed, she couldn't see clearly the helplessness on Porusalino's face and the distress in his eyes.

All he could see was the dazzling blood stains on Porusalino's chest.

She remembered the scene when she lost control, so she found out what she had done wrong.

"Yes, I'm sorry... I'm sorry, I, I didn't mean it, and I don't know what happened to me. I'm just very angry... very angry... wuwuwu~"

Her face was full of helpless tears, and she wanted to touch Porusalino's chest in a panic, sobbing and begging for forgiveness.

However, before the weak hand that stretched out touched the other party's wound, his vision went dark and he fainted.

Porusalino was startled and quickly caught the girl's body.

"Yaya! Yaya!"

The girl's cheeks were abnormally flushed, and her body temperature, which was always on the cool side, was as hot as fire.

There was a cold look in Porusalino's eyes, and without any delay, he turned around to look for his warship.

Without the owner's control, the high waves suddenly crashed down.

The warships floating on it were easily captured by Porusalino.

Holding the man in his arms, he was just about to catch up with the warship rising and falling with the sea water on moon steps.

Suddenly, I saw many people crawling out of the ruins nearby, screaming in pain, or cursing...

Porusalino paused, holding the person with one hand, and suddenly turned around.

He first took a look at the miserable situation in the Holy Land and snorted in his heart. In fact, he had already thought of an excuse for this incident in his mind.

If you don't want to expose Yaya's specialness, you must silence everyone who has seen Yaya's abilities.

He found a handy weapon from the nearby ruins and disappeared like a ghost into the ruins of the holy land.

The killing was carried out silently from this moment on.

*

In the distance, Ta Ya noticed that the power of the riot had subsided, and he was secretly relieved.

The huge eyes turned and looked at the five strong human beings who were knocked to the ground by lightning.

Zenia's aura is gradually leaving the Holy Land, and it should follow as soon as possible.

What's more, I'm not very skilled in using the power I just evolved.

The folded bone wings spread out.

Wulaoxing struggled to get up from the charred ruins, and saw the huge body flapping its wings, and the huge body rising from the ground as the wind roared.

The Five Old Stars, who had not yet regained their footing, were blown away by the strong wind and smashed through several walls of the Holy Land before stopping.

However, when the five people climbed out of the ruins again with ugly expressions, where was that incredibly powerful creature on the holy land?

Looking at the ruins of the holy land.

The cool night wind blew by, blowing up smoke and dust, leaving only a mess.

The five old stars were furious and immediately organized people to check the wounded and damage and find the murderer who caused all this.

At the same time, under the red earth continent.

Porusalino's warship followed the receding waves away from the Holy Land, and happened to pass by Sengoku and the others who came for reinforcements.

*

On the Buddha Kingdom, the Warring States Period hung up the phone bug.

His face was extremely ugly.

He already understood the general situation from Porusalino. He really didn't expect that group of brainless nobles to dare to attack Zenia!

Warring States was angry, but now that most of the holy land had been destroyed, his desire to ask for an explanation was naturally in vain.

Not only can this justice not be demanded, but it must also be concealed.

Try your best to hide the special features of the mermaid princess!

He couldn't help but glance at the dog-headed warship on the side.

Sure enough, old friends Karp, Kuzan and Sakaski had already looked over.

Warring States sighed and rubbed his brows.

Let’s not talk about Karp, the young and impulsive Kuzan, the prankster Porusalino, and the hot-tempered Sakaski.

If the lawless Roger knew what happened today, I'm afraid the Roger Pirates would make a dangerous move to kill Mary Joa. r

The Roger Pirates are as dangerous as another natural disaster.

Thinking about the Warring States Period gives me a headache!

Forget it, who asked someone to bring him back because he was wanted? I can only bear it with all my strength.

A list of people who knew what was special about Zheniya was already listed in his mind, and he calmly took out his phone and dialed the number of the Holy Land.

There is one set of diplomatic rhetoric after another, and it is simply not necessary to be too skilled.

What kind of navy comes to help!

What sympathy for what happened in the Holy Land!

What kind of post-war reconstruction work can be left to the Navy?

Sincere and warm.

It’s completely impossible to see what Sengoku’s MMP output is towards these idiots!

On the dog-headed warship.

The three of them frowned at the same time.

Not to mention Garp, he clearly heard the phone conversation between Sengoku and Porusalino.

His sister was bullied in her own territory, which was a slap in the face.

As a man, can you bear this?

As for Kuzan and Sakaski, they were more worried about the situation of Zheniya who was taken away.

But Porusalino didn't say anything about this in the phone bug, so it was hard for them to suddenly fall behind and pursue him to check.

Afterwards, after knowing what Porusalino had done, both of them frowned on the outside, but on the inside they were both gutted.

However, this is a topic for later, and will be discussed later.

*

On the other side, on Porusalino's warship.

He ordered everyone to rush to the navy headquarters as quickly as possible.

He carried the person back to his room on the ship.

He gently placed her on the bed, called the ship's doctor to examine the girl, and skillfully took off her clothes, found the medicine box and took out a bandage to bandage the wound on her chest.

Faced with the rare and stern gaze of the Commodore, the ship's doctor faltered for a long time before saying with a blushing face: "Commodore, this drug is a drug that has been widely spread in the underground world recently. There is no specific medicine at present, so we can only... we can only... "

Porusalino put on a white shirt, but left it unbuttoned, leaving the hem open, revealing the white bandage underneath.

Hearing this, he naturally understood what the ship doctor said, and waved his hands indifferently: "Yeah~ Is that so? Thank you for your hard work, nii~"

The ship's doctor nodded, packed up the medical kit and turned to leave.

Behind me, the brigadier general's careless voice suddenly came: "Remember what to say and what not to say~ Otherwise it will be very troublesome~"

The ship's doctor suddenly broke into a cold sweat.

Looking back, he found that the Brigadier was already sitting by the bed. He didn't look at him at all. Instead, his slender fingers carefully touched the cheek of the person on the bed.

The ship's doctor swallowed, said yes, and left in a hurry.

The figure seemed to be running away, fearing that he would not be able to get out in the next second.