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

[...Xiaohe, I leave it to you to be Rosie...]

The voice transmitted through the phone bug was slightly sad.

Standing by the bow railing, Crane held the microphone in his hand and didn't know how to comfort his old friend.

Behind him, the female sailor suddenly reported loudly: "Vice Admiral, we can already see the Don Quixote family's ship."

He slowly squeezed the microphone in his hand, remained silent for a moment, and suddenly issued an order in a deep voice: "Pursue! Don't let them escape."

The two warships side by side turned their guns and fired at the Flamingo docked on the shore of Mignon Island.

Soon, the Flamingo escaped from Mignon Island.

He sent one warship to chase, and the remaining one went to the island to search.

Soon, his subordinates came over and reported: "Lieutenant General He, we found a member of the Don Quixote family on the shore."

The female sailor who came to report paused slightly. Although her expression was confused, she continued to report: "We have checked and confirmed that the core member named Corazon is dead."

Although there were speculations about the outcome of Rosinandi's unauthorized actions, Crane couldn't help but shudder when he heard the news of his death.

He lowered her eyes and became silent. If you look closely, you can see tears welling up in her eyes.

For these old navy men, the last thing they want to see is for a white-haired person to give a black-haired person a gift.

Rocinante was the child they had watched grow up, but now...

Crane suppressed his grief and ordered the ship that was chasing Don Quixote's family to come back.

And he set foot on the coast of Mignon Island alone under the puzzled eyes of everyone.

The snow on the island is still falling, and it is actually getting worse.

When the female sailors who were responsible for searching the island saw the crane coming, they all stopped what they were doing and saluted in the direction of the crane.

The snow was flying heavily and the cold wind was blowing against my face.

The crane's pupils trembled and he looked in a certain direction on the shore.

There, abandoned wooden boxes piled up, and traces of firefights and blood stains were being covered bit by bit by the wind and snow.

And among the white snow, a conspicuous black loomed.

The wind and snow raised the smell of blood. It was not a cold climate for her, but it seemed to freeze her soul at this moment.

Before her eyes became dim, she naturally saw the figure that was gradually covered in the white snow. It was Rosinandi.

The corner of He's mouth trembled, and tears welled up in his usually calm eyes again.

She took steps forward, thinking that she would take the child back no matter what.

Bring back Malinfando, bring him back to Sengoku... After all, that is his home, and there are relatives waiting for him to return.

The cold air sucked into the lungs turned into a knife blade, causing a tight pain in the chest of the person who was being cut.

He walked over step by step with firm steps. For her, the sadness was still there, but compared to the sadness, there were more things that needed to be done waiting for her to complete.

But just when she was still ten steps away from Rosinandi, a hurricane suddenly swept across the island.

He subconsciously raised his hands to cover his eyes, the cold wind blowing against his face made him feel strange.

Where did the hurricane come from?

But as soon as the idea of ​​exploring came up, the hurricane dissipated.

Before he even lowered his arm, the message of "someone" came back from the sight.

He Xin was startled, and he quickly put down his arm and looked in the direction of Rosinandi.

A thin figure stood quietly with his back to her beside the black shadow buried in the wind and snow.

I don't know when the wind and snow stopped, and the scattered snowflakes falling in the air fell on the silver-blue gradient hair.

That is……

Crane slowly widened his eyes in disbelief.

However, when the nearby navy saw the sudden appearance of the people, they nervously raised their guns.

And the person with his back to them seemed not to notice their side.

She knelt down to care for herself, and her slender little hands, reddish from the cold, peeled away the snow covering the dead man's cheek bit by bit.

The blood blurred the outline of the man's face, but the face with clown makeup was smiling.

It was as if... he had no regrets in this life and could leave with a smile without any regrets.

But how could someone die without regrets?

The slender little hands trembled and wiped the blood on his face, and big tears rolled down his cheeks.

The vague memory suddenly became clear.

The boy in the dream overlaps with the person in the memory.

He was Rocinante, her brother.

But now...she is still a step too late.

He was dead, just like in the dream...he was dead.

Obviously I haven't said a few words properly yet.

Obviously she hasn't told him about her return yet...

pat, pat...

Big tears fell on Rosinandi's pale cheeks, blurring Zenia's vision.

"Yaya, you..." He opened his mouth. Although he was shocked that Zheniya appeared here, judging from her performance, he probably thought of Rosie, right? That's why I'm so sad.

He pursed his lips and did not bother her after all.

That's fine, just let her cry for a while!

An atmosphere of grief and silence spread in the air, making the depressed people breathless.

The surrounding navy realized that Lieutenant General He seemed to know this woman who suddenly appeared here, and hesitantly put down the gun in his hand.

After crying for a while, Zheniya suddenly pursed her lips and wiped her face haphazardly with her hands that were almost frozen.

No.

She didn't want Rosie to die like this.

He cannot die.

There must be a way.

There must be some way to bring him back to life.

Awakening...

strength……

She lowered her head and looked blankly at her palm.

What kind of power should I...awaken?

【follow your heart! 】

Suddenly, my mother's voice appeared in my mind.

Zheniya paused, and her gaze gradually became firmer as she looked at her palm.

Follow your heart...?

[The heart will guide you to awaken the power that belongs to you...]

is that so?

The soft voice sounded again: [You are my child Zheniya, believe in yourself! 】

[Belief itself contains powerful power, you have to believe that you can do it. 】

[sa~ Give up the confusion, throw away the hesitation, it’s time to wake up my child...]

The power that belongs to me.

Believe...will I wake up?

Zenia took a deep breath and closed her eyes.

strength……

I need strength now.

Slowly clench your palms! The phalanges turn white with force!

No matter what kind of power it is.

I don’t want to… see the people I love and those close to me who love me die in front of my eyes again…

absolute!

Power invisible to the naked eye hovered around Zenia, surrounding Zenia.

He, who was standing not far away, was keenly aware of something strange.

She looked sharply in Zenia's direction.

But saw nothing.

At this moment, Zheniya, who had her eyes closed, suddenly felt clear in her mind.

It was as if the clouds and fog had been pushed aside, and it suddenly became clear.

Under the clouds and mist, the huge divine kingdom surrounded by holy light appeared before our eyes.

She felt as light as if she were wandering in a warm stream, flying up into the sky of the Kingdom of God with the flow of the wind.

It's really big, so big that you can't see the edges.

Castles, houses, streets, dense crowds of people walking in the Kingdom of God...

Her eyes widened in surprise.

I don't know what kind of place I have come to.

Suddenly, a bell rang in my ears.

Zenia looked in the direction where the bell was coming from.

Located on the high mountain at the end of the Kingdom of God, the clouds and mists quickly dissipated, and the huge purple-gold door floated in the air, blooming with thousands of brilliance.

On this day, the Underworld Cave opened, the holy bell rang, and the lively place that dominated reincarnation finally welcomed its long-awaited owner!