In the world of pirates, you are crazy and yelling at others

The chefs at the institute were in full swing preparing for the farewell dinner. After all, it was the Major General's treat, so it was acceptable for them to cut more leeks.

A large table of sumptuous food was placed on the table.

Elleya sat next to Bega Punk, happily picking the cork of the red wine bottle with a fork. She even gave up the delicious navy curry.

The water droplets hanging from the corner of her mouth showed that she was so greedy.

Because she often became addicted to blood before the disease was relieved, even inhibitors could not stop her madness. Vegapunk could only have her tied to the test bench and use her own will to resist the unbearable hunger and thirst in her heart.

It was a very painful time.

For her who possesses vampire genes, it is torture.

Fortunately, Bega Punk's methods were not unfounded. He injected her with the fusion agent before she went crazy, successfully helping her get rid of the control of the blood factor from the vampire clan and successfully quit her blood addiction.

Unfortunately, because she has been an experiment for too long, the vampire's blood-sucking characteristics have been perfectly retained in her body. As long as she still wants to suck people, she can always do so.

But as a normal human being, she would not really turn into a bloodthirsty ghost.

When she was on Roger's ship, she often ate wine as food, and she was somewhat addicted to it. But since leaving the pirate ship, she has never had any alcohol at all, and she is restricted everywhere.

The addiction to alcohol is long overdue!

There was a banquet today and she had to have a drink.

While eating curry rice, Vegapunk was talking to Porusalino on the other side. Sometimes he turned to remind Elleya, who was dueling with the bottle cork, and said: "The Institute prohibits alcohol, what are you doing? You haven't drunk yet." You are about your age, where did you find the wine?"

Asked three times in a row.

Elleya didn't look back for three days and continued to battle with the bottle stopper.

Without stopping, the fork slid into the mouth of the bottle from the side of the cork and could be pried open immediately.

If it weren't for the bottle opener, she wouldn't be in such a mess.

Bega Punk had no choice but to dig another spoonful of rice into his mouth, and the mellow curry turned into a vast ocean in his mouth. With the warmth of spring breeze, happiness suddenly poured into his heart.

The chef’s skills are really good~

So delicious~

Vegapunk looked intoxicated.

Next to him, Porusalino was still talking.

"When I return to the headquarters, there will be new people here to take over my job. I don't know when I will be transferred. Maybe I have to practice with those lieutenant generals for a while." He held a cup of tea. He tasted it carefully, staring at the person who was concentrating on opening the bottle, with a chuckle in his drooping eye sockets.

Alaya seemed to sense the mocking gaze and raised her head to glare at him.

Was he laughing at her for not being able to pry the cork off the bottle?

What are you looking at? She even pried his eyeballs out!

Alaya bared her teeth, thought for a while, raised her lips and teased: "Isn't that a good thing? Maybe he will be promoted to lieutenant general."

joke.

Isn't it true that when they get promoted in the navy, they just get promoted?

And for a monster like him in the navy, it is not impossible to jump two levels at a time.

But it was none of her business. She had no interest in the navy.

She continued to pry and pry.

Porusalino put down his teacup with a shrug and leaned back in his chair leisurely. He did not refute her words, "What you said is not unreasonable. After all, we are going to face a big battle when we return to the headquarters. The headquarters has the surrounding area outside. All the combat power has been recalled."

When it comes to what he has to deal with next, he has a headache.

The two pirates chose a bad place, but they decided to meet in the waters near Marinefando. What was their intention?

Attack the Navy Headquarters base?

But why does the marshal want me to go back from Punk Hassad? It's very troublesome.

Whether they can catch up with the battle three days later is still unknown.

Porusalino sighed deeply, his lazy breath floating in the air.

Alaya frowned, paused in her movements, and couldn't help but ask: "War?"

Why does she have such an ominous premonition?

Speaking of this, she remembered that in the original work, using all the combat power, what she had to face was...

"Yes, the Golden Lion Pirates and the Roger Pirates are going to meet in three days. It's not a good thing for the two pirate groups to come into contact..." Porusalino said.

"Boom~"

Excited heart, trembling hands.

The cork was forcefully pried open and flew towards Porusalino.

The bottle cork embedded itself in the wrinkles on his forehead and then passed through.

Fortunately, he is a natural devil fruit, and after being elementalized, he can avoid certain unnecessary "hidden weapons".

Several other people at the table turned to look at Elleya, who was holding a wine bottle and lowering her head, wondering what she was thinking. The shadow under her bangs obscured her expression.

She was frantically suppressing the corners of her mouth that wanted to smile inadvertently.

She was afraid that her joy would be exposed.

Because, this means that the captain and the others are coming to pick her up!

She missed them very much. Although the Roger Pirates came twice, they only had private contacts with Caesar and she never met them once.

I don't know how the captain's health is. As time goes by, his health must be in bad condition, right?

Could the doctor have cured him? After all, he got on board a year early.

Do Shanks and Bucky get along well?

With her absence for such a long time, there should be a lot of conflicts between the two of them, right?

I miss you so much~

She suppressed a smile, her shoulders shook, and her hair hung in waves on the side of her face.

Everyone stared at her blankly.

The pasta in Caesar's fork fell all over the table, and he couldn't eat any more with his mouth open.

What's wrong with her?

"Sister? What's wrong with you?" Zhan Taowan, who was sitting next to her, stretched out his finger and carefully poked her arm, his eyes full of confusion.

Alaya suddenly came back to her senses.

He moved his sour cheeks, straightened the corners of his mouth, and raised the red wine in his hand, "I'm just happy for uncle. Come on, raise your glass. I wish Uncle Porusalino a smooth trip!"

The corners of Bega Punk's mouth twitched. He probably knew what was going on with her. Whatever the case, today's meal was a farewell meal.

As for her, she has been "discharged", and now she is waiting for her family members to pay for the treatment and then take her away.

After all, she was always causing trouble in the institute, and he wanted her to leave as soon as possible.

Bega Punk nodded and held up his own bottle of boiled water, saying: "I wish you all the best!"

Wish her a smooth departure!

Caesar poured out the water in the glass, beat it in front of Alleya, and said eagerly: "Give me some, too. I'm not like Punk, who can tolerate not drinking for the sake of experiments."

Zhan Taowan could only drink the vegetable soup from the bowl.

Porusalino raised his glass and said, "Ah~ I'll replace the wine with tea."

Everyone drinks together.

"all the best!"

As soon as the drink in the cup was imported, the door of the private room was pushed open.

"Major General, there was a call from the headquarters saying that the trip can be cancelled. Lieutenant General Zefa has returned to Malinvando. There is no shortage of people there for the time being." The sailor standing at the door gave a military salute and reported truthfully.

"puff--"

The water in everyone's mouth spurted out.

Alaya wiped her chin and rolled her eyes semi-permanently.

Well, that didn’t go well at all!

At this time, he actually made a false shot!

hateful!

The main reason is that this uncle won't leave and is in her way!

Porusalino calmly took out a handkerchief from his shirt pocket and slowly wiped the red wine on his face, feeling sad.

The money for this meal was wasted!