if you are one piece

Chapter 8: Fragments of the Soul

Koushiro stood next to Zoro and checked his body. Zoro was still dizzy and couldn't think clearly. He didn't let himself fall and raised his head proudly.

Such pride and stubbornness are heartbreaking. Most of Zoro's vomit was wild vegetables and grass roots. Koushiro rubbed Zoro's belly with one hand and pressed Zoro's temple with the other.

Taro stood aside and asked nervously: "Master, do you need to send him to the hospital?"

Taro's brother Taiye said, "How about I go call the doctor."

Keina put the sword on her waist. Her expression was one of surprise. She was surprised that Zoro still looked unwilling to admit defeat until now. His clearly broken eyes expressed the most obvious pride and dissatisfaction.

In the quiet afternoon, insects suddenly chirped happily, and a cicada flew out from the big tree in the gym. Two scarab beetles fell into the golden sunset, and started fighting on the tatami as if there was no one around, using the big horns on their heads.

Sauron gradually came back to his senses. His first reaction was to look at the ground. He ignored anyone around him. The nine swords that fell to the ground were at his feet.

"Cough." Zoro wiped the snot that continued to flow from his nose with the back of his hand, spit out the remaining vomit in his mouth, and then raised his proud eyes to look at Keina.

For a moment, everyone here understood Sauron's mind. Abel and Lear were the fastest. They ran to Sauron's side in two steps.

"Green algae head, don't be dissatisfied. You are really no match for Keina. Apart from the master who has never made a move before, Keina is the most powerful here. No adult can sustain three moves in her hands." Lil Bisuo Long was one year younger and of course only a little shorter in height. He pursed his lips to show his seriousness, but at the end he couldn't help but grin.

"Yes, you are already very strong. Sister Keina rarely takes things seriously." Abel sighed.

Pei Yi and the other dozen or so children in the gym nodded. Zoro quickly picked up the nine fallen swords and sniffed. "Kina, remember, I will continue to challenge you, and I will definitely defeat you."

"Zoro, if you want to challenge Keina, I suggest you stay here. Do you think it's okay?" Koushiro has already taken care of Zoro's vomit. Zoro obviously has no place to live and no relatives. He is alone here. Life.

"No, I will continue to come tomorrow. Lend me your sword. After I defeat Keina, I will return it to you." Sauron showed a smile to Abel and Lear, and there was a smile on his face. A mark separated from the left and right is very clownish and makes people laugh.

Zoro turned around and looked at the setting sun that had moved to the edge of the mountain. He breathed in and out, and finally took a sharp breath and pressed it in his chest, with a fierce look on his face.

"I will definitely defeat you, right? Who taught him your swordsmanship? The uncle who likes to laugh." Zoro patted his forehead lightly, murmuring in his heart that he would work harder from today on.

"Yes, it's me." Koushiro looked at Zoro with a smile.

"Then I will become your disciple, do you have any objections?" Zoro looked at Koushiro proudly. Koushiro held up his glasses. What else could he say?

"I only have one request. Your three meals a day must be provided in my gym."

"Okay, just not today, let's start tomorrow." Zoro walked quickly. He is a person who has done bad things and is running away. He has reason to walk faster, walk faster, and start trotting because he is fast. I couldn't help shouting that it hurt.

As soon as he walked out of the gym, Zoro immediately rolled up on the ground with his head in his hands, groaning and secretly releasing his injuries and pain.

"It hurts so much, Mom! The brat is actually stronger than me. She is a girl, so I won't scold you. But, I actually lost to a woman. It's such a shame..." Zoro rolled on the ground seven or eight times and got up, biting a grass root in his mouth. With a look of helplessness and excitement on his face, he ran and left quickly.

It was dusk, the stars were twinkling, and a slanting moon hung in the night sky.

Zoro was counting at the edge of the bay valley of Zhiji Village in Seymour, with a stone weighing at least 100 kilograms on his shoulders. "584, 585, 586..."

There is a sea ship docked on the sea, which should be the Needham ship. Standing on the deck is a man wearing a black cloak with a tattoo of a knife fan on the side of his face. He is looking in the direction of the coast in trance.

"Long Tiantian, where have you been?" A man with an oversized face, uh, can't tell the difference between male and female, uh, let's not talk about it for now.

"The supply problem has been solved. The gym in the village has sent some. Let's go."

......

The 1920th challenge to Keina failed, the 1921st challenge to Keina failed...

It was already two years later when Sauron failed to challenge Keina for the 1950th time. A small Galen ship stopped in the bay of Seymour Shiki Village.

There was light snow in the sky, and Cameron reefed the sails and anchored. Everything was done very skillfully. Standing on the tower, he looked at Seymour Zhiji Village, which was covered in white and shaped like a smiling face.

There was an obvious scar on the left side of Cameron's face, stretching from his nose to the corner of his mouth. He touched it habitually. "Mom, you can get off the boat. The deck is a little icy. Please be careful."

Keina is much more haggard than she was two years ago. Life at sea has always been difficult. Her health is no longer what it was two years ago, and there is a possibility of encountering pirates. She looked at Cameron, who was dependent on her. She used to protect her child, but only two years later, it was her child who protected her.

In the past two years, they traveled from the East China Sea to the North Sea. Later, Cameron remembered something but didn't say it, and now they turned back to the East China Sea.

"Take me to see your master. I'm really a little angry. Why didn't you tell me until yesterday that you had a master in Seymour Zhiji Village?"

Cameron had jumped from the boat onto the bay and looked up at his mother standing on the deck.

"Mom, it's not so urgent. Let's find a place to stay first. Please be careful. The rope is very slippery after it freezes. Well, if you accidentally fall, I will catch you." Cameron scratched his head. His mother laughed. His mother always laughed because he said a few more words, even though his words only meant some very boring things.

"Then please be careful, I might really fall."

The owner of the house is still the owner two years ago, 56-year-old Juan, the head of Zhiji Village in Seymour. He likes to stroke the tip of his beard into two curved corners, like the two horns on the head of a goat.

A piece of fuel wood was carefully put into the bonfire, with a wooden frame on top holding a pot. Juan had his own unique understanding of cooking and believed that making mutton soup pot in winter is best done in the wild, with game. , naturally it really can’t be done in the wild, at least it should be done in the yard.

There was a gentle knock on the courtyard door, and Juan stroked his beard, but it was so cold that his breath seemed to freeze, and the old woman kept staring at him in the warm room. "Calm down, you stubborn old man."

Juan shivered when he stood up. It was so cold. It was almost freezing. This would be better. It would be hot when he eats the mutton soup pot later. It would be so hot that it would be heavenly.

"Who could it be?" Juan found that his nose was wet with snot.