Pirate: Transform into Sister R and go to sea for her dream

Robin's hand rested on the doorknob and rubbed it gently.

There was still a little dust on the handle, and this house should have been uninhabited for a long time. If judged in this way, the other party should be temporarily looking for this place.

Retracting his hand, Robin knocked on the door.

Unlike the mysterious and strange she expected, on the other side of the door, there was immediately the sound of chairs colliding with the floor, and then a person responded with a hoarse voice.

"Please come in."

Although the people in the room were deliberately speaking with a rough voice, they could not hear anything unusual from the tone.

With permission, Robin's eyes were lowered, but she did not dare to relax, and she was able to live peacefully so far, thanks to this care.

Gently pushed the door open, but did not rush in. Viewed from the bottom up, a thick layer of dust has accumulated on the floor, and the window opposite the door is open and the air is circulating, so there is no musty smell.

There was only a shallow row of footprints that stretched all the way to a table in the very center of the room, and then spread out messily near the table, like a flower blooming in the dust.

Robin used her ability to extend an arm in the ceiling, and an eye appeared in the palm of her palm, and she looked through the whole room to make sure that there was no trace of the mechanism, and she took the first step.

Stepping on the shabby wooden floor, Robin pushed the door slowly with his hand, but the shabby wooden door inevitably made an ugly sound, creaking and pulling her thoughts, the moonlight was completely blocked out, and darkness once again enveloped her.

Snap.

This is the sound of a kerosene lamp lit up.

Robin then noticed the man's face, and although the lights were dim and her dress was very strange, Robin surprisingly did not give birth to hatred.

The loose men's clothing obviously does not fit, obviously the room is very dark, but he still wears sunglasses and has a beard, but when he looks through the light, his skin is unexpectedly smooth.

Inferred from the size of the footprints on the ground, this should be a woman pretending to be a man.

It's just that the man lowered his head and propped his chin, and he couldn't see the whole picture.

That's all Robin observed.

"You... Who is it? Robin just stood in the doorway and didn't continue to approach.

Ovia stood up, this action pushed the chair to make a friction sound, Robin watched her approach him, immediately took a step back a little nervously, and grabbed the doorknob with his hand, so that the other party stopped at a relatively safe distance.

"Nicole Robin, O'Hara remnant of the party, able to read the text of history, wanted by the world government for twenty years." Ovia did not answer Robin's question, and even more closed about her identity, but elaborated, "Twenty years ago with the help of Sauro, O'Hara survived from the Demon Slaying Order. "

Sauro... How do you know the name? Robin wasn't surprised that his identity as an O'Hara remnant was revealed.

After all, it is a well-known thing, and it doesn't even take a deep investigation to know it all.

But few people know what Sauro helped him.

After all, as a vice admiral, Sauro's actions are a serious stain in the eyes of the navy, and there are almost no people who know that he helped him in this matter.

Thinking of this, Robin's voice couldn't help but tremble, "What kind of person are you?"

"Like you, scholar of O'Hara."

Ovia sighed and took out a book and a chart from the inner pocket of the innermost clothes, the book was simply bound, a little rough, and the chart was also a little missing corners.

Robin's gaze was fixed on it, and the dim kerosene lamp illuminated the room, but the text of history on this booklet without a cover was clearly visible.

“...... This is?

Ovia handed the booklet to Robin, "This is the nine historical texts I printed earlier, and I think you should be very interested in it."

Robin was surprised, after all, that kind of thing is not something that ordinary people can collect. The other party can come up with this kind of thing, and the identity of O'Hara scholar is also a little more credible.

Robin was indeed very interested in the booklet, and after hearing what was written in the booklet, the desire in his heart was even more difficult to suppress.

It's just that she didn't reach out to take it, but asked unusually calmly: "Why did you find me?" And why did you give this to me?

Ovia withdrew her hand and was stunned for a few seconds before she spoke: "Before answering you, let me... Hug you?

Robin looked puzzled, she couldn't figure out for a moment what the connection was between the hug and the text of history, she was tempted to refuse, all these years of experience made her reluctant to get too close to others.

For a while, silence took control of the room.

"Didn't... It's okay, that's not important. Ovia suddenly smiled, still saying in a deliberately low voice, "You take this."

Ovia said as she shoved her pamphlets and charts into Robin's hands.

"In any case, please believe that I have no malicious intentions."

Robin nodded, "I trust you to be able to come up with this kind of thing." Unlike

just now, Ovia became extremely serious, "Robin, you are a genius, and some of these historical texts have not been deciphered.

Robin flipped through two pages with a lot of notes marked on them, but there were indeed some words that he didn't recognize, "You give this

to me..."

Ovia interrupted her, slightly incoherent, "I want you to help me continue to interpret it, you won't refuse, right?"

"Of course it's no problem, that's my dream too."

"If you want to interpret historical texts, you need a comfortable environment to study them, otherwise you will not be fruitful."

"What are you trying to express?"

"Let's go to that island!" Ovia pointed to the chart, "That's the uninhabited island I found in the West Sea, as long as you do research on that island, don't worry about food or water, don't worry about the navy, and don't worry about someone disturbing you."

Robin stared at the chart in his hand, and Ovia's somewhat anxious words kept coming into his ears, and his previous memories gradually emerged.

O'Hara's experience is by no means a good memory, whether it was her mother's departure, or being bullied by her peers, until O'Hara was wiped off the map by the demon slaughter order, and parted with her mother in tears, separated from life and death.

Those memories are deeply imprinted on the bones, always reminding themselves that they are a person who is not recognized by the world.

In Robin's understanding, only the scholar in the all-knowing tree is his relative, but it is obvious that there is no person in front of O'Hara's scholar.

She can't accept this kindness, if she is involved with the person in front of her, then no matter what her true identity is, she will be spurned by the world like herself.

"I thank you, but I'm not going."

Ovia was a little anxious, but still suppressed her excitement and asked uneasily: "Why?" As soon as you get there, you're safe.

Robin shook his head and returned the chart with a smile, "I didn't embark on this path so that I could live a stable life in the future, I want to know what happened in that blank hundred years, not only for myself, but also to fulfill my mother's last wish."

Ovia's eyes were lowered, and her already covered face could not see her expression now, but her tone was not as low as just now, "This world will not allow you to do this."

Robin smiled and ruffled his hair, and said quite freely: "It's okay, I have adapted to this life, and I will continue to live like this in the future."

"I have accepted the text of history, and the chart is returned to you." Although I don't know who you really are, please don't look for me again, I don't want to see you again, I will also help you erase the mark you left in this city, and never leave that mark in the future.

"If nothing else, I'll go."

"Robin!" Ovia didn't look up, "Can't you be obedient..."

Robin waved his hand, making sure that the person in front of him had no more movement, and opened the door with a smile.

Moonlight sneaked in, then escaped through the window, and the room returned to darkness.

Ovia sat on the ground without a look, the dusty floor rubbing her clothes dirty, tears dripping from her eyes, first filling her sunglasses and then her fists.

What echoed in my ears was Robin's firm and decisive answer just now.

"World Government! I absolutely! Absolute! Definitely won't let you go! "

Hades... Must find that! "