good brother

"Are you the Commander Angel of the Navy Headquarters?"

Ten minutes later, Angel pulled his car of prey, followed a certain soldier, and arrived in front of the commander of the siege mission.

"Yes, but I'm currently on vacation."

"Is there any evidence?"

After all, the commander is just the chief of the Xihai branch. Although he has heard about the name of Angel from the headquarters, he doesn't know the appearance of the other party.

Moreover, the revolutionary army did not disguise itself once or twice.

The commander watched as the person in front of him who was two heads shorter than him took out a phone bug and dialed a number.

"What is it, is it the Warring States Sang?"

"Where are you bastard now!"

"Bar card."

Warring States: (╯－＿－)╯╧╧

"Can this be used as evidence?"

Angor raised his head with a smile.

"Hello, Colonel Angel."

The commander gave a military salute.

Although they are both chiefs, the branch is one level lower than the headquarters, and Angel is his boss.

"No, no, I'm on vacation now."

Angor waved his hand.

"Excuse me, did Commander Angel see any suspicious people in the woods?"

"suspicious?"

Angel touched the bar and thought for a while.

"No, I saw a few hunters on the first day, but I didn't see anyone in the next two days."

"yes."

The commander was silent for a while, and pointed at the mountain of prey that Angel was pulling.

"Then, can we examine your prey?"

"Well, please."

Angel turned sideways to get out of the way, and a few sailors started rummaging around.

The mountain-like prey was divided into piles, but there was no abnormality throughout.

In the end, only one giant bear remained.

"Report to Colonel! No abnormalities were found."

"Now, can I go?"

Angel leaned against the big tree next to him with his head in his arms.

The commander didn't seem to give up, he walked around the bear, but still didn't find anything unusual.

"……it is good."

The commander let go, and the sailors carefully piled up the prey again.

"Thanks."

Angel pulled the car away and waved his hand.

"You can come to me for barbecue at night."

"Hey you."

"Yes!"

The commander watched as Angor's figure disappeared from sight.

"Go and follow him."

Angel just swaggered with a cart of prey and walked in the small town at night.

The barbecue festival makes the whole town brightly lit, and the smell of meat and the shouts of vendors are wafting around.

Angel walked into an inconspicuous alley, turned his head slightly, and looked at the little sea soldier behind him under the cover of a hood.

"Ah, it's too troublesome to pull like this."

Angel said something deliberately, and then waved his hand, and all the prey in the car flapped their wings and flew into the sky.

"Nah, Nani?"

Numerous prey were flying around Angor, and the messy feathers confused the sailor's sight.

"Snapped……"

Hearing the inaudible sound of closing the door, the corners of Angel's mouth curled up.

"It's so much easier."

After finishing speaking, he left the trailer behind, took a slew of prey flying in the sky, and walked to the barbecue place of the barbecue master under the surprised eyes of countless passers-by.

"Grandpa, according to the agreement, I'm back with prey! Roast them all!"

"Ouch, the smell of blood is all over my nose."

Krall sat on the floor in the dark room and threw the blood-stained blanket aside.

"Ah, how disgusting."

"No idea."

Sabo also threw the blanket aside and began cleaning his own wounds.

"After all, we have been driven to a desperate situation. Thank God for being able to escape. It's just hiding in the bear's belly for a while, it's no big deal."

"Admiral Angel Angel is the only commander of the mobile force at the Navy Headquarters. Karp's grandson, he is young, but powerful, and has a good relationship with the Navy's top management."

"...Is this Angel really your brother?"

Krall was silent for a while, looked up at Sabo and asked.

An important person in the navy, is he really the brother of the revolutionary army staff officer?

"……I have no idea."

Sabo leaned against the wall, looking up.

"I only know that I must know him, but what is our relationship, to be honest, I don't think of it at all."

For the first time in five years, he was hugged defenselessly by someone.

However, he forgot everything about that person.

"However, he has no reason to lie to me, after all, he has helped us in this way."

For the first time, Sabo began to have the idea of ​​​​recovering his memory.

After all, in the past five years, memory loss has had no effect on his life.

But now, he doesn't want to disappoint others' feelings for him.

"Sabo, if you really get your memory back...will you quit the Revolutionary Army?"

Claire hesitated for a long time before saying this.

"will not!"

This time, Saab gave a very positive answer.

"No matter what I wanted to do when I was a child, I will never forget what I saw and heard after I was ten years old."

"I want to change this wrong world."

"So, I will not withdraw from the revolutionary army, don't worry."

Sabo smiled and rubbed Krall's head.

"Don't worry, Claire."

"I... I'm not worried!"

"You're blushing."

"No Road Race!"

"...Sabo, what's wrong with you."

Two hours later, Angel came to this small darkroom with a pack of barbecue.

"No, nothing..."

Sabo was wearing a bag on his head, his heart was bleeding.

Angor looked at Sabo suspiciously, and then at Klar who was drawing circles beside him, with a confused look on his face.

"This darkroom is not bad, I only used it once a while ago, I didn't expect to be able to use it again, lucky~"

Angor checked Sabo's injury again, and after confirming that there was nothing wrong, he began to explain the situation to them.

"... Well, I just came to inform you that the navy has searched the forest, and I have dealt with the prey here, and they are no longer watching. They should evacuate tomorrow, although some people will remain Continue to search, but it should not be considered a threat to you."

"Well, thank you, Angel."

"It's nothing, you don't have to thank me, Sabo."

Angel pulled a chair and sat down, took out some barbecue.

"If you really want to thank me, then cooperate with me to remember the past."

"Come on, try it, the top-notch barbecue."

"Thanks... no, that cooperation?"

Sabo suppressed the thank you that he had blurted out, gave half of the barbecue to Krall, and looked at Angel suspiciously.

"Half a month, I want to borrow half a month of your time."

Angel smiled and looked at Sabo.

"I will use half a month to let you recall everything, Sabo."

"At that time, I will beat you again to vent my anger!"

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Shoutout to my readers...

Ten people a month, Jia Gengyi said that this time there will be ten people in less than a day!

You are murder!murder!

... There is one more change at nine o'clock... I feel like my body is being hollowed out...

The following is what I thought of when chatting with people in the group yesterday.

Simply put, it's my feelings for Ace!

Show it to everyone as a small theater!

On that day, you suddenly fell down.

In the arms of your dearest brother, you closed your eyes with a smile.

I reached out and touched you on the screen.

A faint temperature came from the screen that had been working for a long time.

Are you dead?

No, I don't believe it.

You'll still be smiling and lying on the deck basking in the sun tomorrow, won't you?

You'll still unleash your brightest flames in battle tomorrow, won't you?

You're still going to hate the name Gore D. Roger tomorrow, aren't you?

You will be pleasantly surprised to meet your younger brother in the new world, right?

You're going to beat Sabo up for losing his memory, won't you?

You will lead the Whitebeard Pirates to adventure in the new era, right?

You see, I can imagine all your futures, so can I also believe that it is a reality.

Can I say with a smile, "Bon voyage."

Because, you are still alive.

In my heart, in my fantasy, in my hope.

You are still adventuring in the new world, Ace.

You are having a party with your partner.

You're messing around with the buddies that got to see each other.

You are burning your enemies with flames.

Look, you used Emperor Yan!

What kind of adventure will the next island have?

Judging by the look on your face, you must be looking forward to it.

The new-look Moby Dick has set sail.

See you on the next island, Ace.

bon voyage~