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"Ace, how is your domineering practice?"

Angor gnawed on the chicken leg he snatched from Ace, and asked Ace with squinted eyes.

"Don't tell me you haven't practiced at all."

The tone was threatening.

"Practiced, practiced! Of course I practiced!"

Ace raised his hand in surrender.

"I prove it."

Malcolm raised his hand lazily.

"In the past two months, Ace has often asked us to help him train his domineering, where did we know it when we were still wondering about him..."

"Yes Yes!"

Ace nodded vigorously.

"I can now control the two-color domineering!"

"Oh?"

Angor was naturally very interested in Ace's progress. He quickly solved the chicken leg, clapped his hands and stood up.

"Although it has been four months since you started training Baqi, this little improvement is nothing..."

"Well, let me see the results of my studies."

Angel looked down at Ace with a confident smile on his lips.

"Pure body technique, dare you?"

"What's not to dare!"

Ace jumped up straight away, taking a stance.

"bring it on!"

"Hey, Ace, you can't do it!"

"Yes! Hurry up, hurry up!"

"No Road Race!"

Ace dodged an attack from Angor in a little embarrassment, but there was a smile on his face that made others inexplicable.

Obviously at a disadvantage, why can he smile so brightly.

Because it's just at a disadvantage.

Yes, Ace can laugh so much just because he's at a disadvantage.

Because in the past, Ace didn't have the ability to deal with Angor even if it was pure body skills, and every time he was simply abused.

But this time, it's different.

He can occasionally avoid Angor's attack, and he can kick Angor's body.

The gap is already narrowing.

Ace has never felt this so clearly.

Maybe, I can really wait until the day I stand in front of you!

The confidence that had been abused by Angor for more than ten years finally flourished again, making Ace's eyes sparkle.

"Okay, that's it."

Angor caught another straight punch from Ace and ended the fight with a smile.

"Eh? Stop fighting."

That tone, that's called a resentment.

It feels like the dog's ears are going to droop...

"I know everything I want to know, so naturally there is no need to continue."

Angor rubbed Ace's head habitually, although outsiders always seemed to have a sense of disobedience due to the height difference.

"There is a lot of progress! Keep working hard!"

Then Margao said that he seemed to see the dog's tail that was about to shake and break.

No eyes, no eyes.

"Everyone in the Whitebeard regiment is in trouble too. Training this guy must be very difficult."

"Well, Ace is considered talented."

Marco replied with half-closed eyes and a smile.

"Hee hee, isn't it?"

Angel also felt a sense of pride when he heard others praise his brother.

"Speaking of which, where does Angel live tonight?"

Ace looked up at the sky.

It's getting late.

"As for the residence, there are guests on the second floor... Ugh!"

Before the simple and honest Joz could finish his sentence, Marco gagged his mouth.

"There's Ace's room on the second floor where you can live. It just so happens that Ace's room has an empty bed, right?"

After speaking, he began to wink at Ace.

Ace:? ? ?

Well, but since Margaux said so, let's do it.

"Let's go Angel, go to my room."

Whitebeard looked at the harmonious backs of Ace and Angel, and then saw the relieved Margao, expressing that he seemed to understand something.

"Gu la la la la."

White Beard laughed a few times for no apparent reason, and drank the wine again.

After all, it is an older man with richer life experience and a white beard.

"Oh, the captain's treatment is not bad."

Angor sat on the bed in Ace's room and turned up and down.

"So soft~"

"Yeah, I didn't pay much attention."

Ace also sat on the bed, and patted the soft mattress in Angel's mouth.

"I don't pay much attention to these things."

Angel looked at Ace's upper body and the eye-catching white beard mark on his back, and smiled in relief.

"I didn't expect you to accept Whitebeard so quickly."

Ace froze for a moment, then a soft smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Maybe it's because I long for that fatherly love."

"After all, I have been taken care of by you since I was a child, and later Sabo and Luffy are my most important brothers."

Ace's right hand touched his left arm, where the bond between their brothers was engraved.

"I used to wonder what fatherly love would be like, but I couldn't find the answer."

"But now, I've found it."

Ace lowered his head slightly, recalling the past not so long ago.

"Tolerance, love, and strength, this is how my father feels to me. I think this is the foundation of fatherly love."

"It is completely different from the help and trust between brothers."

"Just like Margao said, because he called our son and gave us a family, we are willing to call him father."

Angel listened quietly, but for some reason, he just felt a little panicked in his heart.

Ace has already found his family. After that, will he spend less and less time with me?

A little, lonely.

"Ah, that's right."

Ace's sudden voice interrupted Angel's moment of sadness.

"I asked Dad what he thought of Roger."

Compared with before, Ace is undoubtedly much calmer now when he mentions the name Roger, and there will no longer be mindless disgust.

"Dad said he was a fool with too many things in his heart. He gave up everything for others. He didn't look like a pirate at all."

Ace frowned slightly and scratched his chin.

"I have no idea what this means, Angel, do you know?"

I know.

D's will, the text of history, these gates of life to change the world were firmly held in Roger's hands, and passed on after his death.

For others, for the world.

"do not know."

Angel smiled and shook his head.

After all, these are not things that "he" should know.

"Do you think Whitebeard is right?"

"Father's words should be right."

Ace is very firm now.

"Then, go and try to understand for yourself."

Angel lay down on the bed and closed his eyes.

"You are still too young now, maybe you will understand when you have more experience."

"Okay, it's getting late, go to bed early."

Ace still didn't know why, but he himself was not very interested, so he simply lay down on the bed.

Before closing his eyes, he looked at Angel.

The exquisite face less than one meter away brought a dreamy feeling under the moonlight, which stimulated Ace's heart to pound.

"Good night, Angel."

"Good night, Ace."