One Piece's Exile

He gritted his teeth and nodded vigorously at Gran.

The author has something to say: Erxiu

Sanxiu

☆, hibiscus flower dance

"How much do you want to kill him?"

Gran pressed the young man next to him who wanted to rush out, and whispered in the young man's ear while lowering his voice.

"Hate to the bone."

The young man's belief reassured Gran, and he dripped the antidote into the young man's eyes.

Soon, the purple smoke that troubled the soldiers dissipated, and he clearly saw the culprit who killed his lover not far away.

After confirming his obsession, Gran let go of the hand holding the young man's head, and took out a bottle filled with scarlet liquid.

It's his own blood.

Carefully sprinkled on the hibiscus flowers buried in the soil, the snow-white petals gradually turned bright red, and the blood continued to seep, crawling towards other petals as if alive.

In this way, more and more petals were stained with blood one after another, forming a magnificent scene.

"You're done, Collander."

Gran murmured.

"A Sea of ​​Thorns and Flowers."

After Gran finished reading, the soil where the petals were originally buried suddenly burst up, and then thorns and thorns rose up one after another.

The sharp point at the top of the thorn is a dark purple liquid that looks extremely poisonous.

Colander obviously didn't expect these situations to happen. He originally planned to kill all the soldiers who could resist here, and then took the hostages and left the island.

But this kid who came out of nowhere and called himself an alchemist has completely broken his plan.

"damn it."

Keland made a flame to burn the thorns and vines, observing where the kid was hiding.

"When I finish burning your little tricks, I will show you what real alchemy is."

Gran hid behind a tree not far away, and when he heard this, the corners of his mouth grinned very arrogantly, as if he had heard a big joke and wanted to laugh but tried to hold back.

"Really..."

He gave the young man a look, the young man swallowed, rolled over and hid behind another tree.

"rest assured."

Gran smiled heartily at the young man. Seeing this bright smile, the young man seemed to feel that he had been encouraged, and his trembling hands were no longer so severe.

The young man held the gun in his right hand, pressed his index finger to the trigger, and closed his left eye tightly.

"boom!"

The bullet was stopped by the flames.

Colander's gaze was fixed on this direction.

"You're done, brat."

The flame in Kelland's hand stabbed at the tree like flying, with a loud bang, the big tree collapsed, and the young man behind the tree had already fainted from fright.

"Tsk, it's useless."

Because of the fainting of the youth, the thorny obsession with the hibiscus flower as the carrier weakened, and there was no previous threat.

Calculating that the time was almost up, Gran drew his knife and walked out from behind the tree.

"Mr. Colander, the alchemist, you have been poisoned."

Gran looked at him sarcastically.

Kelland looked at Gran in disbelief, then turned to look at the young man who fell to the side.

"For an alchemist, I want as much of this inferior antidote as I want."

"Oh, really..."

Gran stopped talking nonsense, he raised the knife with his right arm, and the silver blade reflected the silver-white moonlight like bloodthirsty.

"So..."

Gran approached Keland, swung the knife with one hand, and cut through the flames extremely quickly.

Koland found that the flames that had been chopped off could not attack again, he coped with it in panic a few times, and Gran caught the loophole soon.

At this moment, he could no longer put on that conceited and supercilious smile.

"Jihe."

Gran swung the knife sideways in front of him, then pressed all his strength and jumped up.

Slash in the air.

When the toe of Gran's boots landed, there was a muffled sound of stepping on the soil, followed by the loud sound of the man behind him falling to the ground.

The surrounding flames gradually stopped burning.

Gran straightened out his half-length blond hair that was blown by the wind, turned around in his black boots, and stared coldly at the man who was disabled on the ground with his gray-blue eyes.

"Why my flame...cough...can't be regenerated."

The man groaned in pain.

"Not only living things in this world can be poisoned. As an alchemist, you can't even understand the laws of this world."

Gran snorted softly, and put away the snow-white blade.

Under the moonlight, his blond hair was calm and dazzling as if it had been washed.

Gran stood there for a while, letting the evening wind blow his face.The surrounding soldiers gradually discovered this place. They tied up Keland and escorted him out of the forest.

Gran sighed slightly, he stretched out his arms to pick up the unconscious young man, and took him back to the town with some difficulty.

The author has something to say: Erxiu

Sanxiu

This little brother who wants to avenge his girlfriend is also quite miserable...

I suddenly had a bold idea.

☆, dance