[Pirates] All the nobles and horses should die

I think Sengoku should be jumping angrily in the office now?You can't blame him, after all, I'm too smart!

It was written in my diary that the corners of Shanks’ mouth twitched as he watched from the sidelines. I’ve seen a narcissist, but I’ve never seen such a narcissist!

Yes, now we have left the Chambord Islands, sent Ace back to Whitebeard's ship, and warned him that if he dares to go to Blackbeard alone again, he will be killed!

Then, just me, Shanks, and Cecil went to find Joss and Ryan.

"This island is really nice!" Shanks said with emotion.Indeed, there is no such island on the map, and the base occupies a very favorable terrain, and there is no shortage of resources, which is really good.

"Lilith, long time no see." Sabo came out to pick us up. "Is this your son? Can I give you a hug?"

My eyes lit up, and I handed Cecil to him directly, "Great, I'm saved! Cecil will be handed over to you first!"

"Huh?" Sabo was confused.

And Shanks couldn't help complaining silently in his heart, is it really okay to dislike his son like this!

It's really not that I don't want to hug Cecil, it's just...he's too noisy!If you don't believe me, just look at Saab!Now Cecil has climbed on top of his head, pulling his hair tightly and refusing to let go!Just looking at Sabo's distorted face hurts me so much!

I sighed and walked straight to the top floor of the base.There they are waiting for me!

"Bang!" The door of the command room was kicked open by me. Ignoring Long's contemptuous eyes, I went straight to the main seat and sat down, raising my legs, "Where are my parents?"

The dragon didn't answer me, but turned his gaze to the two boxes on the shelf.

I suddenly had a bad feeling, "What do you mean!"

"Last year, your father fell ill and passed away..."

... I was stunned, and then I was so angry that I couldn't restrain it. I suddenly flipped the table, and everything on the table fell off, "I x your uncle! Only ghosts will believe you!"

Long just glanced at me, then continued to stare at the painting on the wall, "Believe it or not!"

I calmed down and sat back in my chair, "What about Ryan?"

"She passed away the last time you met more than 20 years ago."

"Impossible! In the East China Sea, a thousand-year-old dragon told me that they are still alive!"

……

"Well, I know what's going on..." Joss' ability is to control memory, how could I forget? "That's it...then I don't seem to have anything to ask of you...we don't owe each other any more."

"Well, the deal is over." These were the last words Long gave me, and after he finished speaking, he asked someone to come in and clean up the room, which was to let me out!

I stared at the dragon for a long time, as if trying to understand something, I turned around and left.

"Aren't you going to take this away?" Long pointed to the two boxes.I shook my head, "No need!"

Long rarely laughed, "I just said it's superfluous..."

In the lobby downstairs, Shanks and Sabo seemed to be having a good chat.

"Huh? Did you come down so soon? I still want to drink and chat with Brother Sabo!"

I looked bad, "Oh? You mean it's not the right time for me to come down?"

The hair on Shanks' back immediately stood up, "No! We can go now!"

Sabo kept sending us to the shore, "Be careful!"

"Yeah!" I turned around and smiled at Sabo, and by the way looked back at the figure hidden behind the window.

I know, Joss isn't dead yet, he just doesn't want to see me.

Although I don't remember some of the events of that year, I can roughly guess them.

Greed Island... Joss and Ryan lived in seclusion there. Because of our intrusion, the Navy discovered this place, and Akainu would naturally disclose it to Roswald. Ryan should have been killed because of this.Joss loves Ryan so much, he must hate me, and he should not want to see me. . . . . .

"Chirp~" Shanks hugged Cecil, let him kiss me, and asked, "What's wrong?"

I looked at Shanks, and after showing him all the hair, I said, "It's okay, it's okay!"

"Shanks," I looked at the sky and called softly. "how?"

"When we get old, let's find a small island and live in seclusion there!"

Shanks stared at me blankly, and after a while, "Okay! It's just the two of us."

Unknowingly, Shanks and I's faces are getting closer and closer, our lips are only a centimeter away, and we can feel each other's breath, without any extra words, just kiss quietly.

On the other side of the boat, Cecil looked at us both resentfully, and crawled over, begging for a hug. . . . . .

The author has something to say: this is the end of the full text, thank you for not giving up on this poorly written article.And there are more than one BUG, ​​thank you for pointing it out to me, although I am too lazy to change it.Finally, thanks again to all readers who have read this article

ps: I will add other articles in the future, but I need to save some manuscripts, so I will come out to meet you in the summer vacation

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