[Comprehensive] Egg-laying is a philosophy

Hecate's goal in flying to the Alabasta capital was clear, and his plan was simple.

Negotiate with Crowe, and fight as soon as the talk breaks down.

Before leaving, facing the princess’ expectations, Hecate didn’t say that he would put everything on her, but said seriously, “Don’t blindly place your hopes on the pirates who met once, this is your country, yes Bar?."

Weiwei was taken aback for a moment, does this mean that she doesn't intend to help?

"Your name is Weiwei, right? Let me tell you something."

"When you don't know where to go, the best thing to do is to stop and look carefully to get your bearings."

The woman smiled and patted her head, "The more anxious you are, the less clear you will be."

Weiwei looked up at her flying figure, wondering what she was thinking.

The capital, Albana, is still a lively city.

Hecate landed on the edge of the city, intending to observe along the way.

The country's three consecutive years of drought haven't dampened the active people, who run their lives on their own terms.

"Three years?" Hecate asked passers-by.

This time is about the same as when Crowe came, does it matter...

The passing aunt chatted with her, "Isn't it, life is getting more and more difficult."

"Crow...what do you think about Shichibukai coming to Alabasta?"

The aunt opened the chatter box, "Master Crocodile is a good man, he is indeed the one chosen by the ZF, he helped us solve the harassment of sand thieves and pirates, as well as the recent rebel army, as long as he is around, we will It's all safe."

Hecate would have believed this statement in the past.

It's a pity that such a perfect image made her feel familiar.

——It was almost like facing Doflamingo once.

The traces of performance are too heavy.

Hecate frowned, not knowing how to judge.

"Girl, if you want to see Qiwuhai, I heard that he held the rain banquet."

The aunt was very enthusiastic, and Hecate wanted to say something, but she directly concluded, "Anyway, we in Alabasta don't have any places to attract tourists. They must be here to see sand crocodiles."

"He's our hero."

The middle-aged woman was wearing a headscarf, and some white hair was still showing. She smiled, and wrinkles appeared at the corners of her eyes.

"Alabasta was beautiful before, and one day... we can go back to the past."

Just as he was talking, a person was thrown out of the store. He struggled and grabbed the merchant's collar, screaming hoarsely, "How can the price of fresh water be three times more expensive than before!"

The merchant waved his hand impatiently, "The price has increased."

"The medicine we drink at home needs to be mixed with water. Water is already so much more expensive than medicine. If you continue to increase it, my son will die!"

The businessman is also miserable, the price is added up layer by layer, and he is even more aggrieved, "God's fault, the doctor's fault, don't make things difficult for me as a businessman, pay or get out, don't block people's way of making money."

"Even if there is only one cup? I only buy this money, please!"

The answer is no.

The dismantled water will be lost, and fresh water is already very precious.

The man's cheeks were shriveled, and there was only sorrow and anger in his eyes, "My son has become so ill, neighbors in the neighborhood for so many years, are you really showing no mercy?"

"Do you think I created this water? Be reasonable! Everyone can afford it, why can't you afford it?" The merchant refused to budge, "Go back and borrow money!"

The man knelt down, holding a few crumpled banknotes high in his hand, "Please, without water to drink, my child is going to die—"

"What does that have to do with me!" The businessman slapped him without hesitation.

The banknotes were scattered all over the floor, and the man quickly picked them up one by one, but the businessman was still saying, "I gave you this bucket of water, what am I going to do with my business? The shop has been emptied by you poor ghosts, and the one who will die by then is I!"

Hecate reached out to stop the merchant when he hit the weak one with a broom.

"How much is a bucket of water?"

The merchant was stunned for a moment, and reported the number to this beautiful woman, but opened for business as usual.

Hecate threw the money into his hand, expressionless, "Change."

She was holding water and wanted to hand it to the kneeling man.

The man was still crawling on the ground.

Tears are a luxury, distilling the remaining water in the body, leaving neither salty nor light grief, meaningless.

So thirsty.

The inner anxiety has exhausted the last dignity.

Just die here.

give up.

Why is it so hard to live on...

However, his son is only eight years old.

So he didn't even have the qualifications to die, and he was here to stay.

Merchants unite to speculate the price of fresh water into gold, and most of the profits are still sent to the central city.

Poor places get poorer, and rich places get richer.

The nobility and the royal family are still alive and well in Central City.

Only his son couldn't even drink a sip of water.

What is the king doing!

Such a country... such a ruler...

The man's palm grabbed the soil angrily, hard and not wet.

The land where he was born and raised him has only cracks left by the three-year drought.

He won't cry.

In this country, the rifts quietly created in the hearts of the people are deeper than tears.

The holes in the fissures will seep hatred.

The man raised his head blankly, looking at this strange tall woman.

"Water for you," Hecate said.

"...I don't have money for a bucket of water."

He clenched the banknotes tightly in his hand, his expression full of despair.

The silver-haired woman only told him one thing, "I sell it cheap."

She took out a banknote and walked away under the gaze of the people around her.

The Rain Feast is located in the center of the city. Unlike the poor people in the fringe areas, it is no different from the places Hecate usually sees, and even better.

Entering through the door of the conspicuous crocodile pyramid outside, there is a more luxurious party inside.

The champagne tower is surrounded by richly dressed aristocrats and celebrities, they are socializing, and occasionally place bets to buy and leave.

Those who want to have fun now are of course those who don't have to worry about food and clothing.

They are always irrelevant to the disaster.

Hecate looked at the splashing water beside the decorative fountain at the door, and couldn't tell what it was like.

The doorman in suit and tie bowed his head humbly, "Is there anything I can do for you?"

The woman looked away lightly, "I want to see Crocodile."

The doorman was shocked!

"Let's say Hecate is here."

Soon, she was led into a room deep in the building.

All the way through, tile even covers the ceiling.

The casino is luxuriously decorated, it seems that he is doing well.Hecate thought.

The boss's office is underground.

Looking around, it is full of momentum.

Reception sofas, carved tea tables, teak wood desks, beautiful chairs that can turn, exaggerated furnishings, and what is more conspicuous is the huge sink that you can see when you enter the door.

The three-eyed banana crocodile has grown huge.

Compared with the swimming pool in the small house in Jiudao, Alabasta seems to be more suitable for their growth.

The same goes for the man in front of him.

He was wearing a well-fitting suit, and the muscular lines on his body made the clothes look good.

The golden hook of the left hand rests casually on the knee, and the right hand holds the cigar, which is still familiar to Hecate, the kind he often smokes.

Seeing Hecate standing at the door, the golden hook tapped the table, "Sit."

Crocodile is against the light, the scars on his face, his deep voice, nothing has changed.

He also looked at her.

It seems to be a little thinner, isn't the Moby Whale giving me food?

With a deadpan expression on his face, he must be relaxing after waking up.

Crowe didn't take her cold face seriously, anyway, he would soon talk a lot of nonsense and break such a mask.

He knows her too well.

The man thought of the black bracelet on his wrist, and changed his posture to smoke.

The sleeves are pulled up, the kind that can be seen by her.

He was given all the treasures that Hecate had scooped up when he was pulled from Amor.

A few years ago, he walked away wearing only the bracelet he bought at a roadside stand.

The bracelet is a pair, black and white.

She should understand what it means.

The corner of the man's mouth curled slightly, he extinguished the cigarette, and changed his movements again. He deliberately put his right hand on the table and knocked twice.

"Black tea and donuts?" He was going to ask someone to bring them.

The ring finger is empty, which is a bit abrupt against the gemstone ring next to it.

And the cheap rope bracelet on his wrist was probably the poorest thing Crocodile had ever worn.

Hecate sat across from him and looked at him without opening his mouth.

He couldn't help raising his eyebrows, didn't he notice?

The two looked at each other for a long time, but did not speak.

Crocodile's frown could be used as a washboard.

What a joke, wouldn't you lose if you let him speak first?

Fortunately, Hecate was just studying the wording.

She thought for a long time, and finally asked, "Do you want to be king?"

A word from the woman made him understand the current situation.

"What did you hear?"

Hecate didn't answer, continuing to ask, "What does civil unrest in this country mean to you?"

"...That's why you came here, to ask me a question?"

Crocodile sneered, "Then, I have no obligation to answer."

The magic dragon looked at him disappointedly, "So it's really you."

Still holding the possibility of one in ten thousand, thinking it was a misunderstanding.

This look made him feel uncomfortable, and he clenched his fists.

"Do you know how many people outside have no access to water? Is the drought really just because of dancing fans?"

Hecate was very difficult to accept, "Isn't your goal the sea?"

Being king in a country has never been the goal of sand crocodiles.

she knows.

He has bigger dreams, and he will definitely achieve his own satisfaction. Crowe is such a man.

Her thoughts were clearly written on her face, and Crocodile became calmer, not too stupid.

"Alabasta is not my goal, I'm here for something else."

Ancient weapon, Pluto.

Just one blow can destroy an island, and it has absolute deterrent power.

With this he can handle either Whitebeard or Navy.

But the man only told her, "As long as I get this, I can have absolute power."

That's a lot of candor for Crocodile.

If anyone who knew him was around, he would be surprised. What stimulated the sand crocodile?

But it fit Hecate's impression very well.

Crowe doesn't lie and is straightforward in everything he does.

She used to love that too.

Know the purpose, there is a way to talk.

"I'll find a way to help you get that, and then you restore Alabasta to how it was."

The man chuckled, only she could say such innocent words.

"Take you to meet someone." He stood up without answering.

Hecate frowned and followed.

She hugged Robin tightly, "Long time no see!"

Robin also showed a nostalgic smile, not surprised by her appearance.

"Long time no see, Miss Demon Dragon."

Crocodile glanced coldly at the entwined arms of the two, feeling very unhappy at Nicole Robin's ignorance.

"What about people?"

Robin immediately got into work, "It will arrive soon."

The plan has come to an end, and she doesn't want to cause trouble.

Hecate was seated next to the man.

She could only sit on Crocodile's right at the entire long table, and their knees were about to touch each other.

"...Let me change my position." She was a little uncomfortable.

The man took her hand, his face full of refusal.

"sit down."

Only then did Hecate see the bracelet on his wrist, "This is..."

During the Chinese Valentine's Day fireworks display, the boss made a pair by herself. She said it was very suitable for couples, so she bought it.

The white one had been thrown into the sea by her when she was drunk.

Noticing her gaze, Crocodile tried to keep his expression natural and graceful.

"What? Can't I wear it?"

"I didn't mean that." She waved her hand quickly.

The man looked at her playfully, "It's mine when it's delivered to your door."

I always feel that this is not just about bracelets?Hecate scratched his face and thought of one thing.

"By the way, my aunt told me about your bet."

Crocodile froze.

"...So you're here?"

Coming to him because of this is not a win.

"Then don't worry, I just happened to pass by."

After Hecate explained, he was not happy.

It can be felt that women are trying to draw a line.

"I'm not here to pester you, I just want to say that I also have that medicine. Although I don't have magic scales, I can give you the medicine if you need it."

Entanglement...an interesting word.

Crocodile thinks the term fits them too well.

Being entangled by you until I get a headache, I can only be forced to promise you various things.

Draw a line?Great.

Although I can only think about it, the man's face is not very good no matter what.

"Don't ask me why I didn't take you away." He asked unwillingly.

Mingming cried for a long time while calling.

Is this matter to you... no longer important?

long silence.

He also asked himself why he didn't take you with him...

Because of the Alabasta matter, if you find out, it will definitely disrupt my plan, and it will be very troublesome to tell lies.

Because life is limited, I can't waste it in love and love.

Because Huolong made a bet with me that you just proposed casually, and it will be the same with anyone afterwards.

Because you don't love me.

At least not enough.

Before she asked, the man preemptively said, "Because I don't like you."

As if speaking first can prove something.

And it is another conspiracy theory that believes in the desire to promote before suppressing.

The man thought mischievously that her weeping face should look very pitiful, like a puppy abandoned by its owner, with its tail hanging down.

When the time comes, he will be merciful and comfort her.

If you are really obsessed with him to death and want to be with him, it's not like you won't be given a chance.

"I know."

Hecate's reaction was beyond his expectation.

"What?" Crocodile doubted his ears.

"I know you don't like me."

Molong looked at him calmly, "It doesn't matter, anyway, I don't expect anything from falling in love or getting married, forget about the past, hahaha!"

She smiled and talked about the current situation of the country, hoping that Crowe could apologize to everyone as a hero, and then leave here quietly.

Swallowing all the comforting words, Crocodile suddenly felt that he was dreaming.

He couldn't listen to the serious things Hecate said that he was best at and loved to hear.

Crocodile looked at the bracelet, no matter how he looked at it, it seemed to tell him that he was bound in a cocoon and he was to blame. No matter how you looked at it, it looked like handcuffs made of sea stones.

He is stuck.

Not only does the puppy not feel abandoned.

And happily became a stray dog.

So... what does he do?

Crocodile's plan fell apart.

He tried to get back on track.

Interrupted Hecate, "There will be fireworks at night, stay."

No matter what, I wanted her to see the firework that was just urgently prepared by his subordinates.

After he finished speaking, Hecate was stunned for a moment. After so long, she almost forgot those details.

I just still remember the happiness and loss related to Crowe at that time.

"I didn't come here for this..."

Keeping mentioning these things in the past, it seems that Crowe is very concerned and very upset.

She scratched her head in embarrassment, "Let's talk about it when we meet, and we'll still be friends after that, right? Marco said that everyone in the world is brothers."

He didn't agree with this statement at all, "It seems that you have made friends that I hate."

Hecate shook his head seriously, "If there is a chance, I will introduce you to him, Marko is a nice guy."

It seemed that he thought of something and smiled happily.

Stung by that smile, Crocodile yelled at her impatiently, "Get to the point!"

Hecate was taken aback, "Ah, well, in short, I just want you to stop instigating war. If this continues, the country will be in chaos."

He sneered, thinking it was ridiculous.

"Just because of this?"

Every moment after the separation, he thought that Hecate would appear here immediately.

In these days that can't be considered as waiting, he has become the love brain that he despises the most.

Assimilated by the dragon.

Crocodile roughly tore off the bracelet and threw it in front of her with a ferocious expression as if he was going to eat people. Hecate stared at him in a daze, puzzled.

"Why do you think I will listen to you?"

The man said so.

"Why are you suddenly angry?"

Hecate went to pull his sleeve, and the man reached out and grabbed her shoulder tightly, his strength was a little out of control, Hecate almost thought he wanted to fight.

That's not Crowe's character.

Crocodile asked her, "Is there anything else you want to say to me?"

Hecate was stunned, "It's gone..."

"Let's go." The man looked at her, the suppressed emotions in his eyes surged and almost burst out.

"Go back to the new world, it's more suitable for you to play house and drink at Whitebeard's place."

"Chloe?"

Hecate wanted to say something more, but the man didn't give her a chance.

"The country's fresh water is in a rain feast, and the end is already evident."

The sand crocodile mocked the dragon viciously with his unique smile.

"Alabasta is in my pocket."

After negotiations failed, it rained in Alabasta.

Hecate proved with practical actions, just to give him a step down.

The crowd ran in the magic-controlled local shower area, and knelt around Hecate in excitement.

"It's a goddess! An emissary from heaven!"

"God heard our prayers and asked her to save us!"

"Alabasta is saved!"

Crocodile stopped at the door.

The humid air just a step away seemed to remind him, look, the magic dragon will really mess up your plan.

The despair accumulated for three years turned into hope after she appeared.

His plan was almost on the verge of collapse.

Hecate was indeed a lunatic who didn't play by the rules.

Specially beat him.

She looked shy after being surrounded by people, "It's just a little bit of water, not rain. There is really no moisture in the air, so I can only make these first."

Magic also depends on the elements in reality to play.

It was also here that Hecate discovered how wrong the country's drought was.

Will something like Dancing San have such a profound impact?

She thought of this, and was interrupted by Crocodile's approach.

The man walked to her side holding an umbrella, and suddenly took out the ring, "Stretch out your hand."

Everyone was stunned, and Hecate was also stunned.

"It's Master Crocodile...he knows the goddess..."

"The ring... Could it be..."

"Thank you for everything you do to civilians."

Crocodile lived up to expectations and said, "Marry me."

Marry...marry?With Crowe?

Hecate subconsciously took a step back, the rain drenched her, and the man frowned displeased.

"I……"

He put on the ring directly, took her hand and pulled it into his arms, "We'll talk about it when we go back."

The two left straight away, and the crowd cheered after being stunned.

"The heroes of Alabasta have summoned the goddess!"

"They will protect this country together!"

"It's saved—"

And no water drips from the sky when it's out of their sight.

The man restrained his smile, "Meera, talk to me."

In an instant, Hecate lost consciousness.

To Be Continued.

The author has something to say: The crocodile reacts slowly and is arrogant, and now it has been slapped in the face, and there will be another slap in the face in the next chapter. I can't finish writing this week, and catch up next week~

Thank you Naime~~~

读者“louise”,灌溉营养液+62020-10-1410:30:49

读者“爱吃橘子の燕子”,灌溉营养液+52020-10-1217:39:42