[One Piece] Isano's Rebel

In the depths of the dark and gloomy forest, a few faint fires flickered from time to time.

Ace didn't dare to ignite fires - the large number of ghosts outside the island were easily attracted by the strong light and heat, and he didn't want Adelina to be entangled by the heavy cold and resentment of those guys.

The boots sank into the wet soil, Adelina was led by Ace, and the two moved forward with the faint light of Ace's fingertips.

Tonight's moonlight spreads out a layer of clear and shallow, covering the broad branches and leaves of the ancient trees.

After a few seconds of silence, Adelina frowned slightly, feeling that the shock on the ground became more and more obvious.

She shook Ace's hand, and he shook it back knowingly, then pulled her behind the nearby thick tree trunk.

A sharp roar shook the dark blue night sky.

Like a beast growling.

Accompanied by the sound of falling trees.

It's a pack of wolves.

Ace twitched his lips——

There is no way out now.

Although there is a risk of being entangled by those little ghosts, you can't let the two become a full meal for the hungry wolves, right?

Adeline on the side seemed to understand his plan, she let go of Ace's hand, and put the dagger on her waist.

But as the tremor intensified, Ace felt more and more something was wrong.

The sound of howling wolves was approaching, but he could hear a hint of hastily fleeing from the howling sound one after another——

A chaotic noise was mixed with the wolf's roar.

"The sound of branches breaking." Adelina recognized it immediately. She squinted her eyes to look at the source of the sound, but it was too foggy late at night.She couldn't see very clearly.

Immediately afterwards, a gust of wind swept past unexpectedly, and Ace was almost blindfolded by the blown dead leaves and rubble.

He closed his eyes hard, and when he opened them again, the thick fog was blown away by the wind.

Wounded and dying hungry wolves lay in disorder all around.

Ace seemed to realize something, and suddenly turned around——

Where Adeline had stood, now lay only a few dead leaves, soaked in the wet mud.

At the same time, with the help of Qiqila's air current fruit ability, Bradley relied on his previous experience in sneaking into the castle to steal, and quickly took a shortcut to sneak into the castle again.On the way, he kept silent about the reason for coming this time, and Ren Qiqila questioned him in every possible way, while Bradley still had the attitude of "don't care about adults' affairs and children".

"I'm not young anymore." Qiqila grumbled and complained, "I don't know if Ace and the others have found Bedi..."

Bradley's galloping steps paused for a moment.

"Who are you talking about?" Bradley's face changed suddenly.

"Beddy." Qiqila glanced at him, a little puzzled, "What's the matter?"

Bradley's figure looked a little thin in the dark space, and Qiqila couldn't see his expression clearly, but could only make out his clear voice——

"The Earl of Scrooden is so kind... dare to send a threatening letter to the Whitebeard Pirates?"

Although the voice was very low, Qiqila still heard his words clearly in the silent space——

"You mean, Lord Scrooden kidnapped Beddy and sent you a threatening letter?"

Qiqila reacted extremely quickly and immediately straightened out the logic.

They didn't receive the so-called threatening letter, they just found here by following the previous clues.

And Bradley he-

Before the words fell, a deep and hoarse voice sounded from the other side of the dark room, somewhat indistinct, "I haven't seen you for a long time—His Royal Highness the Thief Prince."

The man sat in the dark, unable to see his face at all.But judging from the sound, it probably wasn't too young either.

Bradley immediately put away his cold expression just now, and resumed his usual laughing expression, "Hi, Mr. Earl."

His tone was so relaxed, as if he didn't see the crippled Beddy struggling in mid-air.

"A look of familiarity." The old earl snorted coldly, and stopped talking nonsense, "Have you brought what I want?"

"Of course." Bradley calmly took out a small cloth bag from his backpack and spread it in the palm of his hand—

"Here, I'll give you back what you asked for. Is it time to let him go?"

The old earl didn't speak - Chichira felt his gaze shooting from the depths of the darkness, approaching the small and exquisite cloth bag.

With the meaning of scrutiny, it is gloomy and cold.

"Get someone to help shrink it, and after you take your precious bones out of it, it will return to its original shape." Bradley didn't care about the old earl's indifference, and casually held the bag in his hand After weighing it twice, "It seems that Mr. Earl, you haven't seen the outside world for too long."

The old earl sneered, and took the small cloth bag thrown by Bradley.

"I'm old, and I haven't seen the outside world for a long time. I didn't expect that the brat who only knows how to steal has now become His Royal Highness."

Bradley's calm mask was completely shattered by the old earl's next words.

"I know you have a lot of contacts, little devil, but in order to return something, you have to spend a lot of time finding someone to shrink that bone—"

"You really value 'escape coward Beddy'? His Royal Highness Prince Bradley."

Bradley's face sank in an instant.

The crippled Beddy, who was hung in the air, turned pale in an instant.

The old earl didn't care, and stated in a contemptuous tone——

"Escaping from the dead, ruining the country and destroying the family - at the most desperate moment in life, I received the news that my father's most loyal servant - 'Beddi' joined the Whitebeard Pirates and was doing well, Your Highness , do you dare to say that you don't have a trace of resentment in your heart?"

Qiqila on the side stared wide-eyed, looking at Beddy in disbelief.

"Rommel's psychic, you know too much."

"Your Highness, how many lonely ghosts on this island come from your country, I don't tell you, you should be clear, right?"

……

Messy and heavy breathing.

And the crisp sound of the sword falling to the ground.

Adelina stood up straight, clenched the sapphire dagger in her hand.

His gaze was glued to the handsome man in front of him with disheveled blond hair and blood-stained white shirt.

Even though her palms were sweating, she was still able to face the man in front of her with a calm and self-possessed attitude——

The one who cut down half a forest and almost slaughtered a whole pack of wolves, "Rommel Weasel".

Cavendish's second personality.

Just now when she had fought several moves, she knocked the saber in his hand away - at this moment, his steps were disorganized and he staggered towards her.

Even though he lost the weapon he was using, the aura around him was still extremely aggressive.

The charming eyes under the golden bangs are now full of dangerous aggression.

As a friend, Adelina is unwilling to hurt Cavendish—even if he has lost the consciousness of the No. 1 grid at this moment.

But if the opponent insisted on attacking, she had to fight back.

At this time, he suddenly murmured something in a low voice, but Adelina, who was tense, didn't hear it clearly, and looked at the expression on this guy's face suspiciously.

"……why?"

Intermittent syllables, like a wronged accusation.

The nonsensical question made her freeze in place.

what why?

At that moment, he rushed forward with a stride, and slashed down with a knife in his hand—but Adelina reacted faster, and the moment he tried to grab the dagger in his hand, the sharp blade with a cold light was already lying across his neck.

He didn't dodge at all, but moved closer to her.

Those dangerous eyes stared at her without blinking.

They were so close that he could almost feel her warm breath, so close that Adeline's hand holding the knife trembled slightly.

Is this guy crazy? !

A little further, her knife is about to cut his throat——

Adeline held the knife in one hand and tried to push Cavendish away with the other.

But at this moment, his strength is extremely strong, and she can't help him with one hand at all.

Cavendish got closer and closer, seeing that his delicate neck skin was about to touch the sharpest side of the blade, she gritted her teeth, pulled the knife away at a fast speed, and threw it back into the cowhide bag at her waist——

At that moment, the man's straight nose almost rubbed against the tip of her nose.

This gesture was ambiguous and dangerous. Seeing that it was impossible to push, Adelina directly raised her hand——

"Ah, you..." His warm breath hit her face.

At the same time as the next sentence ended, she used [-]% of her strength to hit his chest directly——

"Why, can't you like me?"

Just as he was about to kiss the woman in front of him, Cavendish was blown away by Adelina's strong palm wind, and he flew backwards into the air, slamming into the thick tree trunk behind him.

The dead leaves fell to the ground, and when they shook, they made a rustling sound.

Adelina froze in place.

The man raised his white wrist, smoothed his hair casually, and the corner of his mouth curled up in a charming arc—as if he had expected her to attack and planned not to fight back.

His tone faltered for a moment, then returned to calm——

"This expression is really cute, little Dinah."

Those breathtaking eyes stared straight at her, with undisguised fascination and admiration.

Adeline's mind went blank for a moment, and then she regained her composure. While coping calmly, she tried to straighten out her thoughts—

"When... did you wake up?"

"Wake up?" His tone rose slightly, "I haven't 'woke up' yet, little Dinah."

Adelina was shocked——

"You're so cute, you."

"But it's also possible that I haven't seen you for a long time. You confused me with that 'Pirate Prince'—of course it's not your fault. It was suppressed in the body and prevented me from coming out to breathe."

A wicked smile appeared on those unparalleled handsome faces.

"Think about it—"

"You saw it for the first time, and later went to the Whitebeard Pirates to make a big fuss."

"It's always... been me."

The author has something to say:

I thought it would be interesting if it was Cavendish's second personality who liked Dinah.

But as I wrote it, I felt an inexplicable feeling of chills behind me hahaha

The next chapter of "The Third Personality of the White Horse" will probably end, and then continue with various short stories and interesting daily routines