"Pirate" Cora Dream of Drunk Hearts

When I saw Rossindi again, he was pushed into the palace meeting room by Torrebol and Diamanti.

Embarrassed.

This short idiom is enough to describe his current image.It's just that the dust on the body is more than the wound. It can be seen that the Don Quixote family is responsible for entertaining him, and the way of hospitality is very 'polite'.

Of course, these all stem from the order given by Doflamingo, who is the king himself - to bring the little crow that sneaked into the king's city intact.

No arms or legs missing, above the neck.Well, that's the definition of 'intact' these rough men.

"Fufurfur, my dear brother."

The low laughter of the man on the throne made people unable to hear the joy or anger, but the blue veins popping up on his forehead showed his existence uninvited, and also expressed his inner displeasure on behalf of his master.

However, it didn't take long for Doflamingo to loosen his furrowed brows, and an emotion called excitement gradually crept up the corners of his upturned mouth.

"I haven't seen you for three years, Corazon."

As if he was seriously recalling the details, his tone was calm and steady, but he didn't know how much unknown noise and anger were implied under this calmness.

"Fufurfur, at that time you naively thought that ordinary doctors could cure Luo's disease."

His laughter grew louder, mixed with a ferocious, chilling malice, and even the continuous feathers of the pink coat on his shoulders trembled in unison.

"As a wise general, the Warring States Marshal has only taught you how to dream for so many years!"

"Even now it was thought that the country could be saved."

"Do you really think they want to be rescued!"

"Those lowly fools are looking forward to being enslaved!"

"Fufurfurfur, you are so... so naive as to be ridiculous!" He held his forehead with one hand, and raised his head slightly to block the view below. The half-kneeling Rossindi who was pushed down in the hall could only see He flaunted his slit mouth.

Suddenly, the laughter stopped abruptly.

He stopped his voice abruptly, got up and kicked the person in front of him flying, with such force that he knocked the wall behind him into a cobweb shape before he could barely stop.

Unable to resist the temptation of gravity, the broken stones that had escaped from the matrix fell down from the gaps in Rosindi's side, raising a layer of dust and filling the air.

Seeing him coughing up blood and struggling to push away the stones on his body and crawling out, gritted his teeth and looked at him sharply, Doflamingo's mood finally improved, and he raised his hand to Pica beside him. He ordered: "Go and bring her."

It was at this time that Momo was called in. From the moment he came in, he looked business-like and fixed his eyes. It was just that the pale complexion and the tiredness between the brows caused by long-term malnutrition were hard to cover up, and there was also a persistent appearance. The natural state hangs down on the left arm.

It was the slender arm that wrapped around his neck when he held her by the hips and picked her up.

He was hurt too...

From the moment she pushed the door and came in, Rossindi never took his eyes off her.

So he also noticed that there was no him in the other party's eyes at all, and even the first casual glance was like seeing a stranger, and he withdrew it expressionlessly before the time to breathe.

That indifferent look was like a deadly weapon, stimulating his nerves all the time.

Squeeze, crush.

Every cell in the body seemed to be screaming.

At that moment, he couldn't even feel the flow of blood, couldn't feel the uncontrollable stiffness of his body, and couldn't hear the endless noise around him.

His ears seemed to be covered with a thick layer of wallpaper, and the sounds from the outside world sounded muffled after filtering through the barriers. The surge of energy and blood made his brain unable to automatically connect the languages ​​he had mastered since he was a child into a complete sentence , the only thing that penetrated into my ears clearly was the sound of a drum-like heartbeat.

"Bang bang, bang bang."

And the source of this sound - the hot part of the left chest, is talking every minute and every second, and is screaming hoarsely.

pain!

He didn't realize that his breathing stopped for a moment, but his body's instinctive reaction made him subconsciously hold his breath. During the short suffocation, scenes of time-lapse images appeared in his mind.

When we met for the first time, she pretended to be playful and impatient.

When the eyes met for the first time, she gradually became blushing and shy.

It was the first time he secretly glanced at him at the dinner table, but when he raised his eyes, he hurriedly shifted his eyes to cover up, and accidentally choked on the funny scene of rice.

It was the first time to replace baby5's job and serve him strong coffee at the right temperature.

The first time he sneaked into his room in the middle of the night, he was startled and rolled out of bed.

first………

For more than three years, he was given too many firsts and countless memories.

Only, the first time, the unforgivable mistake he made.

A moment of suspicion ruined everything and dispelled all the dusty goodness in the memory.

Ever since Doflamingo seized power overnight and became the king of Dressrosa, he has been secretly investigating all the relevant details, but the reason he worked so hard to obtain made him feel unbelievable.

The original ruler, King Liku III, seemed to have gone mad suddenly. He not only set fire to his own country, but also killed his beloved citizens along the way.

The Liku army, which was highly respected by the people, suddenly rebelled. Like their monarch, they began to ruthlessly encircle and kill the helpless citizens.

The terrified people were only focused on escaping, so they naturally wouldn't notice those unreasonable details, but the spies he planted in advance discovered many strange things.For example, the king and the army who beheaded the people all had weeping and desolate expressions on their faces, and some even cried uncontrollably. Crying "Get away!" "Run away!".

Throughout the night, there were endless screams of despair.

Especially the end of the war mentioned by the spies - King Liku, who had too much difference in strength and had no chance of winning, walked towards Doflamingo single-handedly in front of everyone, and was then chopped off by his horse, like a Show off like a rag.

This can be said to be a long-planned conspiracy drama!

A play made to consolidate one's position and capture the hearts of the people!

If Doflamingo hadn't threatened the country's king and army with something important in private, he couldn't think of any reason at all to allow things to proceed according to that man's script.

Even if he threatened the lives of the entire royal family, he did not believe that King Liku, who loved the people like a son, would compromise and hurt innocent people.

unless……

Are there any special devil fruit abilities among them.

But...how is it possible!He has been there for five years, how can he not understand the abilities of each of them, what happened that night seemed...as if...

By the way, just like two years ago, he clearly caught Doflamingo's figure at that time.

It turned out that it was not his illusion...

All evidence points to the same place.

Doflamingo's string fruit!

All the things in the past five years flashed through his mind like a movie, and he immediately grasped all the doubts in the past, stretched them straight, and connected them into the most real facts.

The truth stained with red blood.

"You have done a good job in the past two years. Now, it is time to reward you with furfurfur." ​​A sentence of unclear meaning interrupted his train of thought.

What can make him bring it up at this time must be something that he absolutely doesn't want to know!An extremely bad premonition invaded his brain, and made him subconsciously straighten his back.

The next moment, he noticed that Doflamingo's fingers moved with some regularity. At the same time, Momo's body in front of him froze for a moment.

If it wasn't for his close observation, it would be difficult to find the subtle changes.

Watching her pull out the dagger at her waist in a slightly strange posture, the point of the gleaming sword aimed at his heart.

Is this the reason why Doflamingo kept her as a 'traitor' after being patient for two years?

First, through verbal provocation and sarcasm, the last straw in her spiritual world was broken, and then she was allowed to close her heart and plunge into darkness.At the same time, he patiently waited for the prey to come, and then controlled her, making her the cruelest blade against him, a traitor.

Take revenge on him, or even kill him with your own hands?

He couldn't deny that it was his own fault, it was his distrust that allowed others to take advantage of the loopholes and hurt his important person's heart severely.

Not long ago, he found out about the orphanage that took Momo in more than ten years ago, and also learned about her childhood past.But the deeper he understood, the more his heart ached.

Maybe that's all right, he thought.

If this can alleviate his 'crime' and give her a little room to breathe, he will be happy with it.

so good...

Thinking of this, he actually felt a little relieved.During the two years, he regretted the choice that day all the time. He should have used a softer way, and he should have trusted her more.

Regret kept eroding his heart in dreams at midnight.

At that time, her face covered with crystal clear tears appeared in his dreams many times during these seven hundred days and nights, and how many times she woke him up from the sleepless dreams.

The once sweetness turned into whispers of the devil, and the inescapable nightmare turned into the shackles of his soul.

And now he finally waited for an opportunity to accept his punishment.

Heart suddenly relaxed a lot.

He just looked at her quietly like this, and his mood was rare in the past two years.He even smiled a little, the moment he saw her raise the dagger.

As the cold light flashed across the eyes, the pain did not come as expected.

Luo Xindi stared blankly at what was happening in front of her eyes, and the screams in her throat that wanted to scream were all squeezed together, until the last stumbling did not make a sound, except for the trembling lips that couldn't help themselves.

He sprinted to catch the fallen girl who 'him' had thrust the dagger into her heart.

.........

...............

I don't know how long after that.

He couldn't remember how he left Dressrosa.

She didn't return to the Navy Headquarters where she worked, and went to the Peach Country in the South China Sea like a walking dead, the place she had mentioned in the chat and imagined that she planned to live in the future.

He found a secluded location on the island where he could see a peach forest by opening the door, and found someone to build a simple wooden house.

There are only the most basic daily necessities in the square room, and the daily life becomes simple and comfortable. There is no navy or pirate, no good and evil, and no fighting.

He is like an ordinary farmer, living a self-sufficient life, occasionally going to a town not far away to buy some necessities, and staying near the wooden house for the rest of the time, guarding the tombstone in his fenced yard.

He wiped it spotless, and when he was drunk, he would cry and laugh at it like a fool, and talk to it about all kinds of trivial daily things, like lighting up his clothes again when he was smoking. To do such a ridiculous and clumsy thing.

After a long time, he would often fall asleep leaning against the stone tablet while talking, until he woke up from the cold in the early morning of the next day, and then went into the room to wash his sore forehead and start a new day of life.

Marshal Warring States had called him many times to go back, but he refused.

Luo also searched for his life paper, but he still didn't choose to leave.

He still remembered Luo's angry expression at that time, knocking him to the ground fiercely, pressing on his body, holding his collar tightly with both hands and shouting angrily.He said he couldn't be depressed like this anymore, he said it was Doflamingo's revenge, he said...he was punishing himself.

Yes, he is punishing himself.

He couldn't forgive himself.

The girl who fell in her arms and stopped breathing that day showed a look of relief instead of pain after being shocked.He could clearly feel her emotions, calm and peaceful, without any dissatisfaction with being forced to leave this world, and even some distorted expectations.

At the moment when her breath completely disappeared, he still remembered that he fell into madness, and all he wanted was to be by her side forever.

Just before the sharp weapon pierced his chest, he came to his senses. It wasn't that he realized that he couldn't let himself be so depressed, but that he felt that he couldn't... treat himself kindly.

So he took her and left Dressrosa.

They were not stopped by anyone, and the only thing to see them off was Doflamingo's eerie laughter dissipated in the wind.

He will use his life to atone for his sin.

一生で、罪の独いいをする.

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"Ah!" Rosindi woke up suddenly from the bed, rolled to the ground, panting heavily while leaning against the edge of the bed.

Sweat drenched his shirt.

He looked up at the clock on the wall, where the hour and minute hands were pressed against the number three.

He froze for a moment, then turned his head to look at the calendar on the desk next to him.

March 1510, 3 in the circular sea calendar.

Doflamingo just entered his third day as King of Dressrosa.

The next moment, he grabbed the coat at hand and rushed straight out the door and ran out.

In the panic, there was a series of loud noises due to the collision, which woke up the sleeping marshal of the Warring States Period in the room on the second floor.

He pushed open the door and looked out the door looking for the sound.

What catches the eye is a pile of broken ceramics.

"..." The veins on the forehead of the Marshal of the Warring States were jumping happily.

"Rosindi! Where are you going in your pajamas in the middle of the night!!"

A roar resounded through the sky of the Navy Residence.

The author has something to say: *In a trance, I felt the blade that was about to move.

*This is the ending that was originally envisioned when the article was written, it was a mouthful of venom (peh, blah), so it did not become the ending.

*The ending is still sweet.

PS. Rosindy, who rushed out of the door and went straight to the pier: Ahhh, where is my Momo! !