The room is not big, with a big bed in the middle and a desk next to it. Marco fell on the bed and sighed comfortably. Sarah opened the window. Although there was no sunlight, the wind with the smell of rain made people feel Very comfortable.

"You can sleep peacefully, I'll watch over it." Sara sat down at the dining table, raised her chin and touched the beautiful flowers without sunlight.

"Yeah." Marco agreed vaguely, he was too tired.

Sarah looked at the sleeping man, frowning, as if she was a little uneasy even in her sleep.Since the headquarters came out, along the way, I have met many people, heard many stories, and seen many scenery. I have to sigh, seeing this sea, it is hard for anyone not to love it. Sara can’t deny that she is more important than being a hero. She likes this kind of unrestrained life. Maybe she left for some reasons at first, but now she is destined not to be able to go back. There are people and scenery she wants to see here.

She has seen the bloody but extremely proud expressions of the marines many times since she was a child, and she admires them from the bottom of her heart, but she is terrified that one day she will be injured or even die.After all, she is just a girl who is afraid of bleeding, death, and the unknown, but she has to force herself to face it. After all, there are two outcomes. Either become a reliable and reliable partner of the navy to support each other and go on. Either sacrificed in a certain war and was remembered for a while, so even if she was injured and bled, she still persisted in the high-intensity training. She just hoped that one day when it was inevitable, she could choose to live or die by herself. die.

But, one day she met someone, they got to know each other gradually, he would protect her behind him, even if he knew that she was not someone to protect, but he didn't know that she was more important than being protected I want to fight side by side with him, like those partners he dislikes but trusts so much.

Sara broke off a petal, but only by becoming a pirate can she stay and fight alongside him, but this is something she dares not and cannot do. She has stayed on the ship for a while, and the pirates don't mention Because they get along well and don't care, but Sara didn't mention it because she was afraid, she couldn't ignore her own mood, she didn't want to leave, the initial heartbeat came too suddenly, she was afraid, afraid, but was followed I can only follow my instincts, laugh when I am happy, cry when I am sad, even myself will be surprised, but my eyes are red with grievance under the other party's sight of the pain that did not change in front of me.

Sarah threw away the petals, and waved her fist at the sleeping person on the bed bitterly, what should I do now, this terrible situation where there is no way to advance or retreat.

Marco smelled the aroma of food in his sleep, so he reluctantly opened his eyes, blocked the light orange light above, and turned to look at the delicious little girl.

Sarah licked the rice grains at the corner of her mouth and smiled brightly: "You're hungry!"

Marco put down his hand, looked at Sarah blankly, and slowly got up when the other party's smile became more and more stiff, and said slowly: "The smile is so fake."

Sarah withdrew her froze corners of her mouth, and viciously dug a large spoonful of rice into her mouth.

Marco rubbed his forehead: "When is it?"

"Well, you've been sleeping for a long time, and it's getting dark, uh, although it's already dark here."

"...Can you swallow the food first?"

Sarah picked up the cup and drank all the water and exhaled: "I wanted to wait for you to have lunch together. If you didn't wake up, we would have dinner together, but I was really hungry."

"..." Marco was speechless, got up and washed his face, sat on the other side to eat.

"When are we leaving?" Sara poked at the rice with her spoon.

"Tomorrow morning, take the boat."

"The news that the historical text was obtained by the Whitebeard Pirates spread, and someone will definitely find it."

"Maybe."

Marco put down his spoon and looked at the little girl with drooping eyes, "Don't worry, we are the Whitebeard Pirates." His tone was proud.

Sarah froze for a moment, then laughed.

"But I'll have a good talk with Allen when I go back." Marco gritted his teeth and squinted his eyes.

Sarah mourned for Allen's constant death.

"Marco, how long has Alan joined you?"

"About ten years? Can't remember," Marco swallowed the food in his mouth, "Curious?"

Sarah shook her head and nodded again: "I always think he doesn't look like a pirate."

"That guy can only deceive people with his appearance." Marco sneered.

Sarah agrees.

"Okay, I'll go down and ask the boss to open another room and go to bed early." Marco stacked the plates and prepared to take them down.

"It's so early, I can't sleep."

Marco shrugged helplessly: "I'm going to drink, do you want to go together?"

"Are you planning to go by yourself!"

"Come on, you always get in trouble every time you get drunk."

"I... I don't remember again."

"...no alcohol allowed."

"I promise."

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

Sarah was sitting on the seat of the tavern, holding the milk very depressed, why the tavern sells milk, don’t you guys still do business with underage?I really want to report you guys!

"Wouldn't it be uncomfortable for you to drink so much?" Sarah looked at the wine bottles that were constantly accumulating in front of the other party.

"I drink very well."

"...It has nothing to do with whether you drink well or not."

Marco drank a glass of wine and wiped his mouth.

"Sir, do you need service?" A girl, dressed purely and cutely, leaned on the table with one hand, and said in Marco's ear while bowing her head.

Sarah's eyes widened, damn it, are you blind, she's still sitting here.

Before Marco could refuse, Sarah pulled the man over, then looked at the girl, gritted her teeth with a dark face: "He! Self! Bring it!"

Marco quickly changed his position to prevent being strangled to death, but was surprised by Sarah's words and spit out the wine from his mouth.

The girl blinked: "I don't mind."

"I don't mind." Sarah said blankly.

"This gentleman drank so much wine, everyone has money to make money together."

Sarah's hand that held the glass of milk suddenly clenched.

The girl swallowed her saliva looking at the completely broken cup, and left with a smile.

Marco thumbs up.

Sarah remained expressionless: "It seems that you are very popular?"

"Fortunately, the main reason is that they drink a lot, and they will make money, so they will choose... people who have money and can drink." Marco looked at the other party's shining eyes, the corner of his mouth that was half a smile, and paused.

"Oh."

"..."

"Sir." Another girl came over, this time taking the sexy route.

Marco felt the eyes behind him, froze, this damn weird atmosphere, he turned around and put his arms around Sarah's shoulders, and smiled: "Bring your own."

Sarah pursed her lips, blushing slightly.

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