[One Piece] Walk side by side

Time passed quickly, three days passed by among the pirates, and Elsa and other pirates were about to leave. Sara was relieved, and it was better for the rivals in love to go far away.

Elsa was still dressed beautifully, she couldn't see the gaffe last night on her face, she was looking at Marco with a smile: "Can I give you a hug?"

The pirates were biting the hem of their clothes in grief and indignation, and they also wanted to hug. Marco smiled at the nervous Sarah from the corner of his eyes: "No, let's set sail early while the weather is good."

Elsa was silent for a while and looked at Whitebeard with a smile: "Father, I will find more delicious wine next time."

"Gu la la la, that's the best, Elsa."

The pirates waved, and everyone was ready to set sail. They didn't feel sad about the departure of their companions. The beast pirates also disembarked. Sarah wiped her eyes while pulling Ramon. Marco didn't pay attention, and the two hugged each other. Weeping together made the pirates speechless, Marco separated the two with a dark face, and Ramon choked up: "Marco, you have to take good care of Sarah."

Marco's face was black: "Hurry up and get off the boat, we are about to set sail."

The weather in the new world is weird. One second the sun was shining brightly, and the next second it was snowing. Sara was wrapped in the padded jacket provided by Saatchi, and ran around the boat with a face full of excitement. The sadness of parting had long since disappeared. Lun is still wearing a white suit with a thin style: "The snow is not heavy, otherwise you can build a snowman."

Sarah's eyes lit up: "Make a snowman?"

"Haven't you stacked them?"

Sara nodded: "It never snowed in Marlin Fondo."

Allen touched his chin: "Tell me about Marin Fandor, I am still very interested in the anecdotes of the Navy Headquarters."

Sara and Alan walked to the restaurant: "It's nothing. Ordinary residents are guaranteed to be safe in Marin Fondo. The Navy headquarters. Marshal Kong is very nice. I haven't seen the general very much, and I'm not very familiar with other navies. "

Allen shook the snow on his body: "I remember you said that your family members are all navy, do they know you are a pirate?"

Sara hesitated to speak: "My father... probably won't care, as long as my surname is not on the arrest warrant."

"What's your last name?"

"Lopez."

"Ah," Allen paused, "Lopez, I know, the naval family was once hailed as the hope of the navy, but I didn't expect..."

Sara smiled wryly: "The hope of the navy? I'm afraid I'm disappointed. Lopez has long since declined, and only my father and I are left."

"Honor above all else."

Sarah gave him a strange look: "That's right, it is indeed above all else for my father."

"What about you?"

Sara spread her hands: "It's impossible to say that I don't care. I am proud of the honor earned by the ancestors who donated their blood, but it is not above everything else."

Sage interrupted the two: "What are you talking about?"

Allen shook his head and changed the topic: "It's okay for Blenheim to go out for so many days."

Sage was also a little uncertain: "It stands to reason that there should be no problem, and no distress signal has been sent."

"It's been a while, can't the phone bug get in touch?"

Sage shook his head, and Allen frowned: "Let Marco send someone out to look for it. I always feel that something is wrong with the Navy's actions."

Sarah quickly raised her hand: "I'll go and talk."

Sach gritted his teeth: "Marco, is it interesting to hang Sarah all the time?"

Allen smiled: "Based on what I know about Marco, he probably doesn't know how to speak."

Sage rolled his eyes: "Are you kidding, Marco is not the kind of person who is easily shy."

Allen did not continue to give Sachkopp the essence of Marko.

In the reference room, Marco is sorting out the things that Curiel has messed up these days. The fact that Curiel can put things in such a mess with his rigor shows that the other party really can't bear it. Marco sighed, and he couldn't bear it either. When will it be easy.

There was a knock on the door, and Marco took off his glasses: "Come in." There were only two people who could knock on the door.

Sarah opened the door and poked her head out: "Marco, are you busy?"

"Not busy, come in."

Sara pushed open the door and looked at the reference room. Speaking of which, this was the first time she came in. The room was very large, with rows of old shelves, and the things on it were neatly piled up. There was a desk by the window. Ke sat behind the desk: "Why are you here?"

Sarah curiously picked up the glasses on the table: "Alan said that Blenheim has been out for too long, so you should send someone out to look for it."

Marco calculated the time, and it was indeed a long time: "I will let Allen go out to find someone. The navy has been active recently, and I don't know what to do."

Allen was bragging with the pirates when he was told to go out and find someone: "Are you kidding, why me?"

"In terms of cunning...cough, in terms of intelligence, no one can compare to you."

Allen nodded, and Marco leaned on the table: "In terms of escape...cough, in terms of actions, no one else can beat you."

As a result, Allen had no choice but to set off alone with his life card. The pirates applauded and sent off a banquet to celebrate. Sarah couldn't help but wonder what bad things Allen had done.

Although the sea is beautiful, it also has innumerable dangers. After Allen left, the weather became bad again. The sea was tumbling and roaring. Sarah's face turned pale. The pirates adjusted their direction calmly. The drenched little girl: "Are you afraid?"

Sarah nodded and shook her head, and Marco hugged the girl in his arms tightly: "Don't be afraid, I've always been here, we've always been here."

The wind and rain came violently and quickly passed quietly, the sky cleared and the pirates cheered, Sarah looked around strangely: "Where is daddy?"

Sach sighed: "Where else can I be."

"I'm protecting the pile of flowers and plants that are about to wither." Marco rolled his eyes, obviously using his abilities can make them easier.

Sara volunteered: "I'll help Dad take care of the flowers."

Looking at Sarah who was leaving positively, Marco sighed, and Sachs approached Marco with a strange smile: "I said, what are you waiting for, if you don't chase people, you can run away. There are so many people on our boat waiting for you." It's on."

Marco said confidently: "Who dares."

"I dare not, but what if Sara doesn't like you anymore? After all, he's an uncle with average appearance and bad personality."

Marco's eyes wandered for a while, but he was still very calm on the surface.

Sarah ran to the top of the room, where the sun is the most abundant and the air is the best. It can be said that it is the most comfortable place for the Whitebeard Pirates, but it is full of withered or dying flowers of various colors. The entire top floor is extremely wide. Sarah saw Looking at the white beard squatting on the ground, his back was stiff, and he asked doubtfully, "Father, what are you doing?"

The thick fingers of the white beard carefully moved a pot of flowers. The blue flowers hung down as if they had exhausted their vitality. Sara was surprised: "Isn't it impossible to feed for three days?"

The tall white-bearded back became more and more lonely. Sara scratched her head, knowing that she had made a slip of the tongue: "Ah, in fact, the three-day breed...is not very easy to raise. It needs to be watered occasionally." Three days and no matter whether it is watered or not, it is difficult to wither with how much water is watered.

White Beard's voice couldn't hear the ups and downs: "Sarah, how are you getting used to it during this time?"

Sara pretended not to notice that her father changed the subject, and while helping to move the flowers, she replied: "It's good, pirates are very interesting."

White Beard turned his head inadvertently: "Put it down!"

Sarah grabbed the weed leaves with one hand and froze: "What...what's wrong?"

It was the only green and healthy one among the many flowers and plants. The white beard pointed at the flower: "That potted flower grows the best, so don't pull it out."

Sarah hesitated and said again and again: "Father, this is a weed." The nutrients of the flowers were sucked out.

White Beard refused to admit it: "This is a flower, be good, put it down."

Sarah let go, the leaves of the weeds trembled as if mocking Sarah, "..."

Putting the flowers and plants back on the shelf, Sarah checked the soil, some were wet and dripping, some were dry and cracked, "..."

Sara tidied up the flowers and plants, adding soil to those with plenty of water, and watering those without water. Whitebeard looked at it for a while, and said that it is impossible for a boatload of people to know how to grow flowers. Whitebeard himself does not need it. Help so the pirates are okay and don't get on the roof.

"Sarah, do you like Marco?"

Sarah shook her hand, and the flower pot shattered, White Beard's heart trembled, and the little girl blushed, "Father, don't talk nonsense."

Looking at Sarah who was quickly picking up the broken flower pots, the white beard smiled: "Gu la la la, that's it, I still want to say that I will leave my useless son to you."

Sara clapped her hands and said seriously, "Father, I mean, don't talk about this matter."

Whitebeard waved his hand: "Marco was the first with me. I understand his character. He wants a home more than attracting pirates' wealth, fame, and status."

Sara half understood, Whitebeard stretched out his finger and tapped Sara's head: "And Marco has never been a nosy person, he can treat you like this, it shows that he didn't mean it."

Sarah jumped up. "Really? Dad."

"Go and try it out. People live for a lifetime, don't think it's too early, and don't think it's too late."