[One Piece] Walk side by side

In the restaurant, Sarah was eating a sandwich and staring at Marco in a daze. Although what the old man said made sense, how could a person with no experience in love try to test it out.

Vista swallowed the last bite of food and looked at Sarah. The little girl was immersed in her own world and didn't see that it was Coulier who woke up someone who was in a daze.

Sarah followed Coulier's line of sight to look at Vista, and suddenly put down the food: "I'm done, um...Master, let's start."

On the second day Sarah joined the Whitebeard Pirates, her father asked her to choose someone to learn. Sarah ignored Marco's confident expression and chose Vista. The captains were not convinced and asked why. The longing face said that he was handsome with a sword, but Allen turned black, and he also used a sword.

After sending off the pirate group under her banner, Sara's practice officially began. She had learned swords. After all, his father used swords, but she was also helpless when he was beaten by that man, so There is no courage in the heart even with a sharp weapon in hand.

On the first day Bista taught Sarah, he discovered that the posture of holding the sword was standard, and the angle of the sword was sharp, but something was missing. Alan felt unconvinced and kept watching. The first sword drawn by Sarah He said, "No momentum."

Bista agrees, the sword can be learned without knowing it, and the unfamiliar can be practiced until it is familiar, but the momentum cannot be learned or practiced.

Pisa Tower looked at the little girl who was still calm after studying for a long time, and sighed: "Whether it is for victory or defeat, glory, or other things, it is all about momentum, but I can't see a single bit of it on you, you still go and fight." Let's practice martial arts, Marc."

Sarah held a sharp sword in her hand and said with a slumped face: "Bista, how about we practice again, Marco's attack is too ruthless, I don't want to learn from him."

Vista didn't want to gossip at all: "He beat you?"

Sarah touched her nose and nodded without guilt.

Bista hesitated for a while: "Okay, let's practice again, Alan will come back and let him teach you."

It may be that the discontent on the little girl's face was too obvious, and Vista said with a smile: "Don't look at Alan's usual incongruity, no one on this boat can compare to him, it also depends on talent."

The untalented little girl resigned to her fate, raised her sword and kept slashing forward, her posture was standard and beautiful, all the passing pirates admired her, and Marco shook his head: "Fairy."

Sarah was unconvinced and raised her sword to attack, while Marco hid and complained: "Are you playing with me, there is no murderous intent at all."

Sara stopped: "How can you be murderous towards your companions?"

Marco looked at Vista without saying a word. The tacit understanding of fighting side by side made Vista understand. The two came and went, and they couldn't be more serious. The sword moves across the deadly place, with a serious expression and killing intent.

Sarah looked at the sword in her hand: "It's too bad."

Vista withdrew his sword, stroked his beard and smiled, "But isn't it cool to use a sword?"

Sara nodded, Marco looked at his fist and said nothing, Bista asked the pirate to move the scarecrow and put it on the deck: "Practice first, and treat the scarecrow as the person you hate the most."

Sara's eyes drifted past Marco: "...what if there is no one you hate."

Bista paused while stroking his beard: "That...hating thing?"

Sarah thought for a while: "I see."

Seeing the little girl with no swordsmanship and no imposing manner, Vista and Marco looked at each other in blank dismay. The scarecrow was scratched, and Sarah was still disgusted.

Bista had no choice but to stop: "Cough... Sara, the momentum is good, but the swordsmanship."

The days passed unhurriedly, and Sara was used to the noisy life. Alan had been out for a long time, and the phone bug couldn't get in touch. Fortunately, both Blenheim and Alan's life papers were still intact. Between Alan's usual With strength and devil fruit, the people on board are not very worried.

On this day, the weather was fine and the sun was scorching hot. Sarah hid in the shade and refused Marco's invitation. Watching the captains land in twos and threes, she could only guard the ship with the remaining pirates.

Marco stretched his body, he didn't feel any sweat under the scorching sun, and Sach also needed to do some shopping, so he was with Marco. The city looked very peaceful, the streets were full of trees, lush and green, and occasionally the wind blew, and the leaves moved The sound made the old people who were enjoying the coolness under the tree sigh comfortably.

Sage looked around and twitched the corners of his mouth: "This place is too loose."

Although the weather is a bit hot, there are still a lot of people on the street, but they are not running around for life as imagined, but walking leisurely on the street with an umbrella and a hat.

Marco yawned: "What are you going to buy?"

"I asked those boys to buy it and find a place to drink. I haven't had a drink for a long time."

Marco glanced at someone who was drunk yesterday and didn't speak, but followed his footsteps to the tavern. No matter the decoration or everything in this city, the two sat and waited for a long time. It was only the second time that the wine was served.

Saatchi complained: "It's been so long with just a bottle of wine, and there are only two tables of guests."

Marco looked at the waiter who was chatting at the bar after delivering the wine and twitched his lips. The two of them didn't enjoy their drink very much, so they had to go out to find a place to eat at noon.

A fountain that is incompatible with the city was built in the center of the city. It covers a large area and has a gorgeous shape. There are densely packed Baileys in the pool, which glow under the sun. Bailey folded his hands, closed his eyes, and muttered in his mouth. Sach and Marco passed by and heard someone make a wish that they could wash the dirty clothes by themselves.

Saqi couldn't hold back: "Can you wash your clothes by yourself?"

The man turned his head: "It's from other places, our wishes in this wishing pool have a chance to come true."

Marco was a little interested: "How to achieve it?"

The man put down his hands: "Every three days, God will choose one of those who have made a wish here to fulfill his wish."

Sach was curious: "God?"

"Yes, the wish coins here will disappear every three days. In exchange, one of our wishes will be granted."

"It's a lie, do you believe it?"

The man rolled his eyes: "We are not stupid, our wish has really been fulfilled. Last year, a person made a wish that the plants on Huyou Island would be evergreen, and the flowers and plants would never wither. Did you see the trees are still alive under the scorching sun all the way?" , and the same goes for winter.”

Saqi was a little surprised and asked again. Marco led the people to the restaurant. Although it was daytime, the two of them walked around the only restaurant that was still open, but when the door was opened, it was full of people, with neat postures and upright bodies. Straight, with their hands behind their backs, the two looked concentrating.

A middle-aged man at one of the tables said, "What? Don't dare to enter?"

Marco smiled and walked in first, found an empty seat and sat down, Sachs put away the unscrupulous expression on his face: "A navy that takes off its skin is still a navy. Who is this for?"

The man didn't care about the provocative words, his face was still expressionless: "It's the first time we meet, I'm Vice Admiral Sword Demon."

Marko kept thinking about the purpose of the navy, and he did not forget to sneer: "This is probably the most peaceful meeting between the navy and the Whitebeard Pirates."

Sword Demon got up, Saqi tensed up and was ready to attack, but the lieutenant general just looked Marko up and down: "Since we are in casual clothes, we don't want to make a big fuss, but since we meet, we can't just Let you go like this, let's fight, me and you."

The two looked at each other, and Marco waved at Sachs and stood up: "Of course you can't be timid in the face of the navy."

The two walked to the wishing pool, and the sailors gathered around to make room for them, and the residents of Huyou Island looked curiously.

The sword ghost drew out the sword on his waist, the whole body was black and glowing with cold light. Even if Marco didn't understand swords, he knew that the sword was extraordinary. The sword ghost took the lead, and the blade went straight to the left waist. Domineering went up to meet him, and the sound of the collision of domineering and swords came out, and the residents of Huyou Island screamed and ran away in a leisurely manner, and the city center became even more empty.

As soon as the two came, I fought back and forth for a while. Marco kicked the other side while he couldn't keep up. The sword ghost hit the pillar next to the wishing pool and fell backwards.

Sword Demon sat up from the gravel, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth: "As expected of the first team captain of the Whitebeard Pirates."

There was a sound from outside, the marines stepped aside, a man in a black robe walked in, and the residents outside were still complaining.

The man in black was covered with a hood, and his face could not be seen clearly. An old voice came from inside: "God covers this land, and God does not allow His people to fight here."

These words sounded like the idiomatic words of liars, but Marco and Sword Demon were shocked, unable to arouse the desire to fight in their hearts.

Marco frowned: "Devil Fruit!"

The man in black turned around: "The three-day wish has been fulfilled, don't disturb me."

Saqi wanted to make a move, but found that this ability was indeed very strong, and looked at Marco and didn't know what to do.

Marco moved his fist and could only speak: "Wait a minute."

Although the man in black didn't reply, he stopped, and Marco was expressionless: "Your purpose?"

The man in black was silent for a while: "God loves this land, and no one is allowed to disturb this land."

The residents cast wild eyes, and Marco looked calm: "I see, I hope you have no other purpose."

The man in black left first, and the residents left in all directions. Marco said "stained": "It's really troublesome, Navy, let's fight again in another place?"

Before Sword Demon could answer, Saqi came over: "Marco, what does he mean?"

"It's that he has no other purpose in deceiving people here. I hope we will leave honestly."

Sach gritted his teeth: "Dare to look down on us?!"

Marco stopped him: "Okay, this ability is really troublesome."

The sword ghost brushed off the dust on his body, his body was straight, his eyes were firm, his short black hair was neatly arranged, and he held the hilt of the sword that had been sheathed with one hand, and the scar on his hand hovered on the back of his hand.