Pirate's Swordsman

"Hey Captain"

The team member who was tapped on the shoulder was startled. When he turned around and found that it was Bista, he was relieved. He pointed at the newspaper and said with a smile: "Of course there is big news, and it is also your friend with the captain. What about the relevant news?”

"Oh let me see."

Bista was refreshed and quickly took out the newspaper. After a cursory glance at the headlines on the front page, his eyes suddenly widened with an expression of disbelief.

"These reports are all true."

After reading this report, he stayed there for half a minute, and then he opened his mouth and said with difficulty: "It's only been so long, and that guy can actually make Big look like this?"

"Of course it's true, Captain."

The team member replied without hesitation: "This report was written by Morgan himself. As a guest at Big's tea party, he was present at the time."

"Whatever, I still can't believe it."

Another slim young female pirate couldn't help laughing: "When we first saw the news, our reaction was similar to yours, Captain Bista."

"Yes, but no matter what, this is a good thing for us." The male team member who was patted on the back by Bista also grinned and said: "After all, Your Excellency Xia Nuo is not only our The benefactor of the Whitebeard Pirates, he is also the captain’s best friend in swordsmanship.”

"That is, the relationship between the captain and Mr. Xia Nuo is very good. Besides, the big gang just fought with us last year, and many of our friends died in their hands. We have not forgotten this grudge, so this time , he just made us feel bad."

Everyone was talking to each other, and their expressions were quite excited, as if they were fighting on Cake Island at that time. For a while, no one noticed the expression of their captain.

""

Bista stood there numbly, the hand holding the newspaper trembling slightly, and he couldn't say anything bad for a long time.

In fact, there is basically nothing wrong with what his team members said. He does have a close friendship with Xia Nuo, and it can even be said that they sympathize with each other. And he is equally happy to see the Charlotte family suffer such a huge setback this time. Its success.

But

Why do I always have a sour feeling in my heart? It's like eating several lemons in one go.

It's only been more than half a year. It's only been more than half a year since he and the other party have seen each other. This guy's swordsmanship has already reached such a terrifying level.

After that, another year and a half later, the two of them would meet and discuss again, how else would he survive?

Thinking that not long ago, he was still complacent about his small progress in swordsmanship, Bista couldn't help but blush, and wished he could find a crack in the ground to crawl in.

"Hey"

Looking up at the gate of the training ground not far away, Bista couldn't help but recall the fear he felt when Xiano dominated him countless times in this training ground a few months ago.

Then think about the fact that the other party is less than twenty years old, and that he is already heading towards fifty.

Bista suddenly shook his head helplessly. Sure enough, the gap between people is bigger than the gap between people and dogs.

The idea of ​​chasing Xia Nuo was completely extinguished, and at the same time, some rather curious thoughts suddenly arose in his heart.

Speaking of which, compared with the current world's greatest swordsman, Hawkeye Mihawk, who is stronger and weaker now, Xia Nuo?

If it had been half a year ago, no one would have thought that Mihawk would lose, but now, the situation is completely different.

Even Big Shano, one of the Four Emperors, was able to fight back and forth with him, and even severely injured the opponent in the end. No matter how ridiculously strong Mihawk was, he could never be stronger than Big.

Gee, I really want to see the scene of these two fighting earlier.

A new world, a certain sea area.

A somewhat inconspicuous pirate ship is sailing slowly on the sea.

It was noon and the scorching sun was high. Because the temperature was too hot, no one could be seen on the deck. Several people on duty were also in the cabin. The only ones who had to face the scorching heat were those on the watchtower responsible for observation. What an unlucky situation.

According to the rotation arrangement on the ship, the unlucky guy today is called Lachilu.

This was a fat guy wearing a green and white striped suit and sunglasses. Even though he was hiding in the shadows and sipping an iced Coke, he was still sweating from the heat and looked quite embarrassed.

"Damn it, the weather is probably going to be over 40 degrees."

Lajilu finished the Coke in his hand in one gulp, threw the glass bottle aside, looked up at the dazzling sun in the sky, and said with a depressed face:

"It's really weird. Why does it get so hot every time it's my turn to be on duty? What did we fat guys do wrong? Isn't this intentional to torture people?"

While he was complaining, a news bird flew across the sky. Wanting to find something to kill time, Lakilu immediately stopped the bird, took out fifty beli and bought a newspaper.

"It's not so boring now."

He took out another bottle of Coke from the side, leaned against the mast, opened the newspaper and glanced at it casually.

As a result, after this one glance, he was so startled that he jumped up from the ground. He didn't even bother to open the bottle of Coke. He jumped off the watchtower and ran towards the cabin in a hurry.

"Boss, this is terrible, something big has happened."

After finally getting to the captain's bedroom, when the sleepy Shanks opened the door and appeared at the door with a baffled look on his face, he hurriedly handed over the newspaper in his hand: "Hurry up and read the report on the front page. "

"Hey, I've been suffering from insomnia recently. I finally fell asleep at noon today, and I was woken up by you. Can't you let me have some peace of mind?"

Shanks shook his head helplessly, but after he reached out to take the newspaper and glanced at it, the sleepiness on his face disappeared without a trace, and his eyes instantly became sharp.

At this moment, his temperament became completely different. A second ago, he looked like a good-for-nothing uncle who lazily walked over to open the door with his slippers on. Now he suddenly overflowed with domineering power, exuding a sense of dominance over the ocean. The aura that a king should have.

"The Swordsman of the Swift Wind, Xia Nuo"

His eyes were solemn and he murmured in a low voice: "Heavily injured Bi awakened his domineering domineering energy. Has this guy grown to this extent now?"

Obviously, the last time I noticed his news, the other party had just defeated Doflamingo, and he had barely entered the vast stage of the new world.

"Obviously he's only less than twenty years old, he's really a terrifying monster."

After carefully reading the details of the report, Shanks became more and more surprised. He put down the newspaper, walked to the porthole, looked at the horizon in the distance, shook his head and chuckled:

"It seems that the Four Emperors pattern that has been maintained for so long is finally going to be challenged and impacted. That's fine. The new world has been boring for too long. It's time for more changes."

He paused, and then the corners of his mouth curved in a meaningful arc.

“I don’t know who will be the first to be overthrown by this coming storm.”

East China Sea.

Andric Island, Orange Town.

The twilight is rich, and the afterglow of the setting sun falls on the sea, as if it is covered with a layer of golden gauze, making everything look like a dream.

A small stream flows from north to south, starting from a half-moon-shaped lake in the forest, flowing through the entire Xiangcheng Town, and finally merges into the sea.

This is a remote and closed town with a simple atmosphere and aloofness, and it has a faint flavor of an overseas paradise.

But, even so, when the news bird brought the latest newspaper a little later at dusk, the news on the front page still shocked the entire town in less than half an hour.

Many people gathered in front of the house of Mayor Ruhl, gathering in small groups and discussing the news about this report enthusiastically.

"Hey, Mrs. Tachibana, have you heard that that kid Xia Nuo seriously injured some Yonko of the New World and almost defeated him?"

"I just found out, this is really amazing."

"Time flies so fast. In the blink of an eye, it has been almost seven or eight years since that little guy left the island. At the beginning, no one could have imagined that he would become so famous in the future."

"Yes, he was still a little kid on the island at that time, and his life was not good. He had an unreliable father. He had to rely on fishing to support himself at a young age. With the help of the big guy, I just managed to get through it.”

"Hey, yes, I even gave him food several times in the beginning. It's really hard on that kid to be able to get all the way to this day. It's not easy."

They are either curious, surprised, or emotional, and even because of their limited knowledge, they cannot fully understand the meaning of many contents in the report.

For example, who are the Yonko, what is the Shichibukai, or what does the Great Swordsman mean, etc.

But this does not affect one thing, that is, almost everyone speaks with a sense of pride that almost overflows.

After all, this big man who is famous all over the world came from our Orange Town.

This is probably the feeling of being proud.

While these uncles and aunts were chatting with gusto, in a remote alley nearby, two young men jumped out of the second-floor window and headed straight down the stream.

Ten minutes later, they arrived at a wooden house built by a creek.

"arrive."

The two teenagers stopped and looked up at the familiar wooden house in front of them. After looking at each other, they opened the door one after another and walked in.

The furnishings in the wooden house are quite simple, except for a bed and a set of old tables and chairs. The only special thing is a one-meter-long wooden stake standing in the corner and several wooden swords scattered around.

It seemed that no one had lived in the house for many years, and it smelled a little old and decayed, but it was still quite neat and clean overall. There was only a thin layer of dust on the table, and it seemed that someone would come and clean it every once in a while.

After the two entered the door, they looked left and right, their eyes full of nostalgia, and finally stopped in front of the wooden pile.

Mottled sword marks, one after another, covered the surface of the wooden stakes. They shimmered in the sunset and twilight, vaguely reflecting the scene of the black-haired boy sweating profusely here.

"You haven't been here for more than a month, Andrew."

The young man on the left is about fourteen or fifteen years old. He is a little chubby, but has a handsome appearance and looks very lovable. He looked away from the wooden stake, turned his head and sighed:

"The two of us came here together last time. Look, in the blink of an eye, everything here is now covered with dust."

"Yeah, Bill."

The young man on the right, Andrew, is the only son of the mayor's family. He wears black-rimmed glasses and has a gentle temperament. He is smiling at this moment and softly said:

"Every time I come back here, it feels like I'm back to my childhood again. Unfortunately, we eventually grew up, and Brother Xia Nuo and Roy are no longer here."

"I miss them both again."

The fat boy Bill's eyes were a little sad, and he said a little lost:

"One of them has gone to the New World now, and the other is learning swordsmanship from Mr. Koushiro at the Dojo in Frost Moon Village. They haven't seen each other for several years, and I don't know if they will come back again."

"Oh, right."

As if he suddenly remembered something, he added:

"I heard from Roy that one of the instructors in their dojo was an old friend of Brother Xia Nuo. He was also saved several times by Brother Xia Nuo. He often told the legendary stories of Brother Xia Nuo later, which made the people in that dojo... All the disciples admire Brother Xia Nuo very much, even the very powerful eldest disciple Sauron is no exception."

"He also sent me a letter before, briefly mentioning this matter."

Andrew adjusted his glasses and said firmly, "Don't worry, Roy will definitely come back, and it will only be in a year or two at most. After all, he is just going to learn swordsmanship from a master, and there are elders in the town. Here."

Then when he said this, he hesitated again: "But I don't know about Brother Xia Nuo. He is really far away from us now."

"Yes, it was said in the newspaper that to go to the New World from here, you have to take a boat across a very long sea, and you have to cross the Red Earth Continent twice. It's scary to think about it."

The fat boy Bill thought of the newspaper he just saw today and couldn't help but sigh:

"Being able to achieve such a great reputation in a place like that is worthy of Brother Xia Nuo. If it were me, I wouldn't be able to do it. After all, I don't even dare to go to sea."

"I also wanted to be like the two of them and go to the Grand Line to make a living. Unfortunately, my father refused to agree and even beat me up."

Andrew curled his lips when he said this, looked around, and suddenly his expression became serious:

"Well, although it's unlikely, no matter what, we have to help Brother Xia Nuo take care of this wooden house. If he really comes back one day in the future, this is his only home."

"Um"

Bill nodded vigorously.

The two of them assigned tasks to each other. One went to the creek to fetch water, and the other went home to get cleaning tools. Soon they met again at the wooden house. Just like countless times before, they worked together to clean the long-uninhabited house. Come to the cabin.

Time passed gradually, and the twilight became darker and darker.

After cleaning the hut, the two teenagers stayed inside for a while, chatting about many interesting things from the past. After a long time, they reluctantly closed the door, said goodbye, and headed back towards the town.

In the sunset.

The wooden house stood as before, and the surroundings were silent.

And the fire clouds in the sky are rolling and spreading wantonly, as magnificent and brilliant as they were many years ago.