【Eagle Red】Lifetime

That night, Mihawk tied the hammock to the tree trunk not far from the boat, and lay down on it safely. He held his favorite knife in his arms, put his feather cap on his chest, and swayed leisurely in the hammock. Watching the starless night sky of Rig White.The Reid's bivouac was not too far away, and he could vaguely hear the out-of-tune singing and shouting along with the breeze... and the occasional cannon fire?

Naturally, Mihawk would not know that Jesus Bu was excitedly testing the Red's new gun.However, since the sound of cannons and the sound of laughter merged together, it was not in danger. The young swordsman was not interested in exploring such insignificant matters.

When he felt sleepy, Mihawk heard footsteps on the sand. He turned his head and recognized Shanks who was walking leisurely by his vague figure in the night.

Shanks threw a wine jug to Mihawk, sat casually on the sand under the hammock, turned his head and smiled at Mihawk, "It took me a long time to look for it to be idle here!"

Mihawk frowned and looked at the wine jar in his hand, and slowly sat up.

Shanks took out two barrel wine glasses from his cloak and shook them, "It was agreed yesterday, I'd better use my glasses for fun! Come drink, Hawkeye!"

Just as Mihawk was about to question when there was such a yesterday, he unfortunately recalled the drunken words he had said earlier.He was a man of his word, and finally took the cup resignedly.

"...I said Hawkeye, you really don't like excitement at all?" Shanks stretched his arms back, knocked a glass with Mihawk, and asked softly while looking at the distant waves.

Mihawk thinks it's an unanswered question, "maybe like you hate boring time without booze."

"That's different," Shanks suddenly turned his head, with something indescribable in Mihawk's eyes, "Even if a guy who is alone finds the legendary onepiece, he is not One Piece! I always thought The most important things for a pirate are partners and dreams, and the most precious thing is freedom and happiness. No matter what happened at the beginning, since you have become a pirate, you should always look like a pirate."

Mihawk was surprised by the red hair's preaching, and he met the red hair's flickering gaze calmly. He has never lost in the eyes of others.

But this time the redhead was very patient. In the end, it was Mihawk who turned his head first. He shook the wooden barrel glass in his hand, "I don't know who taught you such a pirate belief. To be honest, I never thought How to be a pirate, I don't want to be distracted by other things before I achieve my goal."

Shanks watched his friend gulp down half a glass of rum, his golden eyes seemed to be on fire, but his words were still cold and firm, "Maybe I'm not a good pirate, but As you said, the most precious thing for a pirate is freedom and happiness, so why do you want to interfere with my freedom as a pirate?"

Shanks was speechless, he really wanted to say because you are my friend, but he also understood how weak and convincing such a sentence is.He no longer confronted Mihawk with eyes, but just smiled and drank the wine in the glass with Mihawk, "Probably...I drank a little too much over there."

"Go to bed early." Mihawk refused Shanks' refill, and lay back on the hammock.

"No, no!" Shanks showed his willful side again, and directly put a full glass of rum on Mihawk's strong abs, "Since we can't say no to you, we have to fight for a drink! "

Mihawk had to hold the glass at the moment when Shanks let go, to avoid the wine from spilling on himself, and then he saw the red-haired smiling face, "Ha, Hawkeye! You agreed, but don't go back on your word!"

Mihawk finally conceded, and later he couldn't remember how much wine he drank. In short, Shanks moved the wine jars back and forth several times, and shook the hammock vigorously several times when he was about to fall asleep, and handed him a few times with a smile. A glass of wine, and every time he refused, he failed because he was concerned about his clothes, and then Mihawk felt that he was probably very drunk, because he didn't want to refuse the red-haired wine anymore.

In the end, he threw the wooden wine glass far away in his blurred vision, turned over and fell asleep, while the guy next to him continued to shake his hammock and mess around.Even if his clothes were soaked with wine, he didn't want to pay any attention to the red hair who was also so drunk but still baring his teeth and claws.

It couldn't have been worse - Mihawk appraised this rare years of intemperance with the last of his energy before falling asleep.

However, three or four hours later, Mihawk, who woke up from a dream, corrected this evaluation-the worse thing than being drunk is not being able to sleep after drinking.Mihawk slowly opened his eyes in the dark night, stroked the knife on his waist with his right hand, and waited quietly for the subtle voices in the bushes behind the hammock to gradually approach.

At the moment when the light of the knife suddenly appeared from the forest, Mihawk gently raised his hand, and Li Qian, who was so dark and dull, unsheathed, and easily broke the tip of the knife that was attacking him.A small half of the bright knife light pierced the night and plunged into the sand.

Immediately there was a sound of rapid retreat in the jungle. Mihawk jumped out of the hammock, and the moment he tapped his toes, he seemed to touch something soft. Before he could react, another sharp sword light shot out from the ground. When he got up, Mihawk's heart trembled, and he immediately fought with his sword.

The sound of violent gold and iron clanging sounded at the same time as he landed, and the dust on the ground whizzed and flew in the sword wind.It all happened so suddenly, Mihawk took a few steps back on the soft sand before standing still, and his knife broke another gap.At the moment of fighting, he immediately understood who this guy who shot suddenly was - there are not so many left-handed swordsmen who can match him in haste.

"...Hawkeye?" A red-haired blank voice sounded nearby.The unburned firewood pile was re-lit for a bonfire, and after the dust cleared, Mihawk saw Shanks' exhausted face that was so drunk that his eyes were blind.The red-haired pirate held his forehead and pulled out a big smile, "I'm sorry, I seem to have been stepped on, and I subconsciously made a knife before I woke up."

"...Why are you sleeping here?" Mihawk was already mentally prepared, but when he saw the imprint with big characters on the sand under his hammock with the help of the fire, he still didn't know what he should put on at this moment The expression is good.

"Huh? I don't know. I probably fell asleep after drinking too much yesterday." Shanks began to fiddle with the straw hat that was crushed by the sleeping self, and replied calmly.

Mihawk didn't care anymore. He sat down by the fire and said in a low voice, "There was a bounty hunter just now, but he has already run away."

"Bounty hunter?" Shanks held his aching head and thought for a while, then suddenly asked an irrelevant question, "Is the noise we made just now harsh enough?"

"What do you want to say?" Mihawk looked at the smiling person.

"Look," Shanks pointed to the moving lights on the Reid's campsite, "my brothers have already gone to investigate the situation."

"...They didn't come to confirm your situation?" Mihawk looked at where Shanks was pointing, only to notice the silent movements of the pirates, and said unexpectedly.

"It's a rule of the sea that no one else should interfere in a battle. Even if I lose or die, I can't change it." The red-haired captain smiled, his expression flamboyant and full of pride, "Besides, they have always trusted me, and they only care about my opponents eating What happens when you lose the battle?"

A moment later, the world's best deputy captain of the Reid came slowly.Beckman smoked a cigarette leisurely, nodded to Mihawk first, and then said to Shanks: "We caught a few suspicious guys, and two others ran into the depths of the woods. Their boat stopped On the other side of the mountain, it has been detained by Jesus Cloth, so the man must still be on the island."

Shanks leaned on the sand and stood up a little wobbly, stretched out his hand and said to Mihawk relaxedly: "Those blind guys attacked you, right? Do you want to settle the score?"

Mihawk saw the smile in Shanks' clear eyes, he poured out the bonfire with fine sand, stood up silently, and followed Shanks to the camp of the red-haired pirates.Beckman watched the backs of the captain and Hawkeye one after the other, and shrugged inexplicably.

He turned his head and brushed the cigarette ash against the sea in the dark night. The sea breeze brought a few sparks of tobacco back to the shore, which were immediately extinguished.Beckman took back his cigarette, moved his shoulders, lightly pressed the gun on his waist, and walked in another direction.

"Your deputy captain didn't follow up." Mihawk reminded.

"Go find those two guys who got away," Shanks's laughter was carried away by the sea breeze, "they are unlucky."

Mihawk turned his head slightly, and caught the last moment when Beckman's figure disappeared in front of the woods. "He said that the bounty hunters can't escape this island. I thought he wasn't going to chase them immediately."

"It doesn't matter if they are attacking me." Shanks' tone is unquestionable, "but attacking my friends in front of me is unforgivable."

Mihawk was silent for a moment, and finally said, "I'm not so weak that you need to take action."

Shanks stopped suddenly and turned around. Mihawk caught his gaze unexpectedly, but what caught his eyes was Shanks' dejected face: "You shouldn't be moved to praise us. Is it righteous enough?!"

"... Thank you for your hard work, the deputy captain." Mihawk said sincerely.

"Hey! Hawkeye! What do you mean?!" Shanks was very dissatisfied.

Mihawk was silent, Shanks moved his head closer, and stared at his eyes half-truthfully, Mihawk felt the other person's forehead pressed against his hat brim, and took half a step back, helpless Authentic: "Red hair, your reaction to being drunk is very strange."

"...Is that so?" Shanks showed a smile of understanding, turned his head and walked forward again, Mihawk looked at the other party stretched out a hand to scratch the red hair, heard the red hair Said in an enlightened tone, "No wonder you take care of me so much..."

Unknown why, Mihawk chose not to answer the phone, and at the same time began to reflect on his attitude towards red hair, which seemed a bit harsh.He was very clear that he was not angry, but he just couldn't help but want to see the other party's frustration, as if this could bring him some kind of joy.

"I'm sorry." Mihawk apologized frankly.

"Huh?" Shanks was puzzled, "I should thank you..."

The two people talking about Chicken and Duck stopped at the same time, each wondering if the other hadn't sobered up yet.

When the two arrived at the camp of the red-haired pirates, Lackey was gnawing meat with one hand and playing with the gun in the other.The fat man grinned and said, "Oh, boss, it's late enough."

Shanks held his head and made a painful expression, "I was woken up when I was still drunk, and I have a headache."

Without Jesus Bu's response, Lackey also gave up teasing the captain, "I have already greeted those sneaky guys. It is said that they are the aborigines in Pitty Town, who make a living by salvaging treasures and hunting pirates. — Huh? Boss, you don't seem surprised at all!"

Shanks pointed at Mihawk, "Hawkeye mentioned this during the day."

The fat man swallowed half of the meat, turned his gaze to Mihawk, and continued to introduce vaguely: "This is the island where they often land. I saw a pirate ship parked on the top of the mountain during the day, so I planned to sneak attack at night. But not Coincidentally, they thought that the two left alone would be easier to get..."

Shanks laughed heartily. "That's bad luck! So, Hawkeye, is there anything you need to know?"

Mihawk nodded solemnly and said, "Thank you."

Lackey led the captain and guests to the place where the captives were placed. Several bruised and swollen hapless guys were tied up in a circle, sitting back to back on the beach, and the guarded pirates were gleefully laughing at the sightless bounty hunter.

Shanks signaled that Hawkeye can do whatever he wants.Mihawk looked down at the raider not long ago, and asked calmly: "Are you the aborigines of Rigg White?"

The poor captives had obviously been severely repaired, and they immediately nodded in unison upon hearing this.

"I heard that there is an active volcanic island in this sea area called Death Island. Do you have any impression?"

The bounty hunters looked at each other with difficulty, fell silent together, and finally shook their heads in fear.One of them replied in a trembling voice with a little more courage: "I really don't have an impression..."

"It is said that there are two peaks on that island, one is a ring-shaped volcano, and the other has a strange and narrow shape, like a death scythe placed on the ground, so it was named Dais." Mihawk patiently described the characteristics of the island.

However, the captives were still at a loss, and the one who spoke earlier had no choice but to continue to answer: "Such an elegant name must not be given by the locals. We brothers are all familiar with this sea, and we have never seen the island you mentioned..."

Lackey shook the gun in his hand at the earth-colored aborigines, but Shanks held him down, signaling not to intervene in Hawkeye's question.

Mihawk squatted down and looked directly at the attacker who answered his question, "I am very patient, I can wait for you to recall slowly."

The campfire reflected Mihawk's expressionless face, and the eyes of the same color as the flames were still calm and awe-inspiring, without a trace of warmth. One person suddenly realized: "Hawkeye?!"

Mihawk pressed down the brim of his hat, and heard the red-haired captain behind him whisper: "So you are so famous..."

Mihawk ignored Shanks' words and waited silently for the answer he needed, but the trembling natives still couldn't give any useful information.

Shanks took two steps forward, leaned over and patted Mihawk on the shoulder: "I don't think they really know."

The restless hunters all gasped: "Red hair!"

This made Shanks feel a little bit satisfied.

The simultaneous appearance of two pirate novas greatly shocked the hapless captives.Mihawk, who was squatting nearby, even heard the chatter of a certain bounty hunter's teeth.

Mihawk thought for a moment, stood up and asked Shanks, "Can I meet your navigator?"

Of course Shanks agreed, and soon sent someone to call the navigator who was also drunk and lack of sleep.

"I remember that you have an old map of the Rigwhite Sea, can you borrow it?"

Shanks watched Hawkeye take the map from the navigator with great interest, frowning and looking at something inexplicably. "Beckman told me that you said the picture was useless," he probed.

"I thought so..." Mihawk breathed a sigh of relief, "But now it seems that it may be of great reference value."

"how to say?"

"There are a lot of variables in this sea area. The information I got on Days Island comes from a notebook written a hundred years ago. Maybe it has changed its appearance or sank to the bottom of the sea, but..."

Mihawk stopped talking. He bent down again and spread out the map in front of several captives, "Although this map has a lot of history, there are still a few islands that you can recognize, right?"

Lackey cut a section of the binding rope with a knife and freed a few yeshivas to get together and study the small old map.

The aborigines discussed in whispers for a while, and the guy who answered Mihawk's question first stretched out his slightly trembling hand, and carefully clicked on some places on the old map, "These islands can be seen Come out, there are a few more... not sure."

Mihawk didn't ask which places the captives recognized, but said: "It is difficult for outsiders to determine the direction of this sea area, but since you are bounty hunters..."

Suddenly, a prisoner slapped himself severely, and said with a mournful face, "We are the ones who are blind and dare to attack you! Lord Hawkeye, please forgive me!" Here comes the play of sincere confession.

Mihawk waited quietly for the captives to calm down, but when he turned his head, he saw Shanks gloating at him.

"Answer this question before I run out of patience." He raised his eyebrows and stretched out an index finger in front of several noisy guys, and all the unbearable voices stopped abruptly.

Shanks sighed regretfully as he looked at the back of Mihawk who had settled the matter in an instant.

"I believe that you must have a way to determine the course in this sea area, and you should know the layout of the major islands," Mihawk glanced at the aborigines who were nodding frequently. In order to avoid the farce just now, he He expressed his request in as much detail as possible, "I don't ask how to get lost, I just need you to identify the location of the island we are on and where we are on the island based on the few islands that can be identified just now. .”

Shanks instantly understood Mihawk's intentions, and secretly admired Mihawk's agility.

The aborigines breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly gave a perfect answer according to Mihawk's request.Mihawk turned the old map according to the direction of the captives, centered on his own location, and used the direction of the mountain in front of him as a horizontal reference line. It is an island composed of craters and sickle-shaped peaks.

"So no matter what becomes of Days Island, just use this island as a reference and move towards eleven o'clock." Mihawk came to a conclusion.

"...So it's Sun Moon Island!" One of the captives suddenly realized.

"Sun Moon Island?" Mihawk turned his head.

"It can't be wrong!" The aborigines who didn't dare to look at Mihawk carefully covered part of the sickle-shaped mountain peak on the map with their fingers, only revealing a half-arc shape facing the round volcano image far away, with a tone of voice Li is full of courteousness, "There are now two islands! One is round and the other is hook-shaped, just like the sun and the moon; it is also the only place in the Ragwhite Sea that will not be covered by dark clouds forever, so We call them Sun Moon Island!"

"Has it partially sunk?" A thought flashed in Mihawk's mind, and then he interrupted the divergence of his thoughts, and the corners of his lips curved upward with a very slight arc.

Shanks, who had been watching coldly, suddenly had an extremely bad premonition, and the next second he watched Hawkeye pointing at himself with the finger that stopped the captives from acting, in an extremely irrelevant way. He said in a tone: "Red-haired, I've finished my question. These people were caught by your subordinates, and you should deal with them."

Shanks stared at Mihawk who passed by him, and the other party left a sentence "I'm going to sleep" before he walked away.The bloody and tearful confessions of the captives, which were several times more exaggerated than before, sounded again, and the object of their entanglement became the red-haired pirate captain.

Lackey laughed so hard that he almost couldn't even hold the meat firmly: "Boss! If you fight Hawkeye again, I will definitely bet on him to win, hahahahaha..."

Shanks resigned himself to the thought that fortunately his deputy captain hadn't come back, otherwise he might have reaped another sentence of "sorrow and reconciliation" that Beckman had used perfectly.

(Note: Days Island, and Sun Moon Island a hundred years later, see the picture below, picture BysQX)

Days Island a hundred years ago

Riyue Island a hundred years later