【Eagle Red】Lifetime

On the not-so-wide main street in Pitty Town, Shanks, who was walking side by side with Mihawk, suddenly sneezed. He rubbed his nose with his hand, "Who is talking about me behind my back?"

Mihawk ignored the muttering to himself, and looked at the shops on both sides of the street in a leisurely way.The young swordsman did not show any particular interest in the customs and customs of Pitty Town, but he also did not eagerly look for shops selling diving equipment.

However, Shanks keenly felt that the seemingly leisurely Mihawk was guarding his surroundings.He didn't like this kind of Hawkeye very much, but he couldn't help thinking that Hawkeye said that he had only been a pirate for two years, but he had already become like this. Obviously, he had learned some painful lessons, right?What has he faced in the past two years, and how did he form such an almost meticulous mind?

The red-haired man scratched his head, realizing that he couldn't continue thinking.Some kind of ridiculous emotion close to sympathy came up again, which disturbed him a little.

In the end, he tapped the other person's arm to break the guard of the stabbing person, "The shops over there seem to be very lively, let's go and have a look?"

Mihawk turned his head and saw the other party's gentle smile. He raised his slender eyebrows and followed Shanks' pace.

Shanks ended up buying two bottles of Pitty's local wine.He handed one of the bottles to Mihawk, opened the other on the spot, and drank as he walked.

"It is said that this wine is brewed with cold spring water on a volcanic island." Shanks took a big gulp and said happily, "Sure enough, I have to travel all over the world myself, so as not to miss such a unique thing!"

Mihawk held a bottle of "Volcanic Cold Spring Wine" in his hand, and did not make any comments on Shanks' remarks, but just followed quietly.

The red-haired pirate finally stood in front of an unremarkable shop. This was a deserted shop. The only female shopkeeper was sitting in front of the counter pounding medicinal materials with a pipe in her mouth.The store's signboard is engraved with a small pattern and two simple words - "VibleCard".

"It's actually a life card!" Shanks was a little surprised, "I thought this kind of thing can only be customized in certain places in the new world!"

The female shopkeeper didn't look up at the customers who stopped by. Her indifferent tone matched that of Mihawk on the phone, "Leave your nails and pick up the goods tomorrow afternoon."

Shanks turned to look at Mihawk standing behind him, "Will you be here tomorrow afternoon, Hawkeye?"

Mihawk looked up at the sky, "I can't miss the wind direction, and I'm leaving before midnight."

"That's a pity." Shanks took another sip of wine, "I wanted to give you half of it after I finished it."

The woman who had been lowering her head to make medicines raised her head and glanced at the customer in front of her, "So it's red hair and eagle eyes."

Shanks turned his head in surprise, looking at the middle-aged woman in front of him who was neither humble nor overbearing, "Uh, you know us?"

The woman pushed the hair from her forehead behind her ears, "I'm afraid the whole island already knows about these two famous and recognizable big pirates."

"We are not hostile." Shanks smiled gently.

"Leaving Rigwhite early is good for everyone, I only do business for the locals." The woman softly ordered the two "notorious" pirates to leave, and then lowered her head to busy with the work in hand.

"I remember that life cards are not consumables," Shanks said to Mihawk who was also thoughtful after walking a few steps, "No matter how many pieces it is divided into, as long as the owner's vitality is strong, it will not be damaged and will remain intact." A certain size. Could it be that I was too young when I went to the new world, and that I misremembered the saying?"

"You remember correctly." Mihawk gave an affirmative answer.

"There are only so many residents in Pitty Town. A piece of paper is enough for a lifetime, right? But this shop doesn't seem to be short of business..."

"I think this is probably the key to why the locals won't get lost in Rigwhite." Mihawk made a hypothesis calmly.

"Life cards will attract each other. If a life card is only divided into two parts and one half is buried on an island, the other half can be used to reach the destination next time. The aborigines only need to do more Some life cards are buried on the various islands of Rigwhite, and they can sail smoothly in this sea area."

Shanks patted the straw hat on his head in defeat, "You want to get this layer."

"I'm not that alert," Mihawk said, not proudly. "I've seen life-saving cards in some nautical diaries before, and the reasoning is the same."

"The locals actually have such a way to fight against this ghostly climate," Shanks showed a big smile, "the customs of various places are really interesting!"

"But..." Mihawk hesitated to speak.

"What's wrong?" Shanks looked at his rarely hesitant friend in surprise.

"The signboard of that shop," Mihawk frowned slightly, "there is the family emblem of swordsman Palindi on it. I hope he has other descendants."

"I don't think it's too much to call you a sword idiot."

"Thank you for the compliment."

However, to Mihawk's disappointment, he found that many shops in Pitty Town carried Palindi's family crest.Shanks patted his partner on the shoulder and comforted him: "No one stipulates that the offspring of a swordsman must also be a swordsman, right? It's a good thing for them to switch to business."

Mihawk silently accepted this fact, and his purpose of coming to Rigg White was not to challenge the successor of Swordsman.Until the sky gradually darkened and the wind direction in Pitty Town gradually changed, Mihawk stopped and said to Shanks, "I should go buy diving equipment."

The red-haired man smiled, "Then let's walk the last part of the road together, and make an appointment for the time and place to meet next time!"

"See you next time?"

"We said we would fight in the future," Shanks reprimanded, "Don't you think that dating between men is a joke?"

"Of course not," Mihawk immediately denied, "This is something I've been looking forward to."

Shanks put his hands behind his head and calmly followed behind Mihawk. "How about in a year? I think a year is enough time for Reid to complete the last two routes."

"I have no objection, what about the location?"

"It's up to you! Your knowledge of geography must be better than mine." Shanks generously admitted his weakness.

Mihawk thought for a while, and finally said: "Although I can't remember the exact latitude and longitude, there is an uninhabited deserted island called Mount Fernon (Final) dozens of nautical miles southeast of the Chambord Islands. It is suitable for The duel will not affect your plans to go to the new world later."

"I don't remember the name, maybe it's on our last route?" Shanks laughed, "I knew you would be able to arrange the best location!"

Mihawk didn't say anything about this compliment. He believed that the redhead was the one who knew how to give full play to his talents.This is a man who readily admits his own inadequacies and readily accepts help from others, yet the redhead, despite his seeming casualness, never pushes any problems beyond his reach.

Mihawk found the only shop in Pitty Town that specializes in selling diving equipment. He looked at the emblem of the Palindi family that was no longer unfamiliar on the signboard, and was speechless for a while.He visited many shops selling marine supplies along the way, but he didn't expect that it would take so much trouble to buy a simple diving cylinder - after hearing his request, all the shopkeepers said that there was only one in Pitty Town that sold these Sealed device store.

"There is only one store selling gas cylinders on an island that salvages sunken ships? Isn't that a bit strange?" Shanks shrugged. "Is it because the island is too small?"

Mihawk did not have a detailed discussion with the other party on this issue. He raised his eyes to look at the darkened night sky, and stepped into this large shop.

When the dozing young clerk saw Mihawk and Shanks stepping in, panic flashed across his face for a moment. This did not escape the eyes of the two pirate novas, but he thought he had been recognized before. experience, it is no surprise.

Mihawk briefly described what he needed, the clerk nodded, turned around and went to the counter, leaving two customers standing alone in the front hall.

Shanks looked at the various submersibles on the shelf, and suggested to Mihawk: "Since you have arrived here, you can consider bringing more equipment besides gas cylinders and respirators? Listen to your description, underwater Seems very unsafe."

"The cave is very narrow and long, and the layout inside is much more ingenious than the outside. Taking too many things down will affect the action." Mihawk couldn't help but regretted, "If the island didn't sink so much, then even the gas cylinders wouldn't be needed. "

While speaking, the clerk poked his head out from the backstage of the store again. Unexpectedly, he did not bring the gas cylinders and respirators that Mihawk requested, but rolled out a wheelchair.

Mihawk lowered his head in doubt, and happened to meet the person in the wheelchair. His intuition made the young swordsman calm down quickly, and he faintly raised his guard against this guy who was not afraid of his gaze.

"I am the owner of this store." The owner, who was about thirties, gently pushed the glasses frame, maintaining a pleasant smile, "Because I was not feeling well, I asked the children next door to help me look at it. I know how to shop. I'm sorry to have kept the gentlemen waiting so long."

Shanks noticed the not-so-thin calluses on the tiger's right hand of the owner of the diving equipment store, and then he saw the other's two legs—more precisely, one and a half. The businessman lost his left calf, his right foot Unnaturally twisted, resting powerlessly on the pedal of the wheelchair.

Hawkeye probably won't have a chance to compete with this guy who is probably also the heir of the sword hero, Shanks looked back and thought.

Like Shanks, Mihawk did not deliberately look at or avoid the flaws of the shop owner.He described his requirements again - two portable gas cylinders that can sustain a person breathing at a depth of 15 meters for at least [-] minutes, and a matching respirator that adjusts the air pressure.

"It's hard to cope with the water depth of [-] meters with such simple equipment," the boss kindly reminded, "I think you should prepare another set of anti-pressure diving suit and goggles."

"No need." Mihawk flatly rejected this friendly promotion.

"Is it okay to add one more goggles?" Shanks couldn't help participating in the discussion.

"Some things must be seen with both eyes." Mihawk gently pushed the brim of his hat, "I'm not used to wearing those glasses."

"Your eyes are very clear and beautiful." The boss did not try to persuade the customer who had made up his mind again. He directed the young man who helped him to take things off the shelves, and said warmly, "Goggles do affect the range of vision. In short , The depth of [-] meters must challenge the limit of the human body, I wish you a pleasant adventure."

Mihawk checked the gas cylinders and respirators he got, and found that everything was in conventional configuration, light and portable, and there seemed to be no problem.

Before he was about to pay, Shanks picked up a gas cylinder, weighed it with both hands, and asked with a frown, "So light? Is the outer aluminum shell too thin?"

"This is an expert's way." The boss who was questioned was not angry, he stretched out his hand and drew a circle in the air, and explained with a smile, "The reason why I am the only one selling diving cylinders in Pitty Town is because here The production technology is smart enough to take into account both lightness and strength. A perfectly shaped gas cylinder is evenly stressed in water. Even if its outer shell is not thick, it can also balance the water pressure in all directions and will never break You can rest assured."

Shanks has no interest in such popular science, and Jesus, who likes to tinker with gadgets the most, is not around, so he has no way of identifying the truth of these words.

"Sir, if you are worried, hang it in deep water with a rope and try it out. If it breaks, I will refund the full amount." The boss assured him with confidence.

"No need," Mihawk gently placed a stack of Baileys on the counter, "That's right."

"It's because I'm uneducated." Shanks showed an apologetic smile to the boss who had been smiling all the time, and strode to keep pace with Mihawk's departure.

"I thought you would prepare a few more cylinders." Shanks looked at the few equipment in Mihawk's hand, "Is half an hour enough for you to get that knife?"

"I don't even know if it's there." Mihawk weighed the tote bag, "But I have a hunch that the knife, or its previous owner, wasn't waiting for someone with rich knowledge in the ocean. people."

"There is no doubt that the one who can master the Supreme Sword must be an excellent swordsman."

"Those underwater layouts have exceeded my ability to cope, and I don't even know the purpose of their existence." Mihawk raised his eyebrows. "Maybe I can understand it when I reach a certain limit."

Shanks watched his friend turn his head, and once again showed that extremely rare, high-spirited smile, "The rules are set by the predecessors, considering the changes in the environment, I have given myself one more chance This is the test I must pass, the number one in the world is to not lose to anyone who uses a sword, even if he is a swordsman a hundred years ago."

Shanks understood that he should not say anything more, he put on a generous smile: "Remember our duel, don't put yourself here! I will become stronger in a year, and I will take the whole ship with me. People are waiting for you on Vernon Island, Hawkeye!"

Mihawk turned and walked away, waving his back to Shanks as he drifted away, "I will report to you through the newspaper that you are safe."

"Cut warships?" Shanks recalled the hobby of Hawkeye that Beckman once popularized, and took a sip of wine with a wry smile, "Speaking of which, I only cut down a small boat in more than ten days, which is really interesting. .”