【Eagle Red】Lifetime

The duel between the red-haired Shanks, one of the four emperors, and the eagle-eyed Joracle Mihawk, one of the seven kings, is still talked about by the people of the Great Airway many years later.

People say that the red-haired captain who just became the Four Emperors traveled half of the new world that year, and appeared in the vicinity of the Navy headquarters in a ostentatious manner, and went to a duel without hesitation; This eliminates the possibility of the navy attacking the red-haired pirates.

At that moment, the eyes of the whole world were focused on the video phone bug that broadcast the duel live, but no one could tell what kind of duel it was—Hawkeye in the camera was carrying his exaggerated long knife Walk up the mountain road all the way, and finally disappear.Not long after, the sound of gold and iron clanging was so piercing that it could be heard even outside the mountain.The cracked rocks, the suddenly gloomy sky, and the sudden turbulent waves all showed how exciting a duel this was, and even changed the color of the sea and sky.

Some people who stand at the top of the world's power undoubtedly understand better what this duel means-the fight between the new pirate giants in the new world and the king's Shichibukai, no matter who loses, it will be a far-reaching event. matter.

"This is too messy!" In an office of the Navy Headquarters, Sengoku thumped the table angrily, "Don't they know the consequences of doing this?!"

"Aren't they two very nice young people?" The naval hero Garp, who was sitting on the sofa, happily picked up a senbei and took a bite.

"The red hair unilaterally ended the battle with us, and disappeared without a word." Marko looked at the broadcast screen on the Beluga in surprise, "I thought he escaped, so he was going to duel with others .”

"Woo la la la la, this temper is worthy of the boy on Roger's ship." The strongest pirate in the new world laughed, "Sons! Don't forget that we haven't finished the battle with the red hair yet! In that Before the kid comes back, he must not let other guys take advantage of the chaos to occupy his territory!"

"Yes!" The echoes on the Beluga came one after another.

"Luo, you have to watch carefully..." Doflamingo stretched out a finger and pointed to the screen in front of him, "If you choose a knife as your weapon, then don't miss the battle between these two swordsmen."

"But they're not in the camera at all!"

"Look carefully." The pirate wearing sunglasses turned his wrist over with a smile and folded his five fingers. "You will understand this state in the future."

"Oh..." The young man responded casually, and put his new white-spotted wrist behind his back, and his eyes were attracted by the person whose clothes suddenly caught fire.

In the camera, Beckman is putting his hands on the barrel of the gun at his waist, biting a cigarette with a relaxed expression on his face. Not far behind him, several reporters are slumped on the deck of the Reid.

The fierce fighting on Mount Vernon stopped abruptly after nearly three hours, but the eyes of the whole world were focused on this humble island for a long time, and no figure reappeared.

Both Hawkeye's and Redhead's boats were parked on the beach, obviously not going to leave by other paths-could it be a lose-lose ending?Such guesses surfaced in everyone's minds by coincidence.

The previous battle was too fierce, and no one could approach that mountain.Now everything seemed to have stopped, the sky was bright again, and the waves calmed down, so a few daring people wanted to touch the hill that was damaged by the surging sword energy to explore the battlefield.But they were all detained by the deputy captain of the Reid.

This unexpected kidnapping of a reporter immediately diverted the attention of most of the media people present. Beckman condemned in his heart the boss and Hawkeye who had to whisper together after each fight, and acted helplessly. A villain who caught the world's attention once.

"If anyone wants to enter the mountain..." He drew out his spear and fiddled with it in his hand, "After passing our level first, we will talk about it."

He turned his head and gave a wink, Lackey raised a thick leg and kicked all the captured reporters into the sea.

Facing the literati who protested loudly against him, Beckman took off the cigarette butt with a smile, and slowly blew a smoke ring, "Oh, we are pirates, so what if we kill people and set fire to them? Explain, eh?"

The chattering reporters suddenly fell silent.

Really, knowing that there are so many people watching outside, you can't make a long story short.Beckman glanced at the disfigured hill, feeling very bitter.

Shanks rubbed his nose and sneezed, breaking the silence between him and Mihawk.He was already calm when he spoke, "...Your sword technique has really improved a lot, congratulations."

"But I still can't beat you." Mihawk, who was sitting next to him, pressed the brim of his hat, and there was no regret in his voice.

Shanks shook his head seriously, smiled and played with the place on the shirt that was cut by the opponent's sword, "I tried my best to draw with you. I have the look of a king, so I only talk about the sword Skill, you have already won."

"That's just a kind of domineering, and I also used my knowledge." Mihawk lowered his head, stared at the hem of his windbreaker cut by the Western sword, and insisted, "So it's still a tie."

Shanks didn't argue about victory or defeat. He hesitated several times before he finally took a deep breath, put away his smile, turned his head, and stared at his friend with a blank expression. The side face: "I heard that you became that Qiwuhai...why?"

"...I want to give myself a resolution." Mihawk, who hadn't seen him for many years, still answered frankly.

"determination?"

"It's not easy to not care about a person so much. I thought it might be better to push myself to the opposite side of you." Mihawk felt the other person's fiery gaze, and turned his head to look directly at him calmly. Shanks after a long absence.

"But when I agreed to that guy, I was still thinking...you will show your sharpness sooner or later, then at least one of the most important forces in this world will not be your enemy."

Shanks froze in place for a moment, he raised his head back, his hands gradually gathered into fists on the ground, silently supporting his body that suddenly lost strength.

After a long time, he felt that the anger and disappointment in his heart that had been accumulated for a long time and was suppressed until the last moment were like dust in the fingers, quietly dissipating, leaving only the heart that he reluctantly accommodated. Looking at their hearts, they beat in an empty and lonely way.

Shanks once thought in many drunken half-dreams that after he questioned Hawkeye about that sentence, no matter what the other party answered, he should say goodbye to him decisively and never see this person who abandoned the glory of the pirates again. guy.

But this scene was always stuck in Mihawk's golden eyes full of emotion. He couldn't think of any reason the other party would give, let alone what kind of farewell words he should say.

In short, absolutely can not forgive.The red-haired pirate repeated in his heart angrily for countless times, then turned over and fell into a deep sleep.

Now that he heard Mihawk's answer, he began to regret for the first time his conquest of a great adventure.He can leave this relationship behind after saying goodbye, drink and sail happily, and look forward without any regrets... But he should know the most about the serious character of the person he provoked.

Shanks thought with some suffocation that he really couldn't forgive the other party, because he didn't have the qualifications to criticize.And being so selfish and self-willed, I also couldn't get forgiveness from the other party, because Mihawk obviously never resented him.

"I'm sorry." Shanks finally grabbed the straw hat in his arms, and said bitterly, "This matter... I didn't expect it to make you so hard." He couldn't think of anything but the simplest apology, What else can I say.

"It doesn't matter anymore." Mihawk raised his eyebrows, "I'm already able to fight you without any grievances, and I don't have any thoughts that I can't say... I should even thank you."

Shanks wasn't sure if Mihawk was being ironic.

The swordsman put his hand on the black knife that was inserted obliquely into the soil beside him, "Having and losing, this is different from having nothing at all. Only after experiencing shaking and confusion can I become more determined. Without these experiences, it will be difficult to achieve what I pursue A higher realm."

"...I don't think you would say that on purpose to comfort me." Shanks couldn't tell whether he felt lost or relaxed.

"A pirate like you doesn't need comfort."

Shanks had to admit that this was a very high compliment, which made him unable to be entangled.He heaved a long sigh of relief, and finally showed a happy smile from the heart, "It's really great, the Hawkeye I knew is finally back."

Mihawk pointed to the flagon on Shanks' waist, "Since you brought wine, why don't you have a drink together? I also want to hear about you. Becoming a new generation of big pirates must have experienced different things. Don't fight hard? Have you met any outstanding swordsmen?"

"Eh? You will also ask for wine?" Shanks was greatly surprised, "But I seem to have forgotten to bring a glass."

"I want to taste the rum when I see you," Mihawk took off the cross knife around his neck, "The cup is not a problem. After all..."

Shanks watched his friend suddenly put his hands on the ground as lazily as himself.Mihawk relaxed his body and looked up at the hill not far away, as if he was recalling something.It was the first time for Shanks to feel this kind of lazy and comfortable atmosphere from the other party.

After a while, the swordsman slowly showed a rare smile and raised his eyebrows, "What if we don't need a cup? Our relationship is more than that, right?"

Was... been, teased, played,? !Shanks stared dumbfounded at Mihawk who got up to find wood to make wine glasses.

The red-haired pirate unceremoniously picked up the first cut bamboo wine glass, drank the wine by himself, and his eyes fell on Mihawk's dexterous fingers as he turned the bamboo glass.

He thought of some details of their fight - the supreme sharp knife named "Ye" was controlled by Mihawk smoothly, retracting and retracting freely as if it were a part of himself.Shanks had to admit that even after two full years of fighting in the New World, if the support of Overlord Color was thrown away, he was no longer as good as the opponent in terms of simply understanding the sword.

He could see a huge change in Mihawk's knife technique - the combination of hardness and softness, doing whatever he wanted, which was undoubtedly a step further than the knife technique that could cut flying swords in his impression.Hawkeye didn't lie to him, and Shanks believed that his friend must have realized something more remarkable, so he was able to become calm and casual from swords and people.

Shanks' heart moved, he glanced at Mihawk's focused and calm face, and suddenly understood the state of mind behind the other's understatement.His apology came too late, Mihawk was already so calm, and even made fun of the things between them, so, has he really looked away?

Hawkeye was indeed a man of his word, Shanks let out a breath, and finally smiled.He put the wine jug in front of Mihawk's new wine glass, which he had just sharpened, and filled him with wine.

"Cheers!" Shanks raised the bamboo tube in his hand and slammed it into Mihawk's cup—what about the big pirate and Qi Wuhai?After going around for so long, after he had thought several times that he would never see Hawkeye again, they were still able to drink and chat so easily. This was the perfect ending.

Shanks watched Mihawk drank the whole glass of wine without frowning. He reached into his belt and pulled out another thing he hesitated for a long time and finally decided to bring—a piece of paper with his name card of life.He made it after he came to the new world, and later he saw the news that Hawkeye became Shichibukai, and thought he would never have the chance to send this thin paper again.

"I'll give this to you!" He carefully tore the white paper in half, reached out again, and pinned half of the paper to Mihawk's feather hat. The small piece of paper followed the white feather on the black brim of the hat Swaying in the wind, it looks indescribably vivid.

"...When I came to Mount Vernon this time, I found out that I was being targeted by the navy. In the future duels, I'm afraid it will not be easy for me to attend the appointment at any time."

"Shall I find you instead?" Mihawk took off the life card on the hat, glanced at the name signed on it, and put it in his arms, he solemnly said, "Until I completely defeat you, I will not Drop it."

"I can see that your swordsmanship has improved a lot, but it's still not perfect!" Shanks smiled happily, "If you don't think the overlord look is cheating, I still have some room for improvement, at least I can accompany you. How many years have you been playing!"

"This is the best," Mihawk added a glass of wine to himself, "I should be more calm when I see you next time."

"Huh?" Shanks couldn't help but froze his arm holding the wine glass.

Mihawk calmly looked away from the other party's exposed collarbone, not intending to explain further. "Speaking of... what are your future plans? I saw that some newspapers called you one of the 'Four Emperors' of the New World. This title is very interesting."

Shanks' attention was immediately attracted by Mihawk's new topic, and he sighed: "I have never regarded myself as a person from the new world! What's so good about the 'Four Emperors', even with friends No duel is free."

"You don't have to carry it, do you?" Mihawk raised his eyebrows, "That's what the Navy can't wait for."

He didn't expect this simple sentence to make Shanks silent for a long time, and finally he saw that the other party put the precious straw hat on his head, just like when he talked about Ralph Drew's daylight two years ago.

"This hat was given to me by Captain Roger." Shanks pressed the straw hat on his head softly, "I was a child at that time, and I had to raise my head high to see the captain's face. This straw hat, and then stood on the barrel and made a loud promise to Captain Roger, saying that I would definitely become an excellent pirate worthy of this hat. I still remember that the captain laughed happily after hearing my words."

Mihawk couldn't quite understand the logical relationship between straw hats and excellent pirates. Before he had time to make more associations, he heard Shanks whisper, "But Hawkeye, what makes an excellent pirate?" Where are the pirates?"

Mihawk froze for a moment, he didn't think he was an excellent pirate, so he carefully quoted some words Shanks once said, "... Pursue your dreams freely and happily with your friends?"

"Until now, I have turned around all the seas and all the routes on the great route," Shanks smiled with longing, "but I know that greater adventures exist in those who are not on the route." In the unknown sea. There are so many oceans in this world that we don’t understand, maybe I won’t be able to walk them all in my life.”

"That's why I always think your dream is grand and romantic." Mihawk helped Shanks refill the wine, "The backbone of the navy is concentrated on the great route, once you leave the reverse mountain, the headquarters will be beyond reach .The naval branch of the Four Seas is not worthy of attention, so no matter when and where I go to you to fight a duel, I won’t be followed by those guys anymore.”

"This would be ideal!" Shanks' eyes lit up, but he swung his glass and his voice dropped again, "But, Hawkeye, if I have two things in mind that I can't do at the same time... "

Mihawk watched Shanks take off the straw hat on his head and held it in his arms, and said slowly, "Captain Roger changed the world with one sentence, and then I grew up and began to understand many things." The red-haired man smiled slightly, "My thoughts and ambitions are far from the captain's expectations. I am not the person he was waiting for. But before that person appeared, as a member of Roger's pirates, Can I also do something for this era?"

"What do you want to do?"

Shanks took a long breath, "The New World is a cruel place. After the arrival of the era of great pirates, there have been many more desperadoes. The Navy Headquarters can't control there. The law of the jungle is the only law in that sea. I also understand that this is inevitable, but there are some things I can't stand."

Mihawk couldn't help but think of the news that he often saw the news of the red-haired pirates colliding with people in the new world in the newspaper. He knew that Shanks was not a warlike character, and there was a flash of confusion.

"...Is this why you develop your power in the new world?" He nodded, ready to pour another cup for the other party, "Want to clean up the mess for One Piece?"

"I don't think Captain Roger did anything wrong." Shanks, who didn't like the wine glass, simply grabbed the wine jug from Mihawk's hand and took a big gulp. "A lot of things are extremely bad. There will be a new beginning after that. But even if it is naive, I still hope that the price is as small as possible."

"For this reason, are you going to give up your dream and become the 'Four Emperors' of that new world?"

"I don't know," Shanks said with a hint of helplessness in his smile, "Dreams are what a person wants to do most, right? But now I can't be sure what that thing is. I want to leave the great But I want to go back to the new world. My sword can always protect some innocent people. I don’t want to let those guys who use Captain Roger’s words to do anything wrong, they are not worthy of being pirates. "

Mihawk didn't speak for a long time, and let the red-haired pirate beside him monopolize the jug.Until Shanks was still thinking about the empty wine jug, he handed the untouched glass of wine in his hand to the other party. "The thing you want to do the most... I think the answer must already be in your heart. It's just that the price of it may be too great for you, so you haven't gathered enough courage to face it."

Shanks raised his head suddenly, looking at Mihawk who had no expression on his face.

Mihawk met Shanks' searching gaze calmly, "There's no need to be too entangled, you will know what to do sooner or later."

"Is this your experience?" Shanks blurted out and asked.

Mihawk pressed down the brim of his hat, narrowed his cold golden eyes, and said calmly, "It's sort of."