【Eagle Red】Lifetime

After a brief silence, Shanks finally showed a cheerful smile, "Thank you, Hawkeye! I always thought that as the captain of Reid, I was the least qualified to hesitate and be confused, so this matter didn't even matter. Talked to Beckman. It's a lot easier now that I've said it all."

"Don't thank me, no one can help you." Mihawk suddenly changed the subject, "So, are you going to return to the new world now?"

"...I suddenly want to visit the East China Sea again." Shanks's gentle eyes looking to the east were covered by a hill not far away, "That is the hometown of Captain Roger! Besides, Jesus Bu also chanted His wife and son for several years."

Mihawk was a little surprised by this decision.

"Leave the new world for now, and see if I can let go of this burden. Otherwise, even if I start a new adventure, my heart will be bound there, and there will be no freedom and happiness to speak of." Shanks drank the last After drinking a glass of wine, I breathed out, "If I can see it openly, I won't go back to the great route. If not, then this trip to the East China Sea will be my last self-willedness!"

Mihawk doesn't think Shanks should take any responsibility for this turbulent and chaotic era, but he doesn't want to interfere with the other party's persistence and determination, "If your final decision is to leave here completely, remember to report to me .Otherwise I would not be able to challenge you to a duel."

"You can come anytime!" Shanks was a little surprised, "I'd be happy to play a few more games with you!"

"I don't want to fight against a guy who is confused." Mihawk raised his eyebrows. "Such a victory is meaningless. It doesn't prove that I am stronger than you."

Shanks has gotten used to his friend's seriousness, he shrugged his shoulders, "Go to the New World too, Hawkeye! It's indeed a place where strong people come forth, maybe during the time I'm away, You can meet better opponents."

"I'm really going to see it, although I don't think anyone else can bring a greater challenge." Mihawk stood up, "Then, I will take two steps first, and I will give you a ride."

"Eh?" Shanks was confused for a moment.

"Before I went up the mountain, I warned the navy that they would not dare to take the risk of firing at your ship when I was there." Mihawk pulled out the black knife on the ground, retracted it behind his back, and stepped forward, "Your Majesty Shichibukai and the navy clashed in front of outsiders, and the influence was not good."

"Hawkeye...you've changed a lot," Shanks threw down the flagon, jumped up, and followed Mihawk, "I thought you wouldn't think about these troublesome relationships."

"It's inevitable to think about something when you're bored—" Mihawk paused for a moment, and finally swallowed back the words—it's better than thinking about someone.

"Still so focused..." Shanks wanted to go to another floor, "Can't things like Shichibukai be done carelessly?"

"I will not be your enemy." Mihawk said in a low voice before reaching the top of the mountain without looking back.

The naval fleet behind him disappeared from sight. Shanks withdrew his gaze and lamented how reliable his friend was—under the watchful eyes of everyone, Mihawk just glanced at the reporters who were staring at him calmly. There was no sound at all.

Shanks followed his friends through the crowd calmly, and what happened afterwards was just as Mihawk expected. Facing the Reid and the coffin ship coming side by side, the navy fleet silently spread out the encirclement, Let the red-haired pirates go away.Shanks stood by the side of the boat, never taking his eyes off Mihawk.

Looking down, he could only see the breeze blowing feathers on the wide brim of the hat, and Hawkeye stopped his small coffin ship beside the navy's fleet, leaving his back defenseless. The Reid sat with arms folded facing the warship that turned its muzzle.

His back and the boat are suspended between the vast sea and sky, and it looks a bit thin against the backdrop of many huge warships.As the Reid drifted away, the shadow that was silently confronting the fleet alone finally melted into the sunlight and became slightly invisible.

Shanks knew that Mihawk didn't look back, he imagined the expressions of the commander of the naval fleet and the senior officers of the Navy Headquarters not far away, and smiled slightly.There is no doubt that Mihawk has given him one of the best parting gifts.

Beckman strode over, glanced at Shanks's torn sleeve, "It looks like you haven't talked about it yet."

"What are you talking about! Do we have a reason to break up?!" Shanks expressed a strong protest.

Beckman decided not to look back at how his captain had repeatedly put the flagon on his waist and unfastened it several times before leaving. "Shall we go back to the Chambord Islands for coating?" The deputy captain of the Reid asked in an almost affirmative tone, exhaling a smoke ring.

Unexpectedly, the big head of the red-haired pirates shook his head with a smile, and snapped his fingers briskly, "We won't go back to the New World! Let's go to the East China Sea!"

The entire Reid was silent for a moment because of the captain's sudden announcement, and then echoed everywhere.The pirates ran around in a hurry, making their own preparations for their new goal, and no one questioned Shanks.

"Jesus Bu!" Shanks grabbed the sniper who was about to count the shells, "I'm back in the East China Sea this time, do you want to visit my wife and son?"

However, he didn't expect that after a moment of joy, Jesus waved his hand generously, "Thank you, boss... I don't want it anymore!"

"Eh?! You talk about them every day?" Shanks was surprised, "Think about it... Maybe if we miss this time, we won't have the chance to go back to the East China Sea."

"There's no chance, right?" The sniper of the Reid spread his hands easily, "The red-haired pirates are already so conspicuous, my family should know that I'm fine. My bounty is not low, go back On the contrary, it may bring trouble to the hometown."

Shanks, who hadn't thought about this level, was stunned, and then Jesus patted his shoulder with a smile, "What is the boss thinking? Returning to his hometown is not a pirate! Ever since I accepted the pirate The call of the flag, you must say goodbye to that little thought. Without this kind of awareness, how can you be a pirate?!"

Shanks stood still and watched the back of Jesus leaving gracefully, then turned his head and glanced in the direction of Mount Vernon.Hawkeye's shadow was already out of sight, and the red-haired man gently repeated the words of his excellent sniper: "...without such awareness, how can you be a pirate?"

Shanks was silent for a while, finally whistled, and sat down on the sturdy deck of the Reid with his cape lifted.He looked at the sea and blue sky in the east with all his eyes, happily looking forward to his own unknown adventure.

When the mail bird delivering the newspaper landed on the coffin boat, Mihawk was holding a glass of red wine and leaning on his seat lazily with his legs crossed.

Mihawk never considered that his life would be associated with the word boring—before he met Shanks, his life was simple and fulfilling, and his only worry was how to improve his too rigid swordsmanship; In the first year of leaving Shanks, his heart was occupied by repressed and impetuous emotions, and he spent a lot of good time in a daze; after they met and separated, Shanks made that arrogant speech to him Speaking, he began to learn to think of other things to divert his attention when he thought of the pirate; and later he and Shanks had another duel, and Mihawk was relieved to find that the emotions he had accumulated for two years were in In that hearty duel, he was venting with every swing of the knife, and finally he could sit down calmly and have a long and peaceful talk with the redhead, and he could even enlighten the other party.

Even at the moment when the Reid turned its back on him and drifted away towards the East China Sea, when Mihawk sat in his small boat and silently faced the successive warships in front of him, he still did not expect that, In the next two years, there will be an uninvited guest named "Boring" who will come to visit with increasing acquaintance.

This emotion only came about because he started to think of a name called "Shanks" less and less.Even though he still admits that red hair is a bit special to him, he already has the confidence to turn his little mood into an effective attack against the opponent in future duels.Until the day when the past gradually fades away and he can completely let go of everything, he will also completely defeat Shanks and take the last step to reach his dream in a legitimate way.

It is a clean thing to lose the tailing of the navy, but it is inevitable that there is no warship that is most suitable for being cut when bored, but it is inevitable to make people feel a little regretful.Mihawk also tried to cut a passing warship casually in an extremely boring situation. After that, he waited for a long time, but he did not wait for any public or private protest from the world government.

Mihawk was surprised by the navy's over-tolerant attitude towards him, but he was too lazy to explore more.He has always had the courage to admit that he is not a good pirate, and now that he belongs to the government in name, he is also brave enough to admit that he is not a good king under Qi Wuhai.

All he cares about is the mental state that can only be called emptiness that appears more and more frequently in his mind.The sunrise and sunset are still the same, but the fulfilling life in the past seems to have been secretly eaten by some unknown insects. Only at the moment of vigilance did I realize a certain sense of vast and boundless emptiness.Mihawk thought for a long time, and found that even if he wanted to put the name of "Shanks" back in his heart, it was not enough to fill the ever-expanding hole in his heart.

Just like a certain serious injury he suffered in the New World, after he held his breath and focused on using the cross knife that was roasted by the fire, and personally gouged out the poisoned carrion on the wound, the bloody and painful wound would slowly heal. Self-healing, reunion as before, but it will no longer accommodate the flesh and blood that once belonged to it.

The past is the past, even though the name Shanks still makes his heart throb with pain, but a certain relationship between them is impossible to come back.

Mihawk has been wandering in the New World for two full years. He actively seeks out those swordsmen who are in the limelight to compete with each other, and occasionally waits for people who are attracted to him.

Unlike the fierce but non-killing duels with Shanks, Mihawk suffered a lot of injuries in these duels.Sometimes it's because the opponent is strong enough, which makes him happy, and sometimes it's just because the opponent is too sinister and vicious.He doesn't care what method his opponent uses, the fruit ability is still a hidden weapon - since the goal is to be number one in the world, as long as the opponent holds a sword, he should win for granted, that's all.

Mihawk, who has a firm belief, has never failed, and he has never even had a draw. "Death" determination, while Shanks is a gentle character who doesn't like fighting so much.

So the red-haired Shanks became the only swordsman who ever fought Hawk-eyed Mihawk to a tie.This person cunningly took the lead, occupied this honor, and unknowingly gave the swordsman valuable experience and lessons.Since then, Mihawk's other opponents have only two options: "failure" and "kill Hawkeye". As his swordsmanship becomes more sophisticated, the latter becomes more and more difficult to achieve.

During Mihawk's second year in the new world, he found that he could no longer find any good swordsmen to compete with.

At this time, the Reid had disappeared for nearly two years, and a red-haired pirate with three scars on his face was gradually forgotten by the people of the Great Route. Only some quiet and peaceful islands in the New World, The flag belonging to the Red Hair Pirates was still hanging.

Mihawk was surprised by this, and finally found that the people who protected these small islands were actually the legendary Whitebeard Pirates who were at odds with Shanks.He didn't explore the reason, turning enemies into friends has always been Shanks' specialty, maybe the redhead left with confidence after anticipating this.

When more and more critics began to describe him as "the best swordsman today" and "maybe the world's number one swordsman", Mihawk just cast his eyes on the sea and sky in the far east.

He thought he was so empty probably because the last person who could be called an opponent was not ready to face him.Before the red hair conveyed his decision, Mihawk was not ready to accept the untrue title of "the world's number one swordsman". Even if he felt bored, he was still willing to wait for the opportunity for Shanks to duel with him.

Mihawk's patience has always been good, and he didn't even expect to completely defeat Shanks in the next duel.The number one swordsman in the world is his only goal in life. Mihawk, who is just 31 years old, believes from the bottom of his heart that he is still far away from it. He also has a good opponent who can bring him great challenges in terms of kendo and emotion. , he still has a lot of room for improvement, so he is not in a hurry to take off that dazzling title prematurely and sit on the unique glorious throne.

So in this sunny afternoon, the small coffin boat was drifting smoothly on the gentle sea, and the untimely visit of the postal bird didn't interest Mihawk too much—presumably it was the famous pirate who was arrested. ?

Mihawk still held the wine glass lightly in his right hand, shook the thin paper with his free left hand, and glanced at it casually.In the next second, the sound of glass shattering cut through the leisurely sea breeze abruptly, and the red wine flowed down from the swordsman's palm along with blood, wet the neat and elegant cuffs, and fell onto the deck in drops.Ke Mihawk just stared at the simple account unknowingly.

There's a nicely captured photo above, of a redhead.