【Eagle Red】Lifetime

With his head down, Mihawk quietly sat on the only seat of the small coffin boat, letting his boat drift aimlessly in the blue sea.

Ever since confirming the news of the return of the red-haired pirates, Mihawk has been convinced that Shanks, who has suffered a change, will be able to gain a foothold in the new world again-that pirate is the person he values ​​most, and he doubts the ability of the other party It is contemptuous of oneself.

The reason why the red-haired hand was broken was extremely important to him.But the past is irreversible. For the red-haired pirates, there must be a lot of urgent things to deal with right now.Mihawk didn't think it was a good time for him to visit, so he patiently waited for the clear message of Shanks' resurgence.

For three whole years, he didn't think that the guy who could hit Shanks hard may have been wiped out by Shanks long ago. There may not be a powerful opponent far surpassing himself in this world, but he still couldn't do anything about it. To imagine, after getting such an answer, what should I do next.

When the time comes, you will naturally know that, no matter what, the red-haired broken arm is an unchangeable history, so it is useless to think too much before getting his own personal confirmation.Whenever he thought of the worst possibility, Mihawk would involuntarily interrupt his thoughts that continued to diverge.

Those unexpected things in life are always unreasonable, just like that year when I met the red-haired pirate named Shanks unprepared, since then, he has become a person in my heart who has not completely crossed over. the hurdle.

Mihawk knew that he was not ready to lose his opponent, and he didn't want to experience the same embarrassing thing again, so the opportunity to meet the red hair was delayed again and again by the swordsman.Until Shanks was finally recognized as the "Four Emperors" by the World Government again, he had no reason to wait any longer.

During the journey to the red-haired station following the instructions of the life card, Mihawk deliberately slowed down.He knew that he was faintly afraid, afraid that a certain answer that was not impossible would come out of Shanks' mouth.

The number one in the world is obviously the goal that I have always dreamed of, but I am only one step away from it, and I have been lingering for three full years, and I still can't let go.With some subtle emotions, Mihawk secretly ridiculed his own unspeakable feelings - even if he no longer has an evenly matched opponent, if he can't even face his own thoughts calmly, then what qualifications do he have to take on the responsibility of the world? What about the first reputation?

The messy and unsolvable contradictions lingered uncontrollably in the mind of the new great swordsman, until he finally saw the guy who had been away for a long time——Shanks had changed a lot, but in front of him, he was still the same. Still the enthusiastic and frank Shanks.

After all, Mihawk did not expect that the past that Shanks told him without hesitation was even more absurd than his worst imagination-it was neither a fight nor an adventure, and his arm was bitten off by a sea king to save a kid ?

It's not that he can't understand what Shanks is trying to convey to himself-the red-haired pirate does not regret the sacrifice he made for "protection", that is his belief and oath.Even if I can't empathize with the meaning of "protection", I have no position to feel angry and regret for the other party.

After five years of reunion, Shanks only used a series of warm and cheerful chats to push himself to the title that has no suspense anymore.

The world's number one swordsman...?

Mihawk can’t describe his mood at this moment—he’s neither satisfied nor excited, neither angry nor sad, it’s just as if his hard work for many years suddenly slackened at this moment, and all kinds of emotions flowed through him like running water The chest has taken away all the fighting spirit and emotion, leaving only the thick sand and stone called exhaustion that has been deposited on the riverbed of the soul.

They have already been washed away by time, but they just silently and heavily cover his heart and lungs, desolate and desolate... empty.

That half-empty sleeve still swayed in the swordsman's heart one after another, but the heart-wrenching feeling was only a flash in the pan.Mihawk suddenly has no interest in thinking about the name that he has been treating with care for many years, but he still can’t let go of it——Shanks will never lack drinking friends, and since the moment the other party lost his left arm three years ago, He was doomed to lose his opponent.Now that things are going on, do you still want to hold on to the aftertaste of the past that has long ended or never started and refuse to let go?

The daily drinking of the Four Emperors and Qiwuhai? "duel"?That pirate clearly said that he had already made up his mind, but he was still so naive, without any awareness of controlling one side... Such a boring proposal is as good as nothing.

Mihawk raised his head silently. He stared at the extremely far place with his calm golden eyes. The valiant blue sky and the peaceful sea formed a borderless line, like a bleak and silent stretching To the boundless sky.

The island behind is no longer visible, but the lonely and uninhabited road ahead is still long and unreachable.Mihawk raised his jaw, stretched out his hand firmly and proudly, and held the black knife behind his back.

It's all over?No...it's just the beginning.

In October of 1513 in the Haiyuan calendar, King Shichibukai, who is famous for the great route, and the world's number one swordsman, Hawkeye, abruptly ended his ten-year drifting life at sea, and landed in Sikaia, which was completely destroyed by the war. The island of Kuraijana where the ruins of the Li Kingdom are located.

The smoke of the war has not yet dissipated, and the strong smell of blood is still lingering. Mihawk stepped on the dark red ground step by step, avoiding the severed limbs and carrion corpses standing in the soil expressionlessly. The knife pierced the armor.Ignoring the strong hostility emanating from the spying animals behind him, he walked slowly towards the only remaining castle on the island with a black knife on his back.

Mihawk stood still in front of the castle, exerted a little strength, and pushed open the blood-stained door. Amidst the dust and dust, he looked at the countless corrupted and messy cross decorations in the room, and understood that no one here would be afraid of his eyes. up.

Mihawk folded his arms expressionlessly, sat on the main seat in the living room, looked coldly at the masked world government representative, and waited silently for the purpose of Daoming's visit.

Spandam lifted the mask with lingering fear, the feeling of fingertips touching the metal was cold and hard, but compared with the gaze of the king Shichibukai in front of him, it was still soft.The golden radiance in those eyes was like two small swords, gouging out his face fiercely, even the old wound that was beaten by a rash shipbuilding kid a year ago was aching.

The CP5 chief, who is very good at changing the direction of the wind, has a frowning face. He regrets that he did not realize the arduousness of this errand earlier. He naively thought that this task could be completed with two orders. Too much fuss.However, less than 10 minutes after they landed on Kulegana Island, they encountered a group of baboons wielding knives and guns on the path to the castle!

The unprepared government representatives completely underestimated this group of absurd opponents, but in the end they were completely defeated by the baboons.It wasn't until they scrambled and hid in the castle in shock that the group of extremely excited and ferocious animals let go of this gloomy and lonely looking building and retreated in unison.

A small half of his men had been injured, and Spandam, who had taken Mawei, was furious. He swore that he would teach that ignorant Hawkeye a lesson, but he saw the owner of the castle holding a glass of red wine indifferently. The land appeared from the stairs of the old castle.

Spandam raised his head and met the other's eyes.He immediately suppressed all arrogance and wisely adjusted his position.

"Mr. Da Jianhao..." The chief of CP5 said tremblingly, "I am here to confirm something on behalf of the World Government..."

Mihawk poured himself half a glass of red wine, raised his head slightly, and signaled the uninvited guest sitting opposite him to speak quickly.

"Are you... planning to live permanently on this baboon island?" The CP5 chief, who was so nervous that he forgot the name of the island, asked indiscriminately when he was swept by the indifferent eyes again.

"Does this have anything to do with you?" Mihawk said calmly without comment.

Seeing that the other party didn't seem to be angry, Spandam breathed a sigh of relief. He said cautiously, "Normally speaking, for a country that is completely destroyed, the world government should take back its territory and re-plan its use. But we learned that you I came here before the reconstruction plan of this land was determined, and I haven't left for half a month."

The highest officer of CP5 secretly observed the great swordsman who was calmly tasting the red wine on the opposite side. It was really difficult for him to judge the other party's emotions from the face that hadn't changed at all, so he had to bite the bullet and continue to preach, "According to the regulations , Qiwuhai under the king can own a piece of private land. But a few years ago, you have been wandering alone in the new world, so now..."

The government representative in front of him was far worse than the one who invited him to be Shichibukai a few years ago. Mihawk, who had already caught the other party's intentions, didn't want to hear any more, and simply interrupted: "This island belongs to me.".

"Another thing is..." Spandam breathed a sigh of relief, and then swallowed hard, "The world government has never interfered with your whereabouts before, but the structure of the new world has been determined not long ago. A king Xiaqi Wuhai frequently appears on the territory of the Four Emperors, which seems a bit...?"

"Oh?" Mihawk raised his eyebrows inexplicably, "You want to use this island to restrict my travel range? I don't remember that there is such a clause in the agreement of Shichibukai under the king."

Spandam broke out in a cold sweat when his intention was pointed out. He hurriedly clarified: "We don't dare to restrict you... I also believe that you will be able to recognize the pattern of the world and make the best choice..."

Mihawk ignored the annoying visitor's nagging explanations. He held his goblet and raised his head, as if he was reminiscing about something.After a long time, he left his seat and walked to a closet in the corner of the room.

The world's number one swordsman took a deep breath, opened the cabinet door in front of him, and dozens of neatly arranged permanent pointers appeared in front of his eyes—many years ago, when the young Mihawk was floating in the front half of the great route. In the past few years, he used to buy a local permanent pointer every time he went to record his footprints.

In a flash, I have accumulated so many...

Mihawk interrupted Spandam's continued incoherent explanation again, "Tell your superiors that they have no right to dictate to me outside of the agreement." He said calmly, "But the New World has no opponents for me. I'm not interested in hanging around there all the time."

The CP5 chief who had achieved his goal suddenly smiled. He didn't expect that the seemingly alienated Hawkeye turned out to be so easy to talk to.

"If nothing else, you can leave."

Spandam's more ecstatic associations were cut off by Da Jianhao's calm words, and he really didn't like the loneliness and gloom in the castle, so he took the opportunity to say goodbye to Mihawk.

The promotion of official career is one step closer, but it takes courage to step out of the gate of the ancient castle. Spandam repeatedly emphasized the need to protect himself, and finally gritted his teeth and gave the order for all the staff to leave.

A group of visitors exited the spacious living room nervously, leaving the world's number one swordsman standing alone by the window.

In the following years, that maverick king Shichibukai, the world's number one swordsman, did as he himself said, and almost never set foot in the new world controlled by the four increasingly consolidated forces.He often holds the simplest record pointer, sits alone in the small coffin boat, and drifts the chopping boats in the first half of the great voyage—there are pirate ships, merchant ships, and warships, which will also make the world government Occasionally there is a little dissatisfaction, but generally they live in peace with a tacit understanding.

One Piece Roger has been in history for many years, and the new era opened by his last words is becoming increasingly clear. The young people who first heard those words with their own ears have now each possessed their own abilities and influences, and have become the next generation. The goal that a generation of young people yearn for and pursue.

OnePiece is still the mysterious legend passed down by word of mouth. Every day, in every corner of the world, passionate people follow their inner calling, and for various reasons, set up a black skull flag and swear to become a pirate. .

Fortunately, the worst and most chaotic years have passed, and the balance between the Navy Headquarters, the Shichibukai, and the New World Four Emperors has gradually stabilized on the turbulent Great Route, which effectively ensures that the civilians are as far as possible from being swayed by this The era of crazy pirates was a disaster.

However, under the delicate peace, there is an endless undercurrent that is ever-changing, and some madness instigated by dreams and ambitions is just around the corner, ready to lift the veil of peace at any time and stir up a new round of chaotic waves.

From the beginning of the era of great pirates to the end of the great event, 22 years have passed from chaos to stability. No one can count how many ships with skeleton flags sank on the great route, and how many lives flaunted without hesitation The earth died in adventure and battle.Those laughter and tears that were denser than ever before were accepted by the boundless blue ocean, turned into waves without sadness and joy, and spread to the distance, and finally scattered on an undetermined beach.

It was the best of times, or the worst of times.

People in the game with their own minds still have no way of knowing, after all the dust has settled, the tone in which future generations will write this period of turbulence and tranquility.But in any case, it will surely become some kind of indelible imprint, invisibly branded in the soul of a generation, with a unique atmosphere exclusive to this unrepeatable time.

But what exactly this "indelible mark" is will vary from person to person.For the great pirate Whitebeard, it may be the death of his old rival Roger; for Magellan, the manager of the large undersea prison, it may be the escape of the golden lion; It may be the painful setback encountered in the new world.

However, for Hawkeye, the world's number one swordsman who is also the king of Qibukai, it cannot be attributed to a specific name or event, it is just an increasingly ubiquitous phenomenon that is gradually carved into life the emptiness.

Mihawk is boring.

During the first two or three years after he settled on Kulakana Island, he was still able to clearly realize the insufficiency of his sword skills and the room for improvement - no opponent does not mean the strongest, Mihawk always thanked him from the bottom of his heart. Seeing his acquaintance with Shanks.After the confusion, there is a firmer belief and a deeper understanding of swordsmanship, life, and everything.

Even though Shanks can no longer fight with himself, the emotions and understandings caused by that person continue to affect Mihawk, including the way and direction of swordsmanship, as well as this big man. Jianhao's unrecognizable, more willful and unrestrained character and behavior.

At sunrise and sunset, the gunpowder smoke on Kulakana Island had long since dissipated, and the once clearly visible blood color melted into the soil, gradually faded away, and fresh green grass grew in the ruins of the ancient city.The newborn baboons have grown up quite a bit. They learned how to wield knives and guns from their parents, and the newborn calves are not afraid of tigers and ran to disturb the lonely alien who practiced knives by the sea every day.

Mihawk casually pulled out a useless sword stuck on the broken bricks and tiles, passed the time and teased the little baboons who came together a few times, and finally ended the boredom that could not be called a fight with a knife. action.With cold golden eyes, he watched the backs of the little neighbors who had returned angrily, pulled out the night on his back with some disinterest, and repeated the movement of swinging the knife at the waves in front of him as usual.

If you can compete with red hair at this time...

This idea popped up suddenly, Mihawk suddenly stopped the half-swinged knife, he stretched out his hand and pressed the center of his eyebrows, and decisively stopped the divergent thoughts—it was time to go out to sea again.