This navy can deal with him, how dare he kill White Beard!

Ron sat down helplessly.

"The food is cold, and the weather is getting colder this evening. Let's have a hot pot."

As he said, he took out a pot and put it on the stove, then poured all the dishes and soup into the pot, and took out some fresh meat and other vegetables.

Ron took out a kunai from the ninja bag, and while using the kunai to slice meat and vegetables, he said casually:

"Why is General Kuzan here?"

"Do you want to take me for a ride on a bicycle?"

plop plop...

The hot soup boiled quickly, and Kuzan didn't rush to answer. He just picked up the bowl and chopsticks to pick up a few pieces of meat and vegetables, and then took out a bowl from the side, and picked up all the vegetables in his own bowl. Go over, and put the bowl full of vegetables in front of the penguin.

Penguin stared at him angrily.

"You should lose weight."

Kuzan rubbed the penguin's chubby belly and said lightly.

Penguin froze for a moment, then turned around angrily, with his back to Kuzan, and sat down on the ground.

Kuzan then looked at Ron, smiled and said:

"I can't fit two people on my bicycle."

"Instead of asking me why I appear here, I would rather ask you why you appear here..."

Ron glanced at Kuzan, who was eating meat on his own, unable to see what was going on in his heart.

"You met her."

He suddenly said something that seemed irrelevant.

Kuzan paused, and the hand holding the chopsticks stopped in mid-air.

He smiled slightly, put down the bowl and chopsticks, and took out a bottle of wine from the schoolbag that Penguin was carrying.

"Have a drink."

Before Ron agreed, he directly opened the bottle of wine, took out three glasses and filled them up, one for Penguin, one for Ron, and the last one for himself.

Sherry.

Ron looked at the rippling amber in the wine glass, smelled the familiar smell, and said softly: "The most domineering wine."

Kuzan cursed with a smile: "You still remember..."

"Last time in the cemetery, I actually wanted to bring that bottle of wine to a good friend of mine. I didn't expect you to drink it all up in one go."

He shook his head, picked up his glass and took a sip.

"But it's okay, anyway, that guy... can't drink anymore."

Ron was silent, just drinking quietly.

Kuzan rubbed the head of the penguin next to him who was holding a glass and drinking with a straw, and said in a low voice:

"Yes, I have seen her."

"That good friend of mine died at my hands in order to save her."

The dark night obscured Kuzan's long face, and the beating light from the stove reflected his eyes mysteriously and strangely.

"Being in the navy is a very troublesome thing. Sometimes you even have to do things you don't want to do. No one can hide from it."

"Are responsibilities and tasks important, or personal emotions?"

"The answer to this question, no one can say clearly."

He pointed to his military uniform.

"This thing... is not as light as it looks on the surface."

Ron still didn't speak.

He knew he didn't need to talk.

"That friend of mine... looks like you... Ron."

Kuzan raised his head, resting his chin in one hand, and looked at the navy boy in front of him. In the beating firelight, his indifferent eyes seemed to be in a daze.

"I don't have a friend anymore."

"I don't want to kill you."

He raised the glass in his hand and drank it down.

"As we get older, there are fewer and fewer people who can drink together."

"I said that, do you understand?"

Ron looked at Kuzan's face and suddenly said:

"So you think... you're wrong?"

Kuzan stood up slowly and stretched.

"I just don't know, that's why I'm confused..."

"If I knew what was right and what was wrong, if I saw everything as clearly as that Sakaski guy, wouldn't everything be a lot easier?"

"Believe me, Ron, it's a good thing for you and her that she's gone."

"Don't try to find her, and don't worry about her, because you have more important things to do."

Speaking of which, Kuzan "accidentally" dropped a piece of paper on the deck, scratched his head angrily and said:

"It's really strange, why is my brief information missing?"

"Forget it, it's not important."

He waved to Ron.

"gone."

Ron looked at Kuzan's back, and the penguin who was drunk and followed him with a small schoolbag, and suddenly laughed:

"General Kuzan, your penguin is nice and cute."

Swish!

The penguin turned around suddenly, stared at Ron angrily, and put its two fat little wings on its chest in a fighting posture.

Kuzan knocked on the penguin's head and said with a smile:

"This guy doesn't like being called cute."

"Camel... the most domineering wine is what he likes to drink the most, and his personality is also very hard-line."

He immediately picked up the penguin, put it on his shoulders, and said a meaningful word to Ron.

"It's a pity that he is still just a child now, and he is far from growing up to be able to truly protect others... a reputable man."

After saying this, Kuzan walked away while yawning.

"Thank you for the hospitality..."

"Your cooking skills are good, she will definitely like it."

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Chapter 86 Flying Pirates, Golden Lion

Ron watched the handsome figure of Kuzan leading the penguin away without saying a word, and finished drinking the wine in the glass with his head up.

He knew what Kuzan meant.

—He couldn't protect her.

Kuzan didn't reveal Robin's true identity, but he also made it clear how dangerous and sensitive she was.

That little penguin named "Camel" hasn't grown up to be a "reputable man", so why isn't Ron?

Therefore, for Ron in the rising period, keeping a certain distance from her temporarily is not a bad thing.

And Ron wasn't worried.

Kuzan, that cold-faced and warm-hearted guy... I guess he has already figured out all the escape routes for Robin, right?

very tacitly,

Nicole Robin didn't say her real name.

Kuzan also chose not to speak.

He didn't even ask Ron if he knew her identity.

He just pretended that Ron didn't know.

After all, once a lot of things are revealed, there will be no room for mediation.

In this world, pretending to be confused is not a bad thing sometimes.

Thinking of this, Ron picked up the piece of paper on the ground, opened it and read it.

However, the moment he opened the crumpled white paper, Ron was stunned.

As if something broke suddenly, silence fell.

Visible to the naked eye, ferocious bloodshots gradually appeared around his pupils, and his breathing also became rapid and heavy, and his thin body trembled uncontrollably.

Ron suddenly laughed to himself.

It looks like madness, like a blade with a cold light.Like a demon sword eager to drink the blood of its prey, bred from countless deadly battles, it is so cold and cruel.

He finally knew why everyone was reluctant to let him return to the Navy headquarters.

He finally knew why the Warring States Marshal directly gave Polusalino, Alder, and Tina the death order, and he had to prevent himself from discovering the truth behind it no matter what.

He finally understood what Alder meant by "for your own good"...

And the faint conjecture in his mind slowly unfolded along with the content on this blank paper, filling it with bloody colors.