Self-discipline! Have You Ever Seen Marin Vando at Four in the Morning?

　　Roy's tone was filled with deep sadness.

　　"Fortunately, he finally escaped from that hellish ghost place by virtue of his own strength and the most important bit of luck;"

　　"Unfortunately, he was a hero with a heart of fraternity and benevolence."

　　"He escaped and saved his life, but what about his former companion?"

　　"His companions, and countless people who should have lived happily ever after, were not able to have the luck he did..."

　　"They're still stuck in that damn place to spend the rest of their lives entertaining that rotten draconian."

　　"Their lives are not as good as pigs and dogs."

　　"Mr. Fisher Tiger told me at the time that he had been asked a question..."

　　"The question is, "It's hard to be a slave of the dragon people, but compared to the many people who died in war, poverty, starvation, and disease on this sea, at any rate, the slaves can still live, right? "・・・"

　　"¨"Mr. Tiger got furious at the man who asked him the question and beat him up."

　　"He told me that people live in this world..."

　　"It's not enough to just be alive, you also need sunshine, freedom, and the fragrance of a little flower."

　　Roy let out a long sigh at this time,

　　"Yeah, just being alive is not enough."

　　"What we need is to live with dignity, otherwise, we will live in vain, just exist in this world without a soul, without any meaning at all."

　　"So at that time, Tiger's first (good king's) life spoke to me."

　　"He said that although he escaped from that hell on earth, there are more miserable, innocent people still suffering in that damn place..."

　　"He made an oath to rescue them all!"

　　"Then he knelt down in front of me."

　　A touch of bitterness appeared on his face.

　　"It's weird, isn't it?"

　　"A well-known and well-connected murloc leader would kneel in front of a powerless yellow-haired kid, begging him to help him to attack the holy land of the Tianlong people, Mary Joa..."

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Chapter 691

　　Roy's voice was low and contagious, slowly spreading in the huge central square.

　　"To be honest, in my opinion at the time, I really didn't know whether to praise his courage or scold him for being stupid..."

　　"But then I thought about it and was relieved."

　　He smiled hard.

　　"Since Mr. Tiger used his life as a bet and put all the chips on me, then I naturally can't live up to his expectations."

　　"So, after NEO's new navy completed its organizational restructuring and publicly declared war on the world government, we started the operation."

　　"You all know what happened next..."

　　Roy said here, turned around again, and bowed again to the statue behind him.

　　Everyone fell silent.

　　Even many people's eyes gradually became wet, and they didn't know whether it was because the wind and rain wet their cheeks, or something else.

　　They quietly stared at the statue that stood still like a rock in the wind and rain, and looked at the resolute and determined face on the statue, and their hearts were full of emotion and admiration.

　　The same idea popped into their minds at the same time.

　　If they were replaced,

　　Do not,

　　If it's anyone else,

　　Can it be as good as Fisher Tiger?

　　Probably...not possible.

　　He clearly has experienced countless vicissitudes of life, all kinds of sufferings in this world, he has not let him go, but in the end, he still treats this world with the most gentle kindness.

　　The Holy Land, Mary Joa, is already his hell and the greatest fear in his life.

　　But he did not hesitate or flinch, and resolutely returned to the dirty place that kept him up at night.

　　——Bring a faint light to those poor people who are waiting to be rescued.

　　Such a person, whether (cgca) is an enemy or a friend, must be given enough respect.

　　The world was quiet, everyone kept silent, bowed their heads slightly, and mourned the murloc leader who sacrificed himself for others.

　　At this moment, the sound of heavy footsteps slowly came from the distant street.

　　The footsteps were very messy, but there was a silent heavy and tragic expression.

　　Everyone came back to their senses subconsciously, turned their heads one after another, and then froze at the same time.

　　Roy and the others also looked at the sound in unison, and the scene that caught their eyes made them stunned in place, and their eyes gradually turned red uncontrollably.

　　together,

　　two ways,

　　three ways,

　　······

　　One figure after another,

　　with firm and slow steps,

　　He was walking slowly down the street far from Dressrosa.

　　Their clothes are very plain, and even some are tattered.

　　Their faces were haggard and bloodless, as if they had endured intense fear and excitement.

　　But their eyes were extremely tough, just like that statue.

　　"these people······"

　　Zefa, who was standing beside Roy, murmured with emotion.

　　Roy's eyes were red, as if there was something hot in his chest rushing out uncontrollably.

　　"That's the person Mr. Tiger tried to save with all his might..."

　　Yes,

　　Thousands of figures,

　　Dense but orderly and steadily moving forward.

　　Those were slaves rescued by Fisher Tiger from the Holy Land Mary Joa!

　　After experiencing the thrilling and tragic battle on the Red Earth Continent, most of them suffered minor or serious injuries and looked sluggish.

　　But at this moment, they

　　This group of slaves tortured by the Dragons day and night,

　　Finally got rid of the shackles that bound their lives,

　　Everyone holds a handful of pale yellow daisies tightly in their hands,

　　With a solemn look,

　　With a solemn expression,

　　Come and give their greatest hero a final ride!

　　Their demeanor was so solemn and determined,

　　The steps are so uniform,

　　From a distance,

　　Thousands of slaves,

　　It was unexpectedly abruptly out of the outrageous momentum of the elite division, thousands of troops and horses charging at the same time!

　　in an instant,

　　Everyone present was deeply shocked and in awe of the scene in front of them, and their bodies moved away involuntarily, making way for a wide passage for this unique "army".

　　crowded,

　　Like mountains and rivers,

　　no one speaks,

　　But this silent majesty,

　　But more moving.

　　one by one,

　　No need for anyone's command,

　　This group of slaves from different races, backgrounds and identities in the world,

　　Do not,

　　They are free men now,

　　Came to the statue in an orderly manner,

　　Respectfully and meticulously, he gently put down the bunch of daisies in his hand,

　　bow,