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　　Then back away.

　　Everyone watched this scene quietly, their hearts surging.

　　In ten minutes,

　　around the lower plinth of the statue of Fisher Tiger,

　　already blooming,

　　Like a magnificent sea of ​​flowers.

　　Pour out a city of flowers,

　　pay homage to a person.

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Chapter 692

　　The drizzling air was filled with the fresh fragrance of faint daisies.

　　Umbrella has fallen,

　　No one holds an umbrella.

　　The rain is still falling.

　　And Dressrosa's chrysanthemums were sold out overnight.

　　After everyone put all the daisies in their hands on the pedestal of the statue, these tragic free people voluntarily stepped aside and pushed themselves around the central square.

　　Everyone in Zefa was shocked by the scene in front of them, but they were full of sighs in their hearts.

　　Roy smiled, his eyes were already wet.

　　He raised his head, looked up at the sky and sea in the distance, and suddenly felt as if this era was not so bad.

　　At least, when people still have enough yearning and respect for real heroes, this era will be saved.

　　He clenched his hands slowly.

　　The fists were clenched, tight.

　　In the deepest part of his heart, a thought flashed away, like a seed with vigorous vitality, gradually nourished by some positive and inspiring force in his heart, and began to sprout and take root.

　　He remembered the image of Fisher Tiger crying bitterly,

　　He remembered how bravely he held up the torch in his hand in the midst of a sea of ​​fire and a hail of bullets, covered in blood.

　　He also remembered the words that the stubborn murloc man said repeatedly in his mouth when he was dying.

　　"I really want to see that dream come true..."

　　He seemed to say so.

　　Roy gritted his teeth, and the thought in his heart became more and more firm and unstoppable.

　　Mr. Tiger, your sacrifice will not be in vain.

　　then,

　　He straightened his gaze and slowly took a step forward.

　　Roy, the marshal of NEO's new navy, was originally the protagonist of much-anticipated attention wherever he was, and his actions grabbed the attention and attention of countless people present.

　　"Everyone, on behalf of all the members of NEO's new navy, I would like to express my deep gratitude to all of you for your condolences and memorial services."

　　He spoke, his voice low, but penetrating.

　　"Here, I have to confess something to you."

　　His calm and piercing gaze slowly swept across the huge central square, swept over each of them, and finally stopped on the face of Princess Otoji, the representative of the murlocs.

　　He smiled softly.

　　"Back in the Fishman Island, I once painted such a picture, a dream, with Princess Otohime and Mr. Tiger."

　　"I hope Princess Otohime still remembers..."

　　Princess Otoji nodded heavily and smiled with a slightly choked voice:

　　"Marshal Roy's dream, of course, the concubine remembers it clearly."

　　Roy laughed:

　　"I have a dream."

　　As he spoke,

　　Princess Otoji also had red eyes, and followed with excitement.

　　"I dream that one day, the country I am in can truly stand up, live freely in this sea, truly become a paradise in the sea, and realize a seemingly unattainable ideal - murlocs and humans , are created equal.”

　　The voices of the two of them are so consistent, a beautiful, magnificent, grand vision that moved everyone present, in the synchronized voices of the two of them, eloquently said.

　　"I dream that one day, in every corner of the great waterway, the sons of humans who once hated each other and the sons of murlocs can sit together and share brotherhood."

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　　"I dream that one day, even the darkest places where the murlocs are oppressed the most will become an oasis of freedom and justice."

　　"I have a dream that one day our next generation will live in a world where they will be judged not by their race, but by their character."

　　Roy continued to speak loudly, and his voice became more and more high-pitched, like a sharp sword unsheathed.

　　And Princess Yiji spoke with tears in her eyes, as if she was in the real scene of that beautiful wish, and her soft voice gradually infiltrated an indescribable magic, which made everyone present deeply immersed. In it, it is difficult to extricate oneself.

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　　The voices of the two of them gradually became stronger, like a soul-stirring chorus, shouting together:

　　"I dream of a day when humans and murlocs will be brothers and sisters and go hand in hand."

　　"I dream that one day, the valley will rise, the mountain will fall, the bumpy and winding road will become a smooth road, and the holy light will be revealed, and the world will be illuminated."

　　"This is our hope, and it is with this belief that I came to the strange place of Fishman Island."

　　"With this belief, we will be able to cleave a stone of hope from the ridge of despair."

　　"With this belief, we will be able to transform the anger of this nation's piercing bickering into a beautiful symphony of brotherhood."

　　"With this belief, we will be able to work together, pray together, fight together, go to jail together, stand together for freedom..."

　　"Because we know that one day we will be free."

　　finished,

　　The world is quiet.

　　wind and rain in the sky,

　　do not know when,

　　Sudden stop.

　　···

　　···force.

Chapter 693

　　Dead silence.

　　The whole world was palpably quiet.

　　The power of words, the power of classics, is enormous and transcends history, environment, geography and time.

　　Especially when this well-known declaration is accompanied by the domineering influence of Princess Otohime that can affect people's hearts, the passion, blood, expectations for the future, yearning for freedom, and desire for equality in this declaration. ･･･

　　The power as warm as the spring breeze penetrated deep into the souls of everyone present.

　　Someone can't help themselves,

　　Some have even burst into tears.

　　"What an amazing dream..."

　　"Yeah, I never thought that in this sea full of inequality and injustice, there are still people who can paint us such a picture..."

　　"Marshal Roy, it turns out that what he has always pursued and pursued is not only the justice of the navy."

　　"Awesome!"

　　"It's no wonder that a hero like Mr. Fisher Tiger is also willing to be subdued under the command of Marshal Roy, and even before his death, he begged him to continue to be that weak torch, leading the world to move forward... …”

　　"The world needs people like Marshal Roy so much."

　　"What a wonderful wish!!!"

　　"・・・"

　　Many people in the crowd sighed sincerely, their eyes were moist, and they looked at Roy with deep respect.

　　Before that, if Roy and the new NEO navy he led had swept away the Qiwuhai forces under the king within ten days and invaded the Holy Land Mariejoa, the military operations proved their tyrannical combat power to the whole world... ･･･

　　So after hearing about Roy's dream at this moment, their impression of Roy and NEO's new navy is more than a layer of admiration.

　　on this sea,

　　The strong are innumerable,

　　The peak powerhouses who raised their hands and moved mountains and reclaimed the sea said that there are not many, but there are not many.

　　All power can be thrown away,

　　Roy is the one who is really willing to make a big vow to change the world and make this sea a better place.

　　In the crowd, Morgans was also full of sighs, and his mind was full of thoughts. His deep and wise eyes looked deeply at Roy on the high platform, and his expression was extraordinarily complicated.