Pirates: I’m afraid the world isn’t violent enough!

"If I hadn't known that Tyrian was there, I probably wouldn't have recognized it even if I was passing by..." Altoron said softly.

"So, you want to find your childhood there, and I want to see the traces of your life there, but it may not be possible?" Gion asked with a slightly regretful tone after hearing this.

"Maybe..." Oltorun said casually, not in high interest.

Gion glanced at Ortorun and wondered, could this be the so-called nostalgia?

Soon, the ship arrived at the port of Tyrian. Unlike the previous times, when the ship approached here, the people on the island specially opened a dedicated channel and ship slot for them.

As soon as the ship ladder was lowered, the red carpet had been spread from the port pier to the bottom of the ship ladder. As soon as Oltorun stepped off the ship ladder, the fireworks and salutes exploded, and then there were handsome guys and beauties on both sides who didn't know where they came from. They started singing and dancing, creating a scene of warm welcome.

This made Ortorun quite helpless. When he got off the boat ladder, he saw a fat middle-aged man and a group of fellow villagers appearing in front of him in a flattering manner.

Vaguely, Altorun felt that this middle-aged man looked familiar. He seemed to be the capable mayor of more than ten years ago?

"Lord Ben, you are finally back!" The middle-aged man greeted enthusiastically, but he did not dare to be too presumptuous.

Listening to this voice, Ortoron was finally sure that this guy was the mayor of that year. He vaguely remembered that the mayor of that year was indeed a capable man. Occasionally, when pirates and other thugs came to invade, he would even organize an attack on the island. The young and strong men took the lead in the resistance together, and Altorun also helped inside.

I just didn't expect that in less than ten years, the capable man at the beginning would have been turned into such a fat head and big ears by life.

The clothes he wore also showed the wealth of a wealthy man. It was obvious that as the steward of the only autonomous island in Totland, his life was very prosperous.

"Long time no see, Mayor." Ortorun didn't remember his name, but he still greeted him with a smile.

But even so, the mayor was stunned for a moment, and then some tears appeared in his eyes, and he said movedly: "You still remember me...you still remember me..."

After chatting with this guy who was beginning to be impressed by himself, Oltorun also walked into the town. As soon as he came out of the port, he saw a huge steel statue standing in the center of the port square.

Take another look, good guy, that statue is none other than Altorun!

"It's really you. Even the Warring States generals didn't dare to have a statue of themselves..." Gion teased with a surprised but somewhat amused expression.

Ortoron was also very speechless. He could understand why the fellows on these islands did this kind of thing. In fact, it was just for peace of mind and safety. It seems that this statue is standing here. The people of the Big Mom Pirates You can know how much they revere Ortoron, which may bring them some sense of security. This statue stands here, as if Ortoron is protecting them on the island.

"The general is right not to do this, and the marshal doesn't like it, because they all understand the same truth..." Ortorun said softly.

"What's the point?" Gion asked slightly puzzled.

"Nothing is immortal, especially in this world and on this sea, no one can truly last forever. The moment the statue is erected, the countdown to the day it will be torn down begins..." Ortorun He said with a self-deprecating smile.

The mayor on the side broke into a cold sweat when he heard this. He didn't know what Altorun meant.

However, Oltorun did not ask everyone to tear this down or anything. He patted the mayor on the shoulder and said: "I came back this time just to see my hometown. A large group of people surrounded me, but instead I feel a little uncomfortable, please leave..."

After the crowd was dispersed, the mayor saw that Ortorun had no interest in him, so he left the place with good sense. Although the residents and traders walking around still wanted to observe the situation here from time to time, but compared to The feeling of being surrounded just now was much better.

Ignoring the statue or anything else, Ortorun seemed to be in a better mood. As he walked, he pointed out some old buildings around Gion.

"That place was originally the mayor's office building, but now it looks like it has been turned into some kind of office space at the port. My father used to take me there to collect protection fees. The mayor just now, every time I see him I was very scared when I met my father..." Ortorun said with a smile.

While talking and laughing, Oltorun gradually came to the edge of the town. To be precise, it was the edge of the town in his impression. In fact, except for the direction he was heading in, the rest of the surrounding areas had been developed. After all, More than ten years of rapid development have increased the population and area of ​​this town so much that the small town in the past could not bear this kind of prosperity.

"Why doesn't this place seem to have been developed?" Gion asked a little strangely as he followed Altorun.

"Because this is the direction of my home..." Ortorun answered with a slightly nostalgic tone.

Soon, at the end of the road, a building like a farmhouse appeared there. Looking at the carefully maintained courtyard wall, you knew that even if no one lived here, it was neatly taken care of.

There was no padlock on the door. When Ortorun pushed the courtyard door open, he saw a big stone table. He remembered the last time he was here, when Katakuri brought the cookie man over to look for him. His time.

Not far from the stone table, close to the corner of the courtyard wall, there is a blacksmith's work area. Looking at the stove, Ortorun couldn't help but smile and said: "My warhammer is where I put my own hands." It’s been ten years since I built it, and I haven’t even thought of a name for it yet…”

When he said this, he turned around and saw that Gion was already walking around in the yard observing himself, with a calm and gentle smile on his face.

This made Oltorun couldn't help but ask: "What are you doing? You are smiling so happily."

"As I walk here and look at this house, I seem to be able to think of how you once lived here. Every plant and tree here has traces of your life. I don't know why, but when I look at these , I feel that this time it was not in vain, and I am very happy." Gion responded with a smile.

After hearing this, Oltorun was stunned for a moment, feeling a little soft in his heart, but on the surface he shook his head and said jokingly: "If you want to find out the embarrassing things from my childhood from here, I won't tell you... .”

After entering the house, I found that the house had been cleaned very clean, but the objects left behind from those years were still in their original locations without any changes.

On the altar table facing the door of the room, there was a knife rest, but the knife rest was empty. Altorun looked at the knife rest and was a little distracted for a moment.

After his father, Ben Theronis, passed away that year, Altoron felt that it was somewhat sad to see things and miss people, so he buried all the things about his father in the house with him. .

Only the knife and the knife stand remained at home.

He had always felt that he was not a person stuck in the past, but when he looked at the knife stand, he suddenly felt some longing for his father. That kind of longing had not appeared in the past ten years. But this time it came very violently.

"Knife, I have given it to her for you. Dad, the person you want to protect is already standing at the top of this sea. Whether it is her or me, how about it, I didn't disappoint you?"

Altorun looked at the empty knife rack and whispered to himself.

Chapter 219 Dancing on the Grave! ?

At the back of the courtyard, not far away, there is a tomb.

That was the place where Oltorun's father was buried. The surrounding weeds had been cleaned up, but no one dared to repair this tomb that didn't look very grand. Oltorun still retained the The appearance in memory.

At this time, Ortorun was sitting in front of the tomb, serving some tributes to his father, pouring a bowl of good wine, and looking at his tombstone.

Gion, on the other hand, respectfully offered three sticks of incense to Ceronis.

"I suddenly discovered that both this house and this tomb seem to be facing the direction of Cake Island?" Gion sat next to Altorun and said.

Oltorun poured himself a bowl of wine and drank it in one gulp. Then he explained with a smile: "Even the direction of the port of Tyrian Island is towards Cake Island. That's why he took me The reason for living here...”

After a short pause, Altorun continued: "My father used to be a powerful pirate. More than thirty years ago, he had a bounty of more than 200 million Baileys. His strength is so great. He was so strong that he even dared to challenge my mother head-on... Although I later heard from him that he lost miserably..."

"How miserable is it?" Gion asked instinctively, but then he realized that this question was wrong. He was about to say something to change the subject, but Ortorun said indifferently: "You are in your forties. When he was at his peak, he lost to Charlotte Lingling who was in her early twenties, that's probably how bad it was."

"There are many people in the sea who are worse off than him..." Gion then responded with a smile.

"But I think the worst thing about him is that after losing the battle, he fell hopelessly in love with my obscure old mother..." Altorun quickly told Gion about his old mother. Dad’s story.

"When I was young, he would always get up early in the morning and go to the port to look at the end of the sea. Occasionally, if one or two ships passed by, he would get excited and carefully observe whether they were coming from the Big Mom Sea. If it wasn't the pirate group's ship, he would look a little disappointed, but in fact, since he took me off Locks' ship, he has not seen Charlotte Lingling for so many years. But even so, when he was dying, he still held my hand and said that if there is a chance in the future, he must help me give his saber to my old mother..." Altorun shook his head helplessly. road.

Oltorun was talking here about what happened when he was a child, about the love and hatred between his father and his mother, and about these trivial things that are so small in his memory that if he doesn't try hard to recall them, he will almost forget them.

Gion, on the other hand, was leaning next to Ortorun, listening quietly to these, and asking some seemingly boring but tricky questions from time to time, teasing Ortorun's expression, sometimes speechless, sometimes angry. .

It was obviously in front of a grave, and the atmosphere that should have been sad and sad, at this moment, seemed a bit warm, as if a family was sitting together and discussing the ridiculous deeds of the past.

"So, in the end, I don't know what he taught me? He was obviously a swordsman, but I didn't know how to use a sword at all, and I didn't even have any interest in swordsmanship. It was obvious that he was a big pirate, but I left Tyrian Before, even the mastery of Haki was very sparse and ordinary..." Altorun complained.

"Don't you think he was very successful without teaching you to be a ferocious pirate?" Gion asked seriously after thinking about it.

Ortorun, who was still complaining, was stunned for a moment. He had never considered this issue from this perspective, and for a moment he felt that what Gion said made sense.

But just when he was about to admit it, he suddenly remembered that this old guy led him to run rampant in the port, extorting protection fees and other messy things, and immediately denied it: "No, no, no, I didn't become a pirate, it's entirely because of who I am. Being kind, your heart is filled with justice from a young age, and it has nothing to do with whether he teaches you or not!"

Hearing this, Gion rolled his eyes involuntarily, and Altorun also laughed inexplicably.

He also felt that there was nothing to pursue regarding the issue of teaching just now. Maybe the old man in his family was a parent who was not very good at educating others.

It was getting late. Ortorun took another sip of wine. The sea breeze blew through his hair. His eyes fell on the tomb again. He looked at his father's name and thought silently in his heart: "In the end, besides These pair of horns, I still don’t look like you at all, dad..."

But maybe this kind of dissimilarity is what his father wants, right?

At the same time, Gion was also looking at the name on the tombstone, recalling the story Altorun told her just now.

The man in the story never saw his beloved woman again until his death. Although Tyrian Island is so close to Cake Island, it seems like they are so far away.

Why on earth did he leave these regrets?

In a trance, Gion seemed to hear the wind whispering in her ear, telling her that at that time, what he lacked was courage, so be brave and go for it no matter what you want.

Just when Gion heard the sound of the wind, Oltorun also broke away from his thoughts, spilled the last bowl of wine in front of his father's tomb, and said: "I don't know if I'll come back next time." When did it happen? It seems that I am not filial enough, but I promise you, when one day my cheap mother dies, I will bury her in Tyrian, next to you... to round your Dream."

After saying this to himself, Oltorun turned to look at Gion and said: "It's windy at night, we..."

I don’t know whether it was the wind that gave Gion courage, or Ceronis that gave Gion inspiration.

When Oltorun turned to look at her and said these words, Gion actually didn't listen to a word.

She just stared blankly at Altolen's face, which was so close at hand, for one second, two seconds, three seconds.

"Gion? Did you hear me?" Oltorun looked at the dazed Gion with some confusion, frowned, and asked a few questions.

The next second, Gion's eyes suddenly glowed with light, and then he hugged Altorun suddenly, and pressed his lips against Altorun's lips.

This sudden change made Oltorun's mind go blank. He didn't react at all for a moment and just allowed Gion to kiss him passionately.

It wasn't until he felt a soft tongue trying to penetrate between his lips and teeth that Altoron suddenly came back to his senses.

It seemed that the good feelings and expectations for Gion that had been suppressed in his heart also exploded at this moment. Ortorun hugged Gion hard in his arms, and the two of them pressed together tightly. The kiss even lasted so long that both parties started to feel suffocated.

The next second, their lips parted, and Gion suddenly pushed Altoron down, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, and then sat on his waist.

The bright moonlight seemed to be very fond of this kind of melodrama. It cast a ray of moonlight on the two of them. Facing the moonlight, Altoron looked at Gion's face. At this moment, the moonlight was very beautiful. Gion is also as beautiful as the bright moon.

Immediately afterwards, before Oltorun could recover from the beautiful scenery, he saw that Gion had already begun to tear off the tie on his chest. It was also at this moment that Oltorun suddenly stopped from this fanaticism. He woke up in the atmosphere, grabbed Gion's hand and said: "Hey, stop for a moment, this is at the grave, my dad is still watching..."

After hearing these words, Gion, whose eyes were a little confused, suddenly froze. His eyes seemed to regain some clarity, and two blushes instantly rose on his cheeks. He stared blankly at Ortorun's waist for a moment. , at a loss.

Seeing that Gion stopped moving, Oltorun naturally couldn't let anyone embarrass him, so he suddenly hugged Gion into his arms and said without looking back: "Farewell, dad, I have a big event in my life tonight. If you have to do it, I won’t accompany you..."

After saying that, he hugged Gion and didn't even want to go around the long way to the main entrance. He quickly climbed over the courtyard wall in one breath and went straight into the old house.

At this moment, Altorun just wanted to thank the folks on Tyrian Island for taking such good care of his home. Even the mattresses were clean, which was just convenient for him to do evil things!

The moonlight is just right tonight, and it is full of spring tonight.

Chapter 220 You fell down before I even exerted any force! ?

As an outstanding general of the navy, Gion's biological clock failed perfectly today.

When she opened her eyes, it was already noon.

The moment she opened her eyes, it seemed that the memories of last night came rushing back like a tide. That crazy night made Gion feel embarrassed. She didn't even know if she had been possessed by a ghost last night. Why? Dare you be so bold? Why dare you be so wild?

It was obviously the first time, but he kept going, as if he was the knight who had tamed the beast, swaying and showing off the beast under his crotch.

The bed next to her was empty, obviously no one was there anymore, but Gion had already heard the movement outside the bedroom and Altoren's cheerful humming tune, so she didn't panic.

When this crazy memory faded, Gion felt his own pain.

The whole body seemed to be falling apart, with wails of pain everywhere. But this kind of pain and weakness was not the feeling after injury, but overtiredness, out of breath after a fierce battle with others. That feeling.

As an excellent general of the navy, Gion is very powerful and has good physical fitness, but even so, he is completely unable to withstand a monster-level beast like Altoron.

"Uh ah..." Gion forced herself to sit up from the bed. With such a simple movement, she felt that her arms supporting her body were shaking and weak.

Her mouth was dry, as if all the water in her body had been squeezed out last night. At this time, she just wanted to drink water.

And as if he heard the movement of Gion in the house, the bedroom door was opened, and then Altorun walked in with a cup of hot water.

"Are you awake?" Oltorun looked at Gion with excitement.

At this moment, Gion seemed to sense some fatal threat. In 0.01 second, she used her remaining energy to carefully observe Altolen's condition!

That’s not right, it’s completely wrong!

Didn’t I hear those little sisters in the navy say that there are only exhausted cows and no damaged fields?

How come after fighting so hard all night last night, I was almost exhausted and fell apart from the tossing, but this guy Altorun was still in such a vigorous state! ?

Isn't it him who should lie down? ?

Especially his excited eyes, Gion felt as if Altoron wanted to eat her!

She didn't understand that look before, but after last night's fight, she fully understood what it meant. It was an invitation to fight again!

That bastard hasn’t had enough fun yet! ?

"Come and drink some water, replenish your fluids..." Oltorun sat next to Gion and said after handing the water glass to Gion.

Gion couldn't care about anything else at this time. After taking the water glass, he quickly drank it to moisten his throat from roaring too much last night.

As for Oltorun, seeing Gion drinking water, he was not idle either. He had already reached into the quilt with one hand, covering Gion's long white legs and rubbing them up and down.

Gion could clearly feel that Oltorun's breathing had become much heavier, which shocked her. She put the water glass on the bedside, wrapped herself in a quilt and crawled to the other side of the bed. On the other hand, he looked at Ortorun with very vigilant eyes and said: "What are you doing!?"

Ortorun looked at Gion with confused eyes, scratched his head and said: "I... No, you promised me last night, saying that you will fight again after waking up today... I..."

When Gion heard this, some fragments suddenly flashed through his mind, as if something like this had happened. After the string in his mind broke, he really couldn't stand it anymore, but Ortorun still looked like a If she wanted to continue the battle for three hundred rounds, she could only use a delaying strategy and comfort Altorun first.

But I didn’t expect that this guy remembered it so clearly!

"Aren't you tired? Don't you feel soreness in your back? Aren't your legs weak?" Gion swallowed and asked in a panic.

Ortorun laughed, patted his strong waist muscles and said: "I have practiced hard for many years. I thought that this strength would be used to compete with the heroes of the sea and win the title of the strongest in the world, until Last night, I suddenly realized that I have been practicing hard for so many years just for a time like last night! Are you worried about me, right? Don’t worry, last night was just a warm-up. You also know that I Although this person has no experience in this area, he is known for his good learning ability. Teacher Zefa praised me for being smart, so after last night's hard battle, I have evolved today and must be stronger than last night. I have a hunch that I can fight you for ten days!"