Ace's Sims

Chapter 43 Smog

At this glance, Ace seemed to have passed through 17 years and saw the scene of that year.

On the towering execution platform, facing the question from someone in the audience, Roger suddenly laughed loudly, and then he uttered the classic declaration.

Facing death with a smile, with the tip of the knife on his chest, he is still fearless.

Lightning appeared out of nowhere, tearing the sky apart.

There was thunder, and heavy rain poured down.

The death of Roger, the One Piece, erupted in cheers from the crowd, but it seemed that even God was crying for his death.

"It's raining?"

Ace touched the rainwater falling from the corner of his eyes, raised his head in a daze, and looked at the sky.

The originally clear sky has been replaced by dark clouds.

The lightning he saw and the thunder he heard just now were not hallucinations he saw, but real existence.

"This rain is a little strange."

Ace wiped away the rain silently, came to the execution platform, put the daisy in his hand under the execution platform, bowed deeply, then turned and left.

In any case, my life was brought by this man, and he should be like this according to emotion and reason.

As for the hallucination, he didn't know what was going on, and he didn't want to care about it.

Coming here to pay homage to that man is already the limit of what he can do. If there is more, he will not be able to pass the test in his heart.

People seemed to be caught off guard by the sudden heavy rain, running wildly, or taking shelter from the rain under the eaves on both sides of the street.

At this time, Ace, who walked quietly in the rain without hurrying, seemed to be an alternative.

"Give."

In front of Ace, a tall figure suddenly appeared and handed him an umbrella.

"Ok?"

Ace raised his head slowly, and a middle-aged man with short white hair appeared in front of him, wearing a white fleece jacket with a cigar in his mouth.

Ace knew this guy, and he still had a deep impression. He had met him twice, but his memory of the first time was rather vague.

That was the first time Sims passed through Rogue Town for the first time, this guy led a team out to sea, and Ace saw him for the first time on the warship in the port.

Then in Alabasta, this guy chased Luffy and was finally stopped by himself.

That was their first and last fight.

Smoker, the colonel of the Navy headquarters, has the ability of smoke fruit, a navy with its own concept of justice.

"It seems that I misunderstood, you are not like an ordinary kid, and the rain doesn't seem to have a big impact."

Smoker took a deep look at Ace, the hand that held out the umbrella didn't close or stop, a little embarrassed.

"Thank you."

Ace took the umbrella silently and thanked Smoker.

For him, Ace didn't have any bad feelings, and took the umbrella to help him resolve the embarrassment.

Smoker waved his hand casually. After the embarrassment was resolved, he seemed to be indifferent. After putting out the cigar soaked in rain in his hand, he frowned and looked at Ace, and asked, "You don't seem like Luo? A native of Ge Town, a kid who just went to sea?"

"almost."

Ace nodded, he didn't want to cause a riot here, let alone a fight with Smoker.

Smoker nodded as well, not knowing why, and then fell silent.

He didn't come to say hello, he just saw Ace walking alone in the rain with a gloomy expression, so he planned to come over with an umbrella to comfort the little guy.

But now after a brief contact with him, he realized that this brat didn't seem simple.

Even though he had the advantage in height, when facing this brat condescendingly, he felt an invisible pressure.

This kid is stronger than himself.

As much as he hated to admit it, Smoker had to say it.

Then he found that the act of coming here to deliver the umbrella just now was a little embarrassing.

Does he need it?He does not need it.

"Colonel Smoker, what do you think of Roger the Pirate King?"

Ace asked suddenly, a little abruptly.

"One Piece?"

Smoker stroked his chin and began to think. Seventeen years ago, he met Roger here in Rogge Town.

It was on this street that the One Piece Roger was escorted by the executioner to the execution platform.

When he squeezed out from the crowd, Roger seemed to have noticed him, and then a smile appeared on his face.

Life is coming to an end, and he can still laugh. Smoker doesn't understand, and even admires him.

"He was an outstanding, but not a great character."

After pondering for a moment, Smoker gave his own answer.

The guy who can defeat so many powerful pirates in the chaotic sea and become the One Piece King is indeed an outstanding person.

It cannot be called great because he said this from the standpoint of the navy.

A guy who has attracted countless ambitious people into the sea, and turned pirates into a trend of the times, he can't agree.

"Excellent fellow?"

Ace nodded, much as he'd imagined.

"You look very strong, I hope you don't go down a crooked path like him."

Smoker looked at Ace and suddenly reminded.

Ace smiled lightly, but did not answer Smoker's question directly. After returning the umbrella to Smoker, he waved his hand and left the street.

Pirates, he will definitely be.

Ever since he was relieved of his confusion by the owner of that restaurant, his belief has become more and more firm.

No way, a person like him is born with no way to be a navy. Whether it is the criminal blood of One Piece or his own personality, he is not suitable to be a navy.

As for whether it is a crooked path, it depends on how he chooses.

"Colonel Smoker, information from Sarsson Island."

On the street, a sailor hurriedly found Smoker and handed Smoker a photo.

The picture shows a kid with freckles on his face and a very serious expression.

In his hand, a flame was ready to go, as if it was attacking something.

Opposite him, there are a few rough guys, and blood dripping can be clearly seen on the weapons in their hands.

The meaning expressed in the photo is obvious, that is, the little ghost protected the island and was fighting the pirates.

More importantly, this little ghost Smoker knew him.

Not long ago, the little devil he gave the umbrella to on the street, wasn't he the guy in the photo?
"Ace?"

Smoker raised his head, looked in the direction Ace was leaving, and whispered the name softly, not knowing what he was thinking.

On the dock side, Ace didn't stay on the small sailboat, but found a hotel near the port.

According to the uncle who moored the boat at the pier, it seems that the rain will last for a few more days, and this time is not suitable for going to sea, especially for a small sailboat like his, if he goes out to sea by force, it will only be overturned by the storm.

Standing by the window, Ace looked at the rough sea in the distance and couldn't help sighing.

He didn't expect to encounter such a thing just after landing in Rogge Town.

If he really had to wait a few days, when would he be able to see his partner, and when would he be able to see his father?
he does not know.

(End of this chapter)