I Don’t Want to Be a General, I Choose Buddhism

"BIG·MON" Charlotte Lingling is moody, sometimes cruel, sometimes childish and innocent, but it is also the kind of big pirate who kills abnormally and takes pleasure in slaughter.

However, in Charlotte Lingling's hands, life is still like an interesting toy, or a plaything, which can be manipulated by her at will.

And those Pirate supernovas who challenged "BIG·MON" Charlotte Lingling have almost always been a result in recent years.

That is...become Charlotte Lingling's husband!

Ming Yaen was still lying on the beach, basking in the sun, but inadvertently fantasized about unnecessary scenes, she couldn't help shivering, and even attracted Gion's suspicious look.

too frightening…

Compared with becoming Charlotte Lingling's husband, the steel ball trial is simply weak.

Charlotte Lingling is so talented that she was given the nickname "Steel Balloon", that is to say, Charlotte Lingling is born with a terrifying physique, and even her own skin defense is enough to be comparable to the "Holy Cry Mantis". "Steel skin" attached.

More importantly, Charlotte Lingling's "steel balloon" seems to be the kind with no dead ends in all directions.

It can be said that for those who have become Charlotte Lingling's husband over the years, one counts as one, and they are basically consumables.

Therefore, even if some of the Pirate Supernovas that fell into Charlotte Lingling's hands survived under the circumstances of being disliked, they are basically the ones that have been completely abandoned.

Only Klockdal and Moonlight Moria are lucky. At least compared with Charlotte Lingling’s physical and psychological torture, Krocdal and Moonlight Moria have only been hit hard. .

Immediately, Ion picked up the present Moonlight Moriah's reward order, and saw that Moonlight Moriah above the reward order was still a strong man, far from the appearance of the big fat man in the future.

‘Should... have not been completely abolished, Moonlight Moria..." Ion muttered silently.

However, no matter how anxious Ion was, he could only wait for the result of the revolutionary army's search for Moonlight Moria.

After all, Moonlight Moriah is the best candidate now. Whether it is the grievances between him and the "pirate group of beasts" or his ability to manipulate the shadow of the devil fruit, it seems that the "soul" can be maximized. The ability to split.

"Wind and rain are coming..."

Ion picked up the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose and looked at the sunny weather, but he already felt the squally showers hidden behind and approaching the Kingdom of Dresrosa.

"I hope I can make it in time."

Hearing Ion's mumble, Gion asked. "What's in time?"

Ion chuckled, showing an innocent smile, and replied. "nothing."

"Not so right..."

Gion moved closer to Ion, narrowed his sharp eyes, and said. "Ion, I always have a feeling during this time that you seem to be a little bit wrong."

Ion's eyes turned aside, he didn't dare to look at Gion, and he kept thinking about his past behavior in his heart, pretending to be calm. "Wha...what's not right..."

Gion looked at Ion and said little by little. "You usually seem to be lazy, but you seem to hide a bit of impatience that is not right, what's the matter? Major General Ion."

Hearing this, Ion's breath stopped inadvertently.

Is it still noticed?

This fool, Corason, messes with mandarin ducks, harming people!

In fact, Ion was aware of Gion's intentions.

But Ion often rubbed back and forth on the edge of a certain critical point, but he hesitated and didn't make a further breakthrough. He was worried that if he walked too close to Gion, his secret would be discovered by Gion.

Unlike Ion’s innate mindset that does not have a sense of identity with the world government, Gion, as the righteous sister of Lieutenant General Tsuru, will definitely stand firmly on the position of the navy, and she will also stand naturally. Based on the position of the world government.

Therefore, Ion, who does not have the very low possibility of rebelling against Gion, and the extremely risky idea, can only choose to show an incomprehensible attitude towards Gion's mind.

Even Mingming Gion was willing to lie on the same bed with Ion every day, with only a sheet in between, but Ion was always a gentleman, keeping a little distance from Gion.

Of course, Ion never asked Corason to find a reason to untie the Hailou stone handcuffs, but it also had an important purpose.

That is to use this... to completely separate the relationship between Ion and the virtual circle organization.

After all, the Marshal of the Warring States Period showed skepticism towards Ion after returning to Marine Headquarters Marine Vatican from the Holy Land Mary Gioia last time.

Although I was reluctantly fooled by Ion's slurs last time, no one can say when the Marshal of the Warring States period came to smash his relatives when he was cramped.

Therefore, Ion reluctantly tied himself to Gion at all times, letting Gion, who was completely trusted by the top navy, supervise him, and clarify that he did not do any business at all during the Kingdom of Dresrosa, every day. Playing, drinking and enjoying the sun.

By then, as soon as the virtual circle organization appeared, it would be invisible to prove that Ion was an innocent navy.

only…

By chance, has it turned out to be self-defeating?

Ion's mind was swiftly turning, thinking about what to do if he and Gion are completely torn apart?

Sacrifice hue and hope to rebel against Gion?

Or cut the sister to preach, to avoid future troubles?

Sweat oozes from Ion's forehead unconsciously.

While preparing for "Eighty One of Bound Dao: Suspension" to deal with the possible attack in Gion, Ion tried to cover Dao.

"Did you discover all of this? Gion, maybe the old man told you this secret?"

"Huh?" Gion.

"Birthday, it's almost my birthday." Ion sighed as he took off his sunglasses, his eyes showed a bit of homesickness and longing.

"Oh, I didn't expect that my twenty-sixth birthday would be spent as a prisoner in the Kingdom of Dresrosa."

"So...Is it coming to Ion's birthday?" Gion stammered.

"Eh? Don't you know Gion? What did you mean just now?" Ion asked in a surprised tone against the guest.

Gion subconsciously concealed in front of her sweetheart, and said. "No, of course I know... I know Ion's birthday."

"Really? Oh..."

Ion sighed again and said. "I originally thought that after seven years, this eighth year's birthday could be with the old man, but I didn't expect to be trapped here."

"Although Corazon dare not embarrass us for the time being due to the reasons of the world government, this is probably the most uncomfortable birthday of this kind of confined prisoner?"