This navy can deal with him, how dare he kill White Beard!

A tall, bloodstained figure stood at the bow of the ship.

Can't see his face clearly.

He stood proudly in the wind and rain, holding a saber that was gradually flaming in one hand.

"I am your officer..."

"I am your instructor..."

"I am your senior..."

"I owe you my life."

"promise me……"

"Be sure to survive!"

"This is an order!"

He is laughing.

The point of the knife is pointing upwards.

always up.

The vast knife light dragged the flames, illuminating the entire dark sky, as if the dawn had come.

……

The screen turns.

"Hurry up and save people!"

"Blood transfusion! Need blood transfusion!!"

Noisy exclamations could not be heard.

The bloody figure on the stretcher.

A lighter that won't work,

Unsmoked cigars...

"Great, you all survived."

He smiled softly.

It kept raining, and it kept raining.

A snow-white seagull soared up from the shattered warship.

……

The screen continued to fly.

Tombstone, broken knife, bloody cloak.

Old people, children, teenagers.

"Old man, I don't have any request, I just want to know..."

"When my brat was fighting, was he brave?"

After getting the answer, the old man laughed wantonly and boldly.

"You must survive, Mr. Ron."

Click!

The picture disappeared as suddenly as glass shattered.

flame,

soaring flames,

Like a flame that burns the sky and the firmament! ! !

The scorching heat enveloped everything.

……

survive...

to survive...

Must... survive! !

Swish! !

"Do not!!"

Ron opened his eyes suddenly, panting wildly as if he was suffocating.

A fine layer of cold sweat had already overflowed from his back and forehead.

This is where?

I survived...?

Ron panted slightly, raised his heavy eyelids, only felt dry mouth and unbearable inhuman pain coming from his body.

What came into view was the shaking cabin, bright oil lamps hung on the cabin wall, burning tenaciously.

There were blood-stained bandages piled up messily beside the bed, and blood was being transfused in the veins of his elbow.

Ron looked in the mirror on the bedside cabinet, and a haggard, pale face looked a little strange.

"Did you survive?"

He looked down at his bandaged hands quietly, and murmured with a complicated expression.

"Mr. Ron, you're awake."

At this time, the door of the cabin was gently pushed open, and a figure came out with a smile in his hands holding a meal.

She has short orange hair and a slender figure. She wears a pink cardigan on her upper body, a short red and white lace skirt on her lower body, and high stockings on her slender legs.

Ron couldn't help but froze when he saw this figure.

This is... Kerla! !

The cadres of the Revolutionary Army, originally slaves of the Celestial Dragons, were liberated by Fisher Tiger 15 years ago, and later escorted home by the Sun Pirates. They are "the bridge between humans and murlocs"!

Is this a ship of the Revolutionary Army?

A huge amount of information flooded into his brain all of a sudden, making Ron, who was already seriously injured and exhausted, have bloodshot eyes and a splitting headache.

He pressed his forehead with one hand, and hid the other hand under the quilt, with a weak electric arc dancing between his fingers.

Although he himself doesn't have much dislike for the Revolutionary Army, at least on the surface, the Revolutionary Army is a hostile force to the Navy.

The current Ron is no longer the stunned young man who just crossed over, and this world is not the "Happy One Piece" that only exists on TV and everything follows the plot.

This is a real, living world!

Every character and every force has its own interest demands, and any change is enough to cause a major change in the original plot.

The incident of the Golden Lion is enough to explain everything.

Three fights that risked their lives,

sacrificed countless lives,

Inflicting heavy damage on the Golden Lion again and again,

In the final battle, Ron also set up at least three targeted measures, and in the end he managed to kill the Golden Lion with a decisive battle.

Such a fierce and powerful legendary pirate would lose to Wang Lufei who didn't even have arrogance?

If I continue to use the routines and inherent ideas in the original "anime" to judge the characters and forces in this sea, I probably don't even know how to die.

So even in the face of the seemingly harmless revolutionary army, he must maintain the highest vigilance at all times.

"You shouldn't be sitting up. Your injury is too serious and you need a good rest." Kerla didn't notice Ron's strangeness, but smiled softly, and put the tray in her hand on the table beside the bed.

"This is pumpkin porridge, which is helpful for wound healing. Mr. Ron, your injury is not healed. The doctor advises you not to eat too greasy food."

While talking, Kerla picked up the bowl of hot pumpkin porridge from the tray, scooped a little with a spoon, and blew.

"I'm Kerla, a cadre of the Revolutionary Army."

She smiled softly, and immediately put the spoon to Ron's mouth.

Ron looked calmly at Kerla's beautiful and cheerful face, seeing the clarity and kindness in the latter's eyes, and the electric arc dancing on the fingertips under the quilt slowly dissipated.

"I'll do it myself, Miss Kerra."

He raised his hand, wanting to take the bowl.

"No." Kerra shook her head.

"It's my job to take care of you."

Her tone was obviously gentle, but there was an unquestionable firmness in her voice.

Seeing this, Ron didn't argue with her, and opened his mouth to take a mouthful of porridge.

This is the character of Kerra.

She is extremely capable and gets things done with flying colors.

It is impossible for Ron to win an argument against a woman who can be praised by the revolutionary army's second-in-command Sabo and commented "Is there anything in the world you can't handle?"

Of course, Ron learned a hard truth long ago:

——Don't argue with women, especially beautiful women, especially unreasonable.

Seeing Ron's "well-behaved" behavior, Kerla narrowed her eyes with a satisfied smile.

Her eyes are big, but they look like crescent moons when she smiles.

"By the way...Mr. Ron, you don't seem surprised by my identity."

Kerra asked casually as she spoon-fed Ron.

Ron didn't give her a chance to delve into this issue, but said lightly:

"The composition of the cadres of the Revolutionary Army is not a big secret for the Navy Headquarters."