Master of Power in One Piece World

Chapter 1 Continuation of Life

Baron Kingdom, in Chris Manor.

"woooo~"

Beside the window, a colorful bird gestured with its wings. The beautiful and supple feathers were limp and limp with the moisture from the sea.

There was still a whining sound from his mouth.It seems to be conveying some information.

Stupid Twolegs!I don't understand this! !

"Is the owner short of money? Wait a minute, I'll go to the storage room now"

Obviously, the humans in front of them didn't understand its meaning.

In the room, the well-dressed middle-aged man nodded calmly, accustomed to the style of the head of the house.

I don't know if I'm jealous this time or if I'm attracted to something.

Starched snow-white shirts, black or white vests, black bow ties, black tuxedos, crisp black trousers, and shiny black shoes.

There is also that always straight body, revealing his rigorous style of being a housekeeper everywhere.

Albert will tidy up the few hairs again, look at the few strands of hair in the palm of his hand distressedly, and carefully put them into his pocket.

Today, Rogers and Judy also left him.

The housekeeper said sadly, "Wait a while, I will give the milk to the young master first."

"Wow!"

The Bird of Paradise jumped onto his shoulder, flapped its wings, and a big tic-tac-toe rose on its small head.

idiot!You are bald in the middle, and you still need to tidy up your fart!
Also, have you ever seen someone name their hair!
"Huh? Isn't that what you mean?"

Albert didn't care about the bird's movements either.Gently tidied up the back of his head, leaned on his chin, and began to think.

After a while, he shook his head helplessly.

Apart from asking for money, he really couldn't think of anything else worth asking the owner to ask the Bird of Paradise to come back.

Although this bird is beautiful and smart, it can still be worth some Baileys. If you are short of money, why don't you just press it out? It actually wants to shamelessly borrow money like a young master.

Really
"Woo~"

The Bird of Paradise lowered its head in frustration, but this guy still didn't understand.Suddenly, something appeared from its sight.

The bird's head was stiff, and a radio wave flashed: "Woo!"

It flapped its wings excitedly, landed on the bracket on the fireplace, hugged a sailboat model in its arms, and then
Whoa!
Albert glanced at the shattered pieces and fell silent.

".You know, it took the young master a month to fix it."

"Gah!"

Still excited about finding a way by himself, the rafters of the Bird of Paradise opened slightly with anticipation.The feathers on his body trembled suddenly, shaking off the flying dust from head to toe.

"Woooooo~"

"So, is the owner dead?" Albert ignored the Bird of Paradise who asked him to beg for mercy, with a calm tone.

Although in his heart, he also despises this patriarch who has no talent and will only ruin the family business.But he is the child of his benefactor after all.

Although the conversation between them is limited to money.There is also the owner's various excuses for asking for money that can still guarantee reasonableness.

Alberta sometimes thinks about it, but if he spends a little bit of thinking about making excuses on business, it won't be to the point where he is now.

"woooo~"

The Bird of Paradise is on his shoulder, its wings hugged together, and the bird has a humanized pleading face.

The little owner didn't pay attention to its appearance, and when he thought of his eyes looking at the ingredients, he felt even more frightened.

It looked around the room, noticed the tray with a glass of milk on it, and its eyes lit up.

"."

Albert looked at the stupid bird trying to prop up the tray on the table.Shaking his head helplessly: "Okay, I will intercede for you."

"Wow?"

"I don't know why you are so afraid of the little master, you are so kind."

"woooo~"

The Bird of Paradise landed on his shoulder, and tilted his head disdainfully.

Kind ghost, that little thing must have thought about stewing me.

"Is it a shipwreck, or is it?"

Pushing open the door, Albert, who was walking in the corridor, asked.

"woohoo"

"Pirate"

Watching it move its wings across its head, Albert nodded in understanding. They are really a bunch of stupid thieves. The captives of the nobles can be exchanged for a lot of money. Just kill them like this?
But think about the style of the Kingdom of Baron.
Tsk, that's really a smart move.
……

"Ren, this is really a painting full of life"

Xi Luo looked at the hazy work on the drawing board. In the haze, a small flower stood quietly on the cliff, with black thunderclouds above it.But she's still open, in the storm and the wind
On the bare black rock, the flower is so proud.He knows this flower.Those are the wildflowers that can be seen everywhere on the roadside.

But in this painting, the flower exudes a fascinating charm, that is, the power from life!
"Mr. Xi Luo, if you praise me like that again, I will be proud."

In front of him, a young man as tall as his chest shook his head slightly, then pursed his lips into a smile.In the beam of light outside the window, the broken black hair was also dyed with light, shaking slightly with the boy's movements.

A pair of black eyes are like the starry sky in summer, quiet and beautiful.

Ciro raised his head and looked at the tall and elegant young man in front of him, the praise in his eyes was undisguised
"Hahaha, of course you can be proud. In Xihai, no, in the world, your paintings at this age are also excellent. Now my teacher can help you. There are only some skills."

"I don't think so"

The teenager laughed softly, as if he didn't agree with his point of view.

"You are so humble"

Ciro sighed, and looked down at the masterpiece on the drawing board again.

Maybe the technique is still a little immature, but with that expressive artistic conception, even an ordinary person can feel the will inside.

That is the painter's love for life!A tribute to good things!

He seemed to have seen the scene where those people once again fell into a fight for LN's painting.

'. But who would have thought that this boy was only 11 years old'

Looking at the boy's cheeks with some baby fat, this is probably the only thing that can remind him of his real age.

Impeccable manners, strong body and that handsome face.

How many people will be intoxicated by the mystery in his eyes in the future.

Ciro laughed, and the wrinkles on his face were full of childlike complacency: "If those old guys know, they won't be envious of me."

"teacher"

Ren's tone was helpless, this teacher is good at everything, but distracted at every turn
He still remembers that time when he was drawing by the window.The old man was attracted by the scenery outside the window, and excitedly lifted him up when he was still a little bean.

God knows what he was feeling at the time.

"Look, little Ryan, that is the continuation of life."

'.The continuation of the fart is the animal in heat'.

Although he thought so in his heart, he still stared with the playful teacher.

He had never seen that scene in his previous life.Dogs were originally born this way, is it the same for humans?

Little Ren, who was lifted to the window, was lost in thought.

Of course, afterwards, everyone, old and young, also tasted the bitter fruit, and drank the bitter coffee for a whole year!
Oh, he drank milk.

But lost the mellow, is it all bitter milk or milk?

(End of this chapter)