Master of Power in One Piece World

Chapter 78
In the early morning of the night, everyone on the Santa Maria packed up their things and hurried on the mountain.

"Sister Heya, I know I was wrong, and I will be careful in the future."

On the mountain road, I carried a huge burden on my back.Ren looked pitiful and begged for mercy from the woman holding an umbrella for him.

"No, since Little Ren is so careless, you must remember the lesson from this time."

Stretching out his hand and tightening his collar, Youquan Heya said with a smile.But after seeing the bandage leaking from his collar, he couldn't help flashing a hint of distress in his eyes.

"Master, you better stop struggling"

Also carrying a big burden, the little maid who helped him caress the things on his back with the other hand took a breath.

After slowing down for a while, he spoke out to explain the young master he couldn't think about.

Isn't it just to take something.

Ren was speechless.

This little maid is always acting stupid, and of course punishment or something is inevitable.And look at her.
Seems to be used to it.

"Hmm~ I always feel like I haven't brought something with me"

Youquan and Ya glanced at her, nodded their red lips, looking thoughtful.

Albert didn't know that he hadn't seen Ren's wound, but she was the ship's doctor on the Santa Maria.That level of bumps and scrapes.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it rolled down from the top of the mountain.

She couldn't believe that little Ryan had trained for nothing all these years.

Even if you accidentally fall down the mountain, you won't keep falling without resistance.

Thinking of Anne who walked with him.The source of the wound can be explained.

But since little Ryan told her that it was a scratch and wanted to defend that little idiot, she pretended to believe it.

"Hey? Hehe~"

The little maid was taken aback for a moment, then she pursed her lips in frustration. Sister Heya's intention was obvious, let her
Ok?
The dumb hair on her head stood up buling and she reacted.

This is just to remind her not to talk too much, not to really ask her to go back.

Smiling embarrassingly, Annie chose to shut up from the bottom of her heart.

She really can't do things like running back and lying down.

On the side, Albert combed the bird of paradise in his arms, looking at them cheerfully.It doesn't mean to help either.

This is of course the result of Ms. He Ya's discussion with him.And he also felt that it would be good to let these two little guys suffer a little.

This time the injury was not serious, but next time.

Ren shook his head and turned the heavy burden on his body.These things also look heavy.

The wound that had been smeared with ointment and bandaged on the back felt a little cool.

But dragging such a big burden, the muscles in the back will inevitably exert strength.Let the ointment soothe the wound more painful.

"Oh, oh, let's go faster"

In the gentle female voice, Ren also turned his head to look at the village at the foot of the mountain.One by one, people holding torches came out of the house.

The night under the rain is driven away by the little fire.

The rain falling in front of my eyes also became clear under the reflection of the candle not far away.

"Yeah, let's go faster."

When he came to the bamboo pavilion where he met Dylan, Ren put down the burden, untied it, and took out the prepared items from it.

Albert on the side also let go of the Bird of Paradise and helped him set things up.

An easy-to-carry table stands in the center of the bamboo pavilion.A low iron stove is placed under the corner of the table.

Then Albert took out the scraps left over from repairing the ship, put them in, and started to light the fire.

The view from this position is very wide, and people at the foot of the mountain cannot see them.

Even if the iron stove for heating was lit, the people below could not notice the fire they lit because of the angle of view.

Ren took out the low stools one by one from the burden, and then took out his favorite thing - the homemade barbecue pit.

"And food, food,"

The little maid on the side also opened her bag, and took out tea sets, snacks, skewered meat, and vegetables from inside.
You can't see the excited look at all, the look of sticking out your tongue tiredly when you go up the mountain.

Picking up the ignited firelighter, Alberta skillfully put the ignited sawdust into the heating iron cylinder, and then carefully placed small pieces of wood inside.

In this pavilion with air leaks everywhere, no matter what the rain brings, the air-conditioning is very biting.So the most important thing now is to prepare the stove for heating items.

Youquan and Ya took the kettle brought by Ren, and held the somewhat hot body of the cup, their cold hands warmed up.

Open the lid, the soup inside is still steaming.

After sniffing, she was a little speechless.This is the thick soup for dinner, and I don't know when the little guy prepared it.

"Hey, I'll come, I'll come"

After taking out all the snacks, Annie put her hips on her hips and looked at the delicate arrangement on the table with satisfaction.

Noticing Ren's movements, Lianman quickly stopped him.

The young master was injured because of him, she should do this kind of work.

Before him, the little maid picked up the wooden bucket containing fresh water and carefully poured most of it into the kettle on the ground.

Ren didn't fight with him, and took out the last thing from the bag.A thick felt of various animal skins sewn together.

This is his trophy on Barren Island.Or he sewed it himself.

Well, it's ugly though.

Seeing him again, Ren also felt a little ugly. At the beginning, he looked great!
Scratching his head, he ran out of the pavilion with the rolled up felt, stood up and began to circle around the pillars of the bamboo pavilion.

The length is just enough, not only to block the cold wind in the mountains and forests, but also to see the sacrifice on the other side of the cliff.

After lifting the felt, Ren got in, then took the rope, passed through the opening in the felt, and fixed it to the pillar of the bamboo pavilion.

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The Bird of Paradise huddled in Youquan Heya's arms, looking at the busy crowd speechlessly.

You guys are really here for vacation.
Youquan and Ya took a sip of the hot soup in the cup, feeling a little amused.

What a cleverness!

Think about Little Ren talking excitedly about his plan in the pharmacy in the afternoon while he was dealing with the wound.The smile on her lips softened.

"We're halfway up the mountain, how about drinking hot tea while watching the mysterious priests?"

While the little maid was excited, she also hesitated: "But it's so cold in there."

"It's all right, let's bring the fire, and then my thick felt."

"Then I. Hehe"

Ren knew that she always had the habit of stealing food in the middle of the night.

So after bandaging the wound, before he had time to put on his clothes, he just wrapped his upper body in bandages and ran to the tool room to search back and forth.

"It's okay, we have this!"

"This is."

"oven!"

Thinking of this, Youquan and Ya found it even more interesting.This little guy has been like this since he was a child, always finding a place to play.

Noticed that the maid wanted to put the kettle on the stove which was already burning.

She put down the Bird of Paradise, walked over, and took out a small jar from her bag.

After grabbing a handful of tea leaves, he opened the lid of the pot and put it in.

Not to mention the crowds who were prepared halfway up the mountain.

Like all the villagers, Martin, who was wearing a coir raincoat, looked at the bonfire set up on the side of the street, and then asked Mayhew beside him, "How are those people doing now?"

"Don't worry, I told them that there will be sacrifices on the island at night, and they won't come to disturb us"

Mayhew patted his chest and complained to his father: "However, it's really hard for you to trust others."

Martin nodded slightly.

Today, let's not talk about him.

However, those people
After hesitating for a moment, he thought of that sincere young man, and felt relieved a little.

Unlike these children who are waiting to have fun tomorrow, he, the sheriff, is responsible for a lot of things.

Not only to guide those young men who participated in the sacrifice for the first time, but also to ensure the smooth progress of the Rain Festival.

For such an important festival, it is inevitable to consider more.

(End of this chapter)