Tracing the source begins with One Piece

After Domino withdrew from the impassioned state, she felt a little at a loss when it came to the applause and praise from the two people. She thought it was just talk, and later she couldn't help but say what was in her heart.

The reason is probably that in this deep-sea prison that is isolated from the inside and outside, it is difficult to have such an opportunity to chat freely. At this time, someone is chatting with her freely. If the conversation goes smoothly, she will naturally talk more and have someone to talk to. Can talk.

It has nothing to do with love, romance, or anything like that. It’s just a storyteller. There must be people who listen to the story. One is willing to listen and the other is willing to tell, so that the story can continue.

It’s similar to, you have a story and I have wine, it’s pretty good!

Thinking about it in Moria, this is a good thing. He likes to listen or read stories, listen to or read other people's stories. In addition, he can take a sip of mellow red wine or make a cup of fragrant tea and indulge in the conversation between the two of them. Pass by or enjoy among the chiming wind chimes.

At that time, when he had the opportunity, he also became a person in the story and was listened to or read by the world.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Moria, for saying such strange things to you."

Domino blushed and didn't dare to look at the two of them anymore. He hurriedly lowered the brim of his hat and looked straight outside the elevator, pretending to be nonchalant.

She was struggling in her mind at this time, what happened today, she said a lot of strange things, even though she usually did more and talked less, or even just watched.

After much deliberation, there was no result, and I could only blame the strange Shichibukai next to me.

Yes, from Domino's point of view, this Shichibukai is indeed a bit strange. It's not like she has never seen the Shichibukai under the king.

There are only two Shichibukai in prison now. When they were taken to the prison, they didn't say anything. It was obvious that there was a deep gap between the two - officials and thieves!

But the one next to him is very different. He doesn't seem to be against the navy. There is no trace of hypocrisy. It seems that in his opinion, he does not think of himself as a thief, not a pirate who is sworn in with the navy.

What is that?

It’s really strange, he is obviously the top pirate under the Four Emperors!

She couldn't help but mutter in her heart, strange guy.

Moria looked at Domino who was already addicted to her inner world. Although she didn't know what she was thinking, Moria knew that the other party needed space and time to be alone at this time, so she didn't speak anymore.

The three of them were silent for a moment, accompanied by the "clattering" of the chain. A quarter of an hour later, when the shaking elevator reached the fourth underground floor, it stopped with a "clang".

The quality of this elevator is not good, Moriah thought to himself. Not only is it noisy, but it is also unstable and constantly vibrating. In addition, it is so "violent" when it starts and stops.

Bad user experience, bad review!

"Okay, we've arrived at our destination, Level 4 Scorching Hell, four levels underground."

Hannibal walked out of the elevator first and said to Moria.

"This is the scorching floor where Magellan, the director of prisons, is located."

Moriah stepped onto the floor, a heat wave hit his face, his body and mind felt roasted, and he felt inexplicably agitated, "It really lives up to its name, this anxious hell."

The air waves visible to the naked eye are rising, and even the air has become oppressive and dull. Everything in sight seems to be baked by a furnace, turning brown and exuding fire.

Moria also took the time to pay attention to Domino's long golden hair, and saw that her hair was still soft and shiny, elastic and tight, and had not become frizzy, bifurcated or yellowed due to the dry air.

cool!Miss Domino, what kind of conditioning shampoo do you use?Please plant grass!

Um, maybe it's natural beauty?

"So, where is Magellan?" Moria thought for a while, but still didn't ask the above question. It would be too damaging to the image. It was better to discuss it slowly when the two of them were alone.

ha?When to be alone?Who knows?In a dream?

Several people walked towards the forward passage, while Domino walked in front and said.

"Director Magellan has diarrhea for about 10 hours every day, and having diarrhea in the bathroom is a compulsory course for him every day."

"Sleep time is 8 hours, minus meal and rest time."

"His working hours are about 4 hours a day."

If you replace diarrhea time with spare time, you will probably live a golden-collar life.

Tsk tsk tsk, what a pity!

Moria couldn't help but complain, "If you are the king of squatting, can you still be called the director?"

Domino is accustomed to other people's "prejudice" towards his director, and he even speaks the "truth" for his director.

"In critical moments, he is still very reliable."

After a while, they arrived at Magellan's office. After asking the guard at the door to open the door, everyone went in directly.

No one was seen, only the sound of flushing water was heard.

Moria looked at it and saw that there was neither a sofa nor an extra chair. The only chair belonged to the desk.

Well, it seems that the only people who usually come here are the guards who stand and report their work. It is unlikely that big shots will come to the director's office.

"Mr. Moria, I kept you waiting for a long time. The director will be out soon."

When Domino heard the sound of flushing water, he knew what his director was doing, so he spoke to Moria and reminded him.

"I forgot to mention just now, the Director is a Poison Fruit user - Poison Man, please be more careful."

Moria nodded to show her understanding, "Thank you for your hard work, Miss Domino."

Hannibal, the "careerist", ran directly to the desk in the office and sat down on the only chair behind him, looking comfortable and enjoying himself.

After the sound of flushing water repeated several times, it finally stopped. A huge man came out from the room with his hands covering his stomach. He looked like he had exerted too much force and had a weak kidney.

Even so, just looking at his appearance, he has a powerful "aura of fear".

With a huge body of nearly five meters, sharp blades and horns on its head, it looks like a Satanic demon, plus black demonic wings on its back, and black-themed clothing all over its body, it looks like a demon from hell.

From this point of view, compared with the two, Hannibal is exactly the kid next to this demon king.

Domino saw Hannibal sitting down in a "disrespectful" manner. As a good subordinate who dared to give direct advice, Domino raised his hand and said, "Deputy Director, that is the Director's seat."

"That will be my seat one day." Hannibal sat on it and waved his hands, shaking his head to show that he didn't care.

Magellan raised his hand to his forehead, intending to block the light, "It's so dazzling. How can this room be so dazzling? I want to be locked in a darker room. If possible, I also want to close my mind."

"Stop talking nonsense, Director, Your Majesty Shichibukai Moonlight Moria is waiting for you," Hannibal said.

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