Pirate: Vice-Captain of the Whitebeard Pirates

Whitebeard moved first, perhaps seeing his long-lost brother, which made the future king of the sea eager to appreciate Larson's current strength.

He held a naginata in his hand and strode towards Larson. Larson did not dare to underestimate the enemy, because he knew that the man he was facing was called the strongest man by later generations, and judging from his age, at this time, he should This is still the period when this man is at his peak!

But Larson's face showed an expression of excitement. Although Whitebeard is at his peak now, he has been getting stronger over the years!

He also wanted to experience the strength of the strongest man!

When the naginata struck in his hand, Larson did not retreat, but chose to hold the long sword to block it head on!

A real man will fight with real swords and guns!

This is also the best way to prove the strength of the two people!

"Bang!!!"

The weapons of the two men collided. In an instant, a violent wind rose on the island, the clouds in the sky opened wide, and purple electricity seemed to flash where the weapons of the two collided.

"boom!"

The two were instantly separated, pushing each other ten steps away.

"La la la la!"

Whitebeard couldn't help laughing. He felt it. Feeling the feeling of being a strong man for a long time, he grinned at Larson: "Larson, the warm-up is over!"

Larson pointed the long knife in his hand at Whitebeard: "I will be serious next time."

Both of them wanted to test out how strong the other's current strength was, so the blow just now was just a close competition to test each other.

The two fought from noon to dusk. This was a contest between truly strong men. The strong winds emitted during the fight between the two could easily knock down a big tree, but unfortunately, this battle was No third person watching.

At sunset, the fight between Larson and Whitebeard had stopped. The two were sitting on the beach. Whitebeard's naginata was stuck on the beach beside Whitebeard, but there was only a broken sword beside Larson.

The two of them sat calmly on the beach, watching the sunset before them. No one spoke, and they seemed to be enjoying the beauty of seeing each other again after a long absence.

Larson recalled the battle just now and sighed in his heart that he was indeed the strongest man on the sea in the future.

Although he was not at a disadvantage in the initial battle between the two, if the battle continued, he would definitely lose. Because of the Sharingan, he had already felt tired after fighting for such a long time, but Whitebeard I still want to be like a normal person, and the bigger I get, the more excited I am.

Monster, this is Larson's inner evaluation of Whitebeard.

Moreover, Whitebeard did not use his Shake Fruit ability during the battle just now, but Larson also had a trump card that was useless.

To put it bluntly, this is just a process for the two of them to demonstrate their respective strengths, and there is no need to take it very seriously.

"Brother, come to sea with me."

Whitebeard suddenly turned his head and said to Larson.

Larson said calmly: "Okay."

It was as if he was agreeing to a trivial thing.

The conversation between the two was as simple as asking if they had eaten today, and the other party replied that they had eaten.

Little did they know that it was Whitebeard's words that would make the Whitebeard Pirates a dynasty that would last for a hundred years!

At this moment, Whitebeard couldn't help but think of that day 17 years ago, in the same place, where he said the same words.

Unfortunately, all he got at that time was rejection from the other party. Even though he emphasized the beauty of the sea, the other party remained indifferent.

Today he asked the same question. Fortunately, he didn't wait for the same answer.

"I promised you."

Larson looked at the sea in the distance: "If one day you leave the Rocks Pirates, you must come to me. I know you will definitely come. Ever since I saw the newspaper about the demise of the Rocks Pirates last year, I I’ve been waiting for you.”

Whitebeard was silent for two seconds: "Brother, can you tell me why you refused when I invited you to join the Rocks Pirates, but now you agree to it?"

Larson said without hesitation: "Because I knew from the first sight of you that you were destined to become the king of the sea, so I am waiting for you, waiting for the day when you become the captain yourself. Get on your boat and conquer this sea with you!”

It's just a lie. Anyway, it doesn't matter what he says. He can't say anything to Whitebeard. He saw that the Rocks Pirates would be finished sooner or later, so that's why he didn't join.

Sure enough, he saw the shocked expression on Whitebeard's face after hearing what he said, and it was obvious that he had been successfully deceived.

He stood up and patted Whitebeard on the shoulder with a smile: "You must be hungry after playing for so long. Let's go back to eat first!"

"Then I'm welcome."

Whitebeard patted his stomach and said.

Larson looked at the broken knife on the ground and sighed. The knife was broken like this, so it must be no longer usable.

Whitebeard's face turned red: "I'm really sorry, brother. I'll find you a better knife when I get back."

Larson said: "Then it's a deal!"

When the two of them fought just now, neither of them used haki. Larson's ordinary long sword naturally cannot be compared with the Whitebeard Naginata. It is normal for it to be cut off.

If it hadn't been for Larson's weapon suddenly breaking, the fight between the two might not have stopped till now.

However, the knife had been with him for such a long time, and Larson couldn't bear to just throw it away. He picked up the weapon and planned to take it home and find a place to bury it.

Whitebeard and Larson walked back together. Whitebeard's height of six meters is considered normal in the world of One Piece, but Larson is only about two meters tall now, no matter how hard he has worked hard to eat these years.

So he walked with Whitebeard. From a distance, it looked like an adult walking with a child.

As soon as Larson walked to the door of his house, he saw his neighbor's aunt coming out.

"Larson, are you back? Is this the friend you were talking about?"

The neighbor's aunt came over and looked at Baibeard up and down. Then she said to Larson: "It's just right. You and your friends can come to our house for dinner."

"Forget it, auntie, thank you for the invitation, but my friend and I won't be going there."

"How about that? You promised me before."

The aunt said with a serious face: "Anyway, I just have one more friend for you. It's just a pair of chopsticks. And your uncle has explained it in advance. If you don't go back to your uncle, I can't explain it."

"It's... well."

Larson said: "My friend and I will go there right away."

The aunt was then happy: "Then I'll go back and wait for you."

Larson walked into his hut with White Beard. As soon as he entered the room, White Beard smiled and said, "I didn't expect you to be so loved in the village, brother."

Larson put the broken knife aside casually: "Every year, the village encounters several groups of pirates. It's all thanks to me protecting everyone here. It's also because of this that everyone is so kind to me."

At this point, Larson's voice gradually became lower, because he was about to go to sea with Whitebeard, which also meant that the village no longer had his protection, and no one would protect them when they encountered pirates.

Whitebeard frowned on the side, thoughtfully.

Larson and Whitebeard placed their weapons at home, and then went to the aunt's house for dinner.

The aunt and her husband had been waiting for a long time when they returned home. When they saw Larson coming, they both had happy smiles on their faces.

"Sit down, come and try my skills."

The aunt greeted warmly.

Several people sat together and tasted the aunt's craftsmanship.

During the meal, the aunt noticed that Larson had been silent, as if she had something on her mind, so she asked: "Larson, is it that the food cooked by aunt is not delicious and does not suit your taste?"

"Of course not, Auntie's food is delicious."

Larson hesitated for a moment, but finally did not hide anything and told him that he was leaving.

After finishing speaking, the dinner table suddenly fell into silence.

"Is that so..."

The aunt forced a smile and said: "Isn't it tomorrow to leave? Let's continue eating, and continue eating."

The white-bearded man sitting next to him gradually became serious. He now understood the significance of Larson to the people in this village. He was like a patron saint here, protecting the safety of the people in this village.

But now that the patron saint was about to go to sea with him, he felt that he should do something now to continue Larson's responsibilities as the patron saint.

Whitebeard stood up, and as soon as his six-meter-tall body stood up, the light was blocked by him.

Whitebeard looked at the aunt and said, "Is there a larger piece of cloth here?"

"Bigger cloth?"

The aunt thought for a while and said, "Wait a moment."

She quickly brought the cloth over, and then Whitebeard began to draw on the cloth. Soon a skull with a half-moon beard was completed, but after finishing the painting, Whitebeard always felt that something was missing. He noticed Larson beside him and suddenly realized what he was missing. He lowered his head again and completed his work.

Larson looked on. In fact, he knew what Whitebeard wanted to do when Whitebeard said he wanted a piece of cloth.

Skull and Bones Flag, he wants to hang the flag of the Whitebeard Pirates in this village to tell others that this village is protected by his Whitebeard.

I have to say that this is indeed a good idea. Although the Whitebeard Pirates have just been established, Larson is full of confidence in himself and the current Whitebeard. He believes that it will not take long for the two of them to make everyone remember Live this flag.

He watched Whitebeard finish painting the familiar flag. He thought it was done, but he didn't expect Whitebeard to start painting again after looking at him.

"All right!"

Satisfied, Whitebeard picked up his work and showed it to everyone. It was a skull with a white moon beard. However, there were two blood-red eyes on both sides of the skull.

Larson understood what these two blood-red eyes represented, and it didn't take much explanation from Whitebeard. They represented his Sharingan.

Although he is already in his 30s and has passed the age of being moved by the smallest things, Larson's eyes still turned red at this moment.

The aunt and her husband may not know what Whitebeard’s actions mean at this time, but Larson understands that the flag on the pirate group is specially made by the captain, and the flag on a pirate ship represents the captain’s Face, Whitebeard can add his Sharingan to the flag, which shows that Larson's position in Whitebeard's heart is really important, and it also shows that their pirate group was founded by them together.

There are blood pupils behind the beard. This is not only the pattern on this flag, but also the impression that everyone will have of the Whitebeard Pirates in the future.

Behind Whitebeard, there will always be that figure!

And even though Whitebeard was tall, he was very attentive. He saw that Larson's eyes had changed from two magatama to three magatama. He didn't know if Larson's eyes would change again after three magatama. change, so when he drew the eyes on the flag, he only drew a red eye and did not draw magatama inside,

If Magatama were painted here, it would be embarrassing if Larson's eyes changed later.

"Larson, this will be the flag of our Whitebeard Pirates from now on. What do you think?"

Whitebeard said proudly.

Larson sighed inwardly. What else could he say? Didn't he see that he was so moved that he was about to cry?