[Pirate] My Luna

If an ancient legend suddenly surges to the surface in a short period of time, it must be driven by human beings.

Luna detected a trace of plausibility in Porusalino's seemingly objective narrative.

He was clearly past the age of believing in legends. But even if the story is ridiculous, useful information can be analyzed from it to find parts that are helpful to the current situation.

Apart from the imagination about wealth, does eternity mean eternal life?

"Is this related to that legend? I did see the word Bacana in the letter, but I have no impression of the purple lightning and the seven islands." Luna continued to look at Porusalino.

Porusalino returned from a thoughtful state to a smiling look, "Crofts is the surname of the former royal family of the Bacana Kingdom. But there is no eternal kingdom in Bacana in history. argument."

"Other stories are well known."

His voice was still leisurely, but the soft final note dropped meaningfully, "Bacana's alias - Forbidden Island, Plague Land."

"However, that was all hundreds of years ago~ What is it that appears here? Why don't we go and see it for ourselves?"

Porusalino turned sideways in an inviting gesture.

The sky is gloomy gray, and the vast castle in front stands silently against the dim background. The shadows cast by the backlight of the building are like shaking monsters.

Her auditory hallucinations did not weaken, but became increasingly dense and noisy after she listened specifically.

They seemed to have discovered her from their painful gasps, moans, and sleep, so they rushed to her, so that the sounds could be heard around her more clearly.

But the mixed sounds left only chaos.

So countless tiny hands began to stretch out from these voices, pulling at her soul from all directions.

They haven't touched the shark's mental cord yet, they just made her head feel swollen and painful.

But Luna didn't show any abnormalities.

She was used to enduring pain, and it was nothing compared to Jinbe's concussive fists.

She could also get used to fear, so after a moment of fright, she was able to talk to Porusalino calmly.

Luna stared at the castle in front of her again, as if staring face to face at the black hole underwater.

Then behind the noise, I vaguely heard heartbeats one after another.

Thump, thump, pulsing extremely slowly.

This is not an abstract, light frequency, but a thick and sticky pulsation of flesh and blood.

There seems to be a huge life form crouching in the castle in front of you.

This feeling was fleeting, and Luna couldn't tell whether it was real or a hallucination she had made up because of her nervousness.

She and Porusalino moved forward slowly, walking step by step through the silent garden on a stone path wide enough for two or three carriages.

The surroundings have been very quiet, so quiet that the only sound left is the sound of their advancing footsteps.

Connecting the front garden and the Blue Fortress is a short stone bridge that bends over the river. When you walk up to it, the outer gate of the castle looks very huge.

Luna took Porusalino's arm.

Walking this section of the road was like a process of gradually putting pressure on the spirit. The more nothing happened, the more nervous Luna became.

Her spirit was extremely tense, so the pulling force became stronger without her realizing it, and her cold white fingertips even dug into his wheat-colored arm.

Porusalino lowered his head, and swallowed back the frivolous complaint that he was about to say casually when he saw that her face still had not regained its color, and almost waited for her to speak first in a good-natured manner.

Then, he heard the little mermaid say seriously: "On land, as long as I have a little time, I can definitely fight."

Porusalino suddenly smiled slightly.

This is really...

"Hmm~Fight? Miss Luna, did you hear something? My experience didn't give me any hints."

"Speaking of which, Ms. Luna doesn't seem to know much about Haki~ Then why do you have this strange feeling? It's really curious~"

Listening to Porusalino's seemingly casual questions, Luna felt that vague sense of exploration reappearing.

He always clings to the parts of her that he wants to keep carefully guarded, but when he talks, he likes to say half and leave the other half, making people guess.

Although they should help each other as much as possible, she must not be completely led by others!

"This is Mr. Boshen, the human being." Luna tried her best to appear cold and not to be trifled with, and spoke out the second half of the sentence forcefully, "Are you talking too much to yourself?"

Among them, the coldness refers to Jinbe, and the not-to-mess with Aaron refers to the look. As a result, the expression on her face that she thought she had imitated turned into pursed lips, glares, and raised chin, fully explaining what it means to show off one's teeth and claws with bravado.

It was like being hit on the nose by a cat with its meat pad, or being bumped in the stomach by a deer with its tender antlers, or being hit on the calf by a small fish in the water.

The funny emotion that tickled his heart overshadowed his slight surprise. Within a moment, Porusalino couldn't help but turned sideways and suppressed laughter until his shoulders shook.

"Pfft, cough. Miss Luna is really strict with me." After a few seconds, under Luna's increasingly embarrassed gaze, he turned around and cleared his throat in an attempt to cheer up, but the smile in his eyes It's so obvious that it's not covered up.

Luna began to hold her breath again. She thought angrily that there was too much air on the shore!

"Yeah~ Mermaids have to breathe honestly on the shore, right?" Porusalino smiled.

Although looking at him like this made people even more annoyed, Luna calmed down her emotions as quickly as possible, took a deep breath to relieve her hot cheeks, and warned: "Anyway...be careful, there seems to be something alive inside."

Porusalino also became a little more serious, "Before talking to myself, I listened carefully to Miss Luna~ But if something happens, I don't mind Miss Luna running away first, right?"

He told her to run away first, but his expression was indeed calm and relaxed. It seemed that no matter what happened, he would be able to cope with it, and he didn't expect anything from her.

Porusalino's seemingly considerate contempt was essentially the same as Aaron's previous contempt for her.

This is arrogance towards those you see as weak, based on your confidence in your own strength.

But she has defeated Aaron, and she can defeat more people in the future. Her confidence in herself was established through boring training time after time, and the contempt of others could not shake her.

Sometimes she is eager to prove and needs to prove that she is no longer a child in Tiger's eyes.

When Luna thought of Tiger, her countless positive emotions were mixed with some disappointment, but she immediately developed a stubborn fighting spirit.

She wasn't going to run away, she was going to get out safely and tell Tiger the story of her adventures when she left them alone.

With this thought, the gloomy castle in front of him changed from a monster's lair that he had to bravely enter into a treasure trove where his favorite treasure was buried.

Luna smiled slowly, as if even the chaotic sounds in her hearing could no longer affect her.

She ignored Porusalino's last sentence and instead gently urged: "Let's go."

They first pushed open the extraordinarily heavy outer door, which was not easy, and it finally creaked open a gap wide enough for a person before Porusalino decided to blow it open.

Behind the outer gate is the courtyard square in the center of the castle. The ground is covered with black and white marble floor tiles. Large and small palaces and towers are connected through winding corridors full of tall columns.

According to different functions, the heights of various parts of the castle are not consistent, but show a complex and staggered beauty. The most prominent ones are the spire towers of different heights located in three different directions and the domed palace facing the outer gate.

"Can we go to the highest place and take a look? From this height we should be able to observe the entire island." Luna carefully looked around and focused on the watchtower.

Porusalino put his hands in his trouser pockets, walked forward slowly, and asked leisurely: "Miss Luna, do you know where to visit first when visiting other people's palaces?"

"Where?" Luna looked at him quietly.

Porusalino chuckled: "Of course I have to go to the throne room to say hello to the 'King' first."

They walked up four flights of stairs to the throne room on the top floor of the domed palace.

The dome there is extremely high, and there are reliefs, murals and stained glass everywhere. But it was also very dark. The sky was originally gray, and through the stained glass, the little light became even more misty and scarce.

Luna raised her head little by little and looked up at the huge mural in the center of the dome. In the painting was a huge girl that could barely fit in the picture. She was twisting her limbs, closing her eyes tightly, and curled up in the center to sleep.

Even if she didn't understand the traditions of human countries, she still felt something was wrong. Compared with the splendor around her, the content of the painting was too weird.

Her breathing became lighter, her eyes searched for Porusalino, and when she was about to communicate with him, she suddenly felt that it was strangely quiet around her.

The sounds that crowded around her and kept tugging at her soul suddenly disappeared.

At the same time, she felt the cold feeling coming from deep inside her body.

In the peripheral vision, there seemed to be black, soft threads dangling from a high place.

Luna slowly raised her head and saw the long black hair of the huge girl in the painting crawling out of the mural little by little, spreading around like a spider web.