My Son Is Roger The Pirate

“No, do you?” Ace didn’t say anything, he just wanted to prove his determination with actions.

Step by step, Ace slowly walked towards the navy behind Kebi, brandishing his knife that he didn’t know how much human blood he had drunk.

Every step fell to the ground, as if Zaikebi’s heart was knocked fiercely, making his inner defense weaken little by little.

The justice that he wanted to uphold in his heart collapsed little by little.

“Knock knock…”

Kebi, who always had excellent insight and domineering, could clearly feel where Ace had gone, so he knew very well that if he did not make a decision within three seconds, then these of his subordinates would have to die.

“3。”

“2。”

“1。”

“Farewell, Navy.” Ace raised the knife in his hand and prepared to make a move.

“Stop!!” Kebi suddenly turned around and roared, and then ripped off the justice coat he was wearing, his fingertips were all white, and finally he used all his strength to throw this coat symbolizing justice on the ground.

“The world government is all waste!”

“The headquarters of the Navy are all wasted … Thing! ”

“Please, let them go.”

After doing these movements, Kebi fell to his knees with a broken demeanor, he hated, hated himself for being useless. There is not even the strength to protect the subordinates.

“Why bother.” Looking at the navy who had almost fainted underground, Ace said softly, and then took the knife hand wielded in the air back.

Then as soon as he reached out, the energy of the burnt fruit burst out, and the previous flame chain appeared again, binding Kebi and bringing him back to the warship.

Soon after

White Earth Island, Baldigo, headquarters of the Revolutionary Army

A small boat stopped in the port of Baldigo, and the embarrassed Saab supported his body with a water pipe and slowly walked down.

And the members of the revolutionary army working in the port recognized Saab’s identity at first glance, and quickly rushed up to help, saying, “Chief of Staff, what’s wrong with you, it’s okay.” ”

Now Saab is extremely embarrassed, and where is the spirit of being the second-in-command of the revolutionary army. At this time, he received different degrees of physical trauma, which was taught by Caesar when he was in Dressrosa.

Later, Saab was seriously injured and drove the boat safely back to Baldigo.

The members of the revolutionary army who came to help Saab saw Saab’s appearance and immediately took him to the hospital of the revolutionary army headquarters and asked the best doctor to come and treat him.

It didn’t take long for Saab’s wounds to be treated and placed in an exclusive intensive care unit, attended to by the best doctors.

At this time, the leader of the revolutionary army, after hearing that Saab had returned from his wounds, brought several high-ranking personnel to visit him in the ward.

Monchi S. D. Long, with Evakov and Lightning, came to Saab’s hospital bed.

It didn’t take long for the seriously injured Saab to wake up from a coma, this revolutionary army cadre surrounded him, his face instantly reddened, this is embarrassment, this is grievance, as well as anger and unwillingness.

“Sabo, why didn’t Kerra come back with you?” Evakov asked the question.

Saab, who was originally nothing, was suddenly stimulated by this sentence, and two light tears slipped down his cheeks.

Then, Saab also formalized his mistake and replied, “Kerra, Kerra she was left in Dressrosa by Caesar.” ”

“What?!”

“How could this be?”

Evakov and Lightning were both surprised, unable to believe why Saab’s entourage Kerla was left in Dressrosa.

Only Monchi · D. Long was very calm, he looked at Saab quietly, and then said, “Did you encounter any trouble?” How can you easily give up your companions? ”

Although Long is a little calm and excessive, as the leader of the revolutionary army, this kind of cadre abandonment needs to bear severe punishment according to the iron law.

“I… I found Caesar, who not only refused to ally with me, but also left Kerra behind. Saab didn’t want to admit it, but there was nothing he could do. Time has become a foregone conclusion, and even if he tries his best to save it, there is nothing he can do.

“Caesar!”

Monchi S. When D. Long heard this name, his body suddenly trembled violently and then above his cheeks under the big cloak. His expression changed very quickly, and at the same time he shouted in his mouth, “Master?? ”

“What?” Saab was a little surprised, and didn’t understand.

“Chief, let’s go and redeem Kerra back!” See Munchi · D. Long, the fire in Saab’s heart was once again lit, he could not bear the fact that Kerra was robbed in any way, so he now desperately wanted to fight for it.

“No, we have other things to do now, and this matter will be discussed later.” Monchi S. Since D. Long heard that Caesar had done this, he had dismissed the idea of returning to Kerra.

After all, he knows very well. At the beginning, his strength, if she did not want to return the people, then no matter how hard they tried, it was impossible to snatch it from the open hands.

“Chief!” Saab lay on the hospital bed, still very unwilling.

“Okay, don’t mention this matter again.” Monchi S. D. Long lowered his cloak and turned to leave the ward, saying, “Evakov, Lightning, you guys take care of Saab.” ”

Where can a revolutionary army cadre like Evakov not understand the true meaning of the dragon, and let them take care of Saab probably means to take a good look at him and prevent Saab from doing anything out of the ordinary.

“Leave it to your fate.”

Lightning didn’t know where to find a glass of red wine and handed it to Saab, who had participated in the Top War with Evakov. Therefore, he deeply understood how strong Caesar’s true strength was, so he tried to dissuade Saab from doing useless work.

And Evakov, of course, was also for Saab’s good, following Lightning and saying, “That’s it, Saab boy, Caesar is really too strong, absolutely invincible.” ”

Saab, who was lying on the bed, did not pick up the red wine handed over by Lightning, and slowly leaned back, his eyes flashing with anger, not knowing what he was thinking.