One Piece: Start Fishing Thunder Fruit And Mangekyō

Hearing this, Lin Yan's face instantly darkened.

As a result, even the joy of recruiting Aokiji disappeared a lot.

Whitebeard was kind to him.

Although I had known for a long time that Whitebeard's physical condition was not good, especially after experiencing the Summit War, he was getting worse every day.

But when he heard Marco's words, Lin Yan's face still became extremely ugly.

"Take me there."

Almost without hesitation, Lin Yan raised his head and spoke to Marco.

"follow me."

Marco didn't talk nonsense. After nodding to Lin Yan, he activated his Phoenix Fruit ability, grabbed Lin Yan's arm and flew into the sky.

Not long after, the two arrived at Whitebeard's bedroom.

"Dad, I brought Lin here."

Marco pushed the door open and his first words were to report the good news of Lin Yan's return to Whitebeard.

Although he has seen this scene many times recently.

But at this moment, facing his most beloved father, Marco still looked a little sad.

Lin Yan's face was as deep as water.

The Whitebeard in front of him was sitting on his spacious seat, but he could not see the aura of the former king of the sea at all.

Like a decrepit old man.

Not to mention that his whole body was covered with tubes for life extension, and even Haki's usual full-faced look had almost disappeared at this moment.

The sunset is nothing more than this.

Anyone with a discerning eye would probably be able to tell that Whitebeard's time is numbered in this state...

There is nothing we can do about this.

After experiencing the brutal Summit War, although he survived with the help of Lin Yan, the high-intensity battle still consumed a lot of Whitebeard's vitality.

His already old body was even worse.

If you just leave it alone.

This king of the sea will probably meet his end on the Moby Dick.

"Forest......"

As if after hearing Marco's words, Whitebeard reluctantly opened his eyes. After seeing Lin Yan in front of him, a look of relief appeared on his resolute face.

"You're back, don't show that expression, Laozi is not dead yet, goo la la la la..."

Although he seemed to want to give out the heroic laughter he once had as much as possible, the weakness of his breath made this heroic spirit somewhat feeble.

"...."

Lin Yan didn't speak, just stared at Whitebeard in front of him silently.

No one can resist the power of time.

Even Whitebeard, who is the emperor, is like this.

I have no choice but to show off to others in this sickly and frail posture.

I'm afraid even Whitebeard himself would feel uncomfortable.

"I'm back, and...this time Aokiji has also joined my team of Division 17, which should be a big help to us."

Looking at Whitebeard's eyes, Lin Yan deliberately ignored his frail appearance and turned to talk about Aokiji joining the 17th Division.

He knew Whitebeard didn't need sympathy.

Any ounce of sympathy and sadness.

It is tantamount to an insult to the man in front of him who has dominated an era!

"Aokiji? Ah... It really sounds like something you would do, goo la la la la... With you here, I don't have to worry about the Whitebeard Pirates weakening. "

Whitebeard's eyes widened in surprise, and after a moment he burst into strange laughter again.

As a legend.

He is not afraid of death.

Whitebeard also knew that he would eventually face this day.

And if the only thing he fears or can't let go of is the Whitebeard Pirates here and his family.

Fortunately, Lin Yan appeared.

This man has been bringing miracles to the Whitebeard Pirates from beginning to end.

Even if he, the emperor, is gone, Lin Yan is still capable enough to lead the Whitebeard Pirates.

Thinking of this, Whitebeard smiled happily.

"Lin, I'll leave the pirate group's affairs to you from now on... Don't worry, Laozi won't die for a while. Even if he does die, he will have to wait until he sees you ascend to the throne of emperor. Gu la la la la!”

Like a flashback, Whitebeard laughed heartily again.

However, Marco and Lin Yan watched this scene.

But they all showed heavy expressions on their faces, as if they had swallowed gold.

After a period of time, Lin Yan talked to Whitebeard about some of the things he had done recently. After seeing that Whitebeard was a little tired, Lin Yan exited the room with Marco.

Both of their faces looked a little heavy.

After a while, Lin Yan took a deep breath, turned to look at Marco next to him and asked.

"what did the doctor say?"

"One and a half years later, if we still can't find a solution by then, dad will..."

Marco clenched his fists.

The dignified captain of the first team actually showed an expression of regret on his face.

"If we had noticed earlier..."

"this is not your fault."

However, Lin Yan just shook his head.

This is not Marco's fault, nor anyone in the Whitebeard Pirates' fault.

Lin Yan knew very well that during the Summit War, Whitebeard was prepared to die in Marineford.

Heroes will one day meet their end.

Without his presence, Marineford would be Whitebeard's burial place.

Now it is just a delay of this time.

It is a matter of course that people will die after aging.

"Forest!"

Looking at Lin Yan's somewhat sad expression in front of him, Marco suddenly gritted his teeth, and then looked straight at Lin Yan with eyes that he didn't know whether it was firm or sad.

"Although I know it's shameless for me to say this, Lin...if you have any way, please save daddy!"

With that said, Marco actually knelt down towards Lin Yan with a plop.

Of course he knew that he was just making things difficult for others.

He knows Whitebeard's situation better than anyone else.

But at this moment, Marco is desperately grasping at every life-saving straw.

No matter what the cost!

"You don't need to tell me, I will do it."

However, before Marco fell to his knees, Lin Yan helped the man up.

"I am the captain of the 17th Division of the Whitebeard Pirates, and it is my duty to maintain this place."

Looking at Marco, Lin Yan spoke calmly.

Maybe.

When he first joined the Whitebeard Pirates, he just wanted five insurances and one fund or a more stable life.

But even Lin Yan can't deny it.

Everyone on the Moby-Dick, whether it's Whitebeard or the team captains, have unknowingly become his family.

Lin Yan looked at Marco steadily.

"You just have to trust me."