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Ocarina of the Crescent

Two people died overnight, the real mastermind Shikoti, even if the truth was exposed, she was still intact, and the voyage of the Ceylon was not interrupted.

For the time being, the navy has nothing to do with Shikoti, because she is not only the concubine of Dumuzi's harem, but also a nobleman.

Waking up from the coma, Shikoti immediately showed the coat of arms and seals representing her identity, and asked the commander of the Ceylon, Brigadier General Triton, for stricter protection.

Since that day, Shikoti has been staying in the cabin. Perhaps she is really worried about being retaliated by Chitose or the navy. She stays at home, and negotiating with the female officials and slaves around her in daily life.

……

Regarding Shikoti, Polusalino and his three interns were summoned to the Ceylon meeting room on the fourth day after the incident, and Zefa and Triton specially informed the follow-up in detail.

Including the incident narrative report handed over to the Navy Headquarters, and the reaction of the Central to the Stand King incident.

As expected by thousands of years old, the center decided to crown Shikodi, but because at this time the royal court of Dumuzi had already existed in name only, and Shikoti, who had ascended the throne, had to wait until the New Moon Ceremony was over before he could go to the Chitu Continent as an exile. The monarch applies to the hub for military/military assistance.

The order issued by the Navy Headquarters to the Ceylon is almost the same as that of the center.

In another half a month, the Ceylon will enter the waters between Atlanta and Gaugamela. Some officials of the fleet escort center dispatched by the Navy will arrive at the same time. Shikoti held a simple coronation.

According to the private letter sent to Zefa by a "friend" in the headquarters, Shikoti's coronation was a transaction that was well known to each other between her and the center.

The Navy looked on with cold eyes.

After the meeting and before leaving, Zefa, who had been silent all along, finally spoke. He said, "The most important thing is the heart of the Siren King. Don't forget your purpose." '

Zefa and Triton left, leaving the three interns behind. When the door of the meeting room was closed again, Polusalino saw the changing expression in Chitose's eyes.

It was as if a burning flame was reflected in those black and white pupils, but this strange color finally closed as she closed her eyelashes, the flame was extinguished and disappeared into the bottomless darkness.

Polusalino felt that there might be a plan for a thousand years, but because of Zefa's words, she gave up the internship and even accepted the decision to station in the new world in order to obtain the "Heart of the Siren King". Balancing the two, she naturally had to restrain her unwillingness and anger.

In Polusari's view, in the eyes of thousands of years old, kings, nobles, and centers may not have the slightest majesty. Her performance at the scene of the murder was already obvious, and she even dared to say that she would dissect the king of a country.

In this day and age, nobles still have absolute privileges. If the actions and thoughts of thousands of years old are spread, in the central impression, she must have committed a heinous crime.

Fortunately, Triton did not mention her at all in the official documents handed over to the Navy Headquarters.

Based on this alone, Polusalino also decided to ignore Brigadier General Triton's subsequent series of bad behaviors that, in his opinion, were suspected of trying to lure/abduct him and his companion Sakaski.

……

Leaving the deserted island where the internship was, boarded the Ceylon, and the warship sailed all the way.

The two islands of Atlanta and Gaugamela have a winter island climate. The Ceylon sailed on the sea without any risk. From the tenth day onwards, the ocean climate changed from high and crisp autumn to icy wind and frosty rain.

The sky and sea level were endlessly gloomy, and the temperature changed from pleasantly dry to wet and cold. Small ice particles swayed and swayed in the wind and fell from the sky, quietly falling into the gray sea water, or accumulating in the corners of the warship deck.

On the Ceylon, except for the necessary patrols, the sailors were reluctant to go outside, because it was wet and cold. They often went to the deck for a walk and came back. The heating in the cabin was steamed, and the ice particles melted on the cloth and invaded the skin. It makes people shudder.

Losing the interest to run outside, Polusalino soon discovered that the sailors... turned their attention and enthusiasm to the three interns, to be more precise, to Chitose.

As long as she appears on the occasion, no matter what the sailors are doing, they can increase their enthusiasm by dozens of percentage points.

Discovering this situation, Brigadier General Triton would often catch Qiansui Baisui and carry her by his side on the grounds of 'enhancing morale', especially when the sailors are required to work hard.

Of course, Qiansui has always been in a lack of interest, and later she imitated Shikoti and hid in the cabin and fell asleep. Polusalino found that from the day Zefa and Triton conveyed the order of the Navy Headquarters, she became Quiet, even a little melancholy.

Tried to tease her a few times, but her reaction was that she was absent-minded, and Polusalino had no choice but to calm down after that.

Chitose was in a bad mood, and Polusalino knew the reason. As a companion, he... er, well, he really didn't have the guts to tease that hag, especially when she was really upset.

If she blew up this time, he might not be able to solve it by breaking a few ribs and lying in the medical room. Facing a companion whose strength value is beyond the chart, Polusalino thinks he is very knowledgeable about current affairs.

……

According to the scheduled time, the Ceylon rendezvoused with the warship of the headquarters.

After going to the main ship to discuss matters, Triton asked the guards to inform him that the next day was the coronation ceremony.

The time may be a bit rushed, but since the day after tomorrow is the night of the new moon, Shikoti has no way to protest that her coronation as 'Her Majesty' is too shabby, and neither the Navy Headquarters nor the Central Center allow her to protest.

On the day of the coronation ceremony, Polusalino was awakened by someone knocking on the door early in the morning. When he got up, he could see the snow falling outside for several days through the glass window embedded in the outer wall.

After taking turns using the bathroom with their roommates to freshen up, the two dressed neatly went out, preparing to follow Zefa and Triton to the main ship according to the itinerary agreed yesterday, and attend the ceremony as members of the Navy Ceylon.

Walking out of the cabin, I happened to collide with Shikoti and his group when passing through the Dumuzi area. As soon as the two sides met, the eyes of Shikoti, who was originally reserved, changed slightly. He walked away proudly.

Polusalino sneered, but didn't speak, but Sakaski frowned, but was stopped by Polusalino before he could speak.

Standing quietly watching Dumuzi and his party disappear, Polusalino said in a manly voice, "It's just a smart woman, why should you care about Sakalski."

Shikodi's panic and later pretending to be calm are only for the sake of thousands of years old.

Yesterday, Qiansui and Baisui told her that she would not go to the main ship to watch, so she might not have woken up yet.

She didn't see her just now, so Shikodi dared to behave like that. After all, she was the one who mercilessly tore off her mask. No matter how noble Shikodi pretended to be, she still had to be afraid in the face of thousands of years old.

……

After waiting for a while, Polusalino and Sakaski continued to walk after confirming that they would not meet Dumuzi and his party again on their way forward.

Walking side by side on the narrow passage in the living quarters, Polusalino lowered his eyes, silently curling the corners of his mouth, and the strange look in his eyes was fleeting.

Some words, he did not say in front of Sakalski.

About Shikoti's fate.

A little clever woman, Her Majesty the Queen who is about to fulfill her wish, in the future... Heh~ What kind of situation is the Central and Terra Continent? Polusalino is very familiar with the sophisticated politicians at the top of the government and the arrogance and domineering of the world's nobles.

Ascension to the throne by virtue of the flute of the crescent moon may be a thoughtful plan in Shikoti's view, but now her wish has come true and she is satisfied.

It's a pity that Shikoti doesn't know that her behavior is a kind of arrogance and arrogance to the people in the center who desperately need the heart of the Sea Demon King.

How dare you hold back what the descendants of the Creator need in order to achieve your goals?Even as a nobleman, Shikoti committed an unpardonable capital crime.

After the new moon ceremony is over, it is self-evident what the center will do to Shikoti.

Besides, even if the center didn't respond, Polusalino didn't want to let her go, because she touched his people.

As early as the night of the murder, when he learned that Qiantui Baisui was detained as the suspect of the perpetrator, and who did the good thing, Polusalino planned ten thousand ways to make Shikoti die without a place to bury him.

However, Chitose wants the Sea Demon King's heart, and she also hopes that the baby will be born safely.

She is his companion, and in that case, he will be patient for now, and when the wish of a thousand years and a hundred years is fulfilled, before the center takes action, he will first send a 'gift' to Shikoti.

As a belated coronation ceremony.

……

At a quarter past ten in the morning, the coronation ceremony began.

There were no invitations from other kings and princes, no cumbersome and grand ceremonies, no congratulations from the subjects, and even the absence of the media. Some only read the documents issued by the center, granting the title of King Shikoti, and a brief conferment. crown.

The atmosphere on the scene looked solemn and solemn on the surface, but it was loose and casual in private.

Mixed among a large number of naval soldiers, Polusalino lowered his voice and slowly explained to the people around him the meaning of the various ceremonies going on in the middle of the deck.

There is no way, most of the navies are of civilian origin, and it is rare to witness such... lively.

Curiosity is common to everyone. In order to avoid some people becoming angry due to too much whispering in the middle of the ceremony, Polusalino, who has "common sense" and is eager to help others, did his part to shoulder the job of commentator.

Comparing the glorious scene of the original king's coronation with the extremely shabby situation at this moment, he spared no effort to promote to the navy soldiers how the current king of Dumuzi who ascended the throne...is "valued".

This coronation, which in Polusalino's view was more of a farce, ended unexpectedly in one last specific ceremony before 'Her Majesty' was rightly called.

According to the thousands-year-old tradition of Dumuzi, the enthroned king must blow the flute of the crescent moon at the ceremony to show the world the natural rationality of his divine right.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Shikoti put the flute in her hand to her lips. However, the rumored supremely beautiful music did not appear. On the contrary, the flute of the new moon made a fluttering noise.

It was like a balloon that had been punctured by a needle.

……

Ten minutes later, the deck was in a state of minor chaos.

Shikoti in the center of the brocade carpet screamed in panic, and the kneeling Mandumuzi palace slaves on both sides bowed down quietly. She could not get any help, and she was detained on the spot by the entourage of the central officials.

The pearl crown fell due to struggle, just like its owner, falling into hell in one step.

Watching the scene quietly through the gap of the crowd, Polusalino raised the corners of his lips mockingly, without moving or speaking.

For a long time, while the surrounding sailors were unconsciously swarming towards the center, trying to get a closer look at it, when the "king's coronation ceremony failed farce", they turned and left quietly.

……

Returning to the Ceylon from the deck of the main ship, but in the blink of an eye, for Polusalino, the sparkling fruit of nature is especially useful at certain times if it is properly grasped.

However, it took him a long time to find Chitose Baisui.

That person was not in the living quarters, nor in the reading room or training ground where he usually likes to stay. He walked around the route a few times and caught a soldier who stayed behind today. After asking, he found out that she seemed to be on the rear deck.

Thus, Polusalino turned on his toes, directly elementalized and left from the round window opened in the bulkhead, followed the straight line of the light beam, refracted in mid-air, and finally condensed near her position.

[Eight-foot mirror] is the name Polusalino gave to the move he has initially mastered in the process of groping for the ability to use the devil fruit in recent days. He...hasn't used it in front of her yet~ the toe stepped on the sink Fixed the deck and stabilized his figure, Polusalino raised his eyes and looked around.

It was a rare sunny day and it was a holiday due to official duties. On the rear deck of the Ceylon, the vacant seats were tied up with ropes, and countless sheets and sailor uniforms were fluttering in the wind.

After looking back and forth several times, I finally saw a faint corner through the dangling fabric gap. Polusalino raised his hand and brushed his sleeves with his fingertips, and then quietly...touched him.

It was the sunniest corner of the rear deck, and it was covered with almost floor-to-ceiling sheets. Walking among them, the clean smell of detergent was emitted along the wind-blown fabric.

Chitose and Baisui are nestled on the deck between the cloth forest and the ship's side, hugging pillows, curled up more than ten meters away from her, in the corner where the goods are piled up, balls are on the top of the wooden box, one for each person, with exactly the same posture Slept soundly.

This scene fell in the eyes of Polusalino, and his heart suddenly slammed, as if a spell drove away all the chaos, so the peaceful softness spread and grew, entangled from the veins and marrow to the whole body.

After waiting for a while, he approached cautiously, almost holding his breath, and took the smallest steps, lest he would wake her up with a big move.

……

Carefully narrowing the distance between them, they approached and slowly sat down cross-legged. Finally, Polusalino turned his face away and quietly looked at the sleeping face that was just a few feet away.

The person who was bathed in the sun fell asleep unconsciously, hugging the pillow in his arms, curled up like a kitten, his slender eyelashes covered his beautiful eyes, his lips pursed slightly in his sleep, as peaceful as a child.

His eyes swept along the outline of her body inch by inch, and finally Polusalino stopped his eyes on her face.

Maybe it's because she was exposed to the sun for too long, her cheeks turned red, or maybe her thick hair absorbed too much heat, and her forehead was sweating.

He didn't dare to raise his hand to help her wipe it, and after several hesitation, he quietly picked it up and was kicked away by her, maybe it was originally a bed sheet, and used it to shield her from the sunlight falling from the high place.

Not long after, probably because she felt comfortable, she curled up in his direction again, her eyebrows stretched.

With both hands raised in the air, Polusalino didn't move, only feeling that he suddenly understood what kind of wonderful feeling he had read from the book in the past, and he originally sneered at the "time is quiet".

The sky was blue and transparent, the ocean was calm, and the deck was filled with warm sunlight. The light golden glow fell from the sky and fell directly on Polusalino's body. The sea breeze blew by, and the clothes on the rear deck were rustling.

An unbearably comfortable time.

……

Until I don't know how long it took, the leather boots grinding the deck made a muffled sound, which was introduced into the cochlea through the air.

Suddenly regaining his composure, Polusalino turned his face away, and saw Sakalski turning from the bed sheets swaying in the wind, meeting his eyes, Sakalski was startled, and turned his gaze to him for a while. circle, and then showed a half-smile look in his eyes.

Polusalino's hair was all over his body, and he lowered his eyes in embarrassment, but he didn't want Chitose Baisui who was lying beside him to move at the same time.

The slender eyelashes trembled a few times, then slowly opened again, with her head raised a little, she looked at him half asleep and half awake, the pupils of her eyes innocent and confused.

The two looked at each other for a few seconds, and she smiled in a daze.

"You're back..." While murmuring, she buried her face back and rubbed against the pillow again, before she turned over reluctantly, "The coronation is over?"

Taking advantage of her half-headed sleepiness, Polusalino glared at Sakaski who walked to the wooden box, picked up the ball and left, then quickly looked away, "Yeah~ I didn't see the end. "

Pretentiously and unintentionally, she lowered her sore arm, and when she started pulling her hair, reached out, gently held her wrist, and said in a low voice, "Are you planning to rip off your hair and become bald?" ?”

Polusalino almost hated iron for steel. It was okay for this hag, who was a thousand years old, to be rude to others, but she was merciless to herself. Seeing how hard she tied her hair, he was terrified.

That gesture is simply pulled, right? !

……

Stopping her from torturing Manman's hair, let go of her hand, pinched her shoulders and turned her back to him, Polusalino began to comb her hair slowly.

Her long hair fell to the ground, thick and black, and when her fingertips passed through it, it was as light as running water.

The fingers walked comfortably, slowly cruising along the hair to the plain white neck, and the skin touched by the fingertips was soft and moist, as if touching the most exquisite silk, Polusalino was a little hesitant for a while.

It wasn't until she turned her face and stared at him, meeting Shang Shui's bright black and white pupils, that the vague agitation in his blood was shocked.

Gathering his mind, Polusalino said in a hoarse voice, "Where's the scrunchie?"

Turning back again, she handed him the ponytail hairband she used to wear with her backhand, and asked without looking back, "Why did you say that you didn't see the final ending?"

"Yeah, this one—" Polusalino frowned, took her usual rubber band, and was deeply defeated by its cheapness.

Or a bit of obsessive-compulsive disorder. For Polusalino, the thousand-year-old hair feels wonderful to the touch. Whenever he pulls it up, he sees her ponytail with what looks like an rubber picked up on the ground, and he is extremely disgusted.

Of course, he still despises it now.

While spitting at her, he tied her ponytail with a rubber, and Polusalino, who said he had given up treatment, said he had given up treatment.

I had no choice but to slowly narrate the previous coronation ceremony, while carefully taking the hair tie to help her tie the ponytail. After I finished, I felt uncomfortable anyway. After thinking about it, I couldn’t help but take it out of my pocket. Among the luggage sent by the fleet, he secretly prepared a small hair accessory for a little modification.

……

"finished."

Satisfied, Polusalino slapped off her hand that was raised up to confirm, and turned her back.

During this period of time, Qiantui Baisui focused on the coronation ceremony he was talking about, and might not have noticed his small movements, so he didn't care if he slapped his hand away, and turned around.

"The flute of the new moon didn't sound?" She frowned, her expression was already sober, "What about Shikoti?"

"Have you been imprisoned by the central government?" Polusalino shrugged and replied indifferently, "The central officials announced publicly that Shikoti pretended to be a nobleman and tried to steal the throne of Dumuzi. His crime cannot be pardoned."

Hearing this, her eyes widened slightly, her expression a little confused, "Didn't she have a coat of arms and a seal?"

"Yeah~ Baisui, you are such a silly girl." Polusalino laughed immediately, raised his hand to pinch her cheek, and said sarcastically, "Nobles? Even King Dumuzi is nothing to the Central No, what they want is the heart of the Sea Demon King."

"Even if Ata Shata cannot play the flute of the new moon, the king of a country will immediately be a prisoner."

Perhaps it was unexpected, the thousand-year-old and hundred-year-old expression was stunned for a moment, and it took a long time before he came back to confirm with a loud voice, "She is pregnant, how can they..."

"They can." Polusalino looked deeply into the pair of eyes that were close at hand. After a long time, his eyes dropped a little, and finally stopped on her tightly pursed lips.

The light pink cherry lips have lost their original blood color at this moment, showing a kind of paleness.

In an instant, Polusalino raised his eyes without any trace, and then saw the obvious shock and worry in her pupils as expected.

……

Staring at her quietly for a while, Polusalino lowered his voice and said with deep meaning, "That baby is innocent, maybe there are people with compassion who can help, but—"

The pupils constricted slightly, and after a while, the confusion in Qiantose Baisui's eyes was replaced by enlightenment, "Exchange terms?"

With one hand propped on the deck beside her, in a confinement-like posture, he enclosed her in a small space, and leaned over to get closer to her little by little.

Almost touched the light pink cherry lips that had fantasized about the taste many times before Polusalino staggered a little bit, lowered his head, and put his lips close to her small earlobe, and said with a smile, "Sure enough, Shikoti's stomach is not from Atashata. Bloodline, how much have you concealed?"

"Know everything but keep silent, in order to protect the unborn baby."

"You broke my heart, Bai Sui, how should I ask you for compensation?"