Voyage: Why Did I Get The Protagonist Script By Mistake?

Avandra followed.

Stoby hesitated for a moment, took one last look deep into the woods, and followed with a struggling look on his face.

Only the green snake that Margaret had tamed since childhood did not leave and was still circling around. Even though night falls, it instinctively senses danger.

On the radar network, the three people from Platycodon did indeed leave by boat, and it was not a roundabout strategy.

Dylan took a long breath: "Nima, I'm finally gone, my waist will be broken if I don't go!"

He quickly dragged Margaret out of the tree trunk and rubbed her sore waist with a bitter look on her face!

"His!"

A green shadow shot over quickly.

Of course Dylan knew what it was: "Hmph, you still want to bite Laozi?"

Whirring whirring……

The blazing flames burned, and the pitiful green snake couldn't dodge and crashed into it. It was about to... the snake died.

"don't want!"

Naturally, it’s hard to refuse a beauty’s request.

Dylan turned slightly to one side, and the green snake burned, and he fell to the ground.

"Hiss!"

Snakes are afraid of fire. This seems to have not changed whether on earth or in the OP world. The burning green snake kept rolling, but unfortunately it could not extinguish the flames of the gangrene attached to its bones.

"No... please save it."

It has been ten years since I raised the green snake since childhood, and I have already developed a deep affection for him. Seeing her little friend wailing and rolling around, Margaret's heart was so painful that it almost broke.

"Promise me to listen to what I say and never attack me again!"

"I promise, I promise you!"

Margaret nodded quickly and almost knelt down, if she could.

"Okay, remember what you said!"

Dylan snapped his fingers and the flames went out instantly.

"Hiss...hiss..."

The green snake was in such a miserable state that its original green color was no longer visible. He was charred, curled up on the ground and shivering.

This burn was very painful.

Although it won't die, it will at least last for a few months.

"Don't let me catch you, or I will kill you!"

"Oh, can you kill me like you are now?" Pointing to Margaret's legs, Dylan grinned.

"How can this be?"

Margaret was dumbfounded. Although her upper body had left the tree trunk, her legs were still inside.

As if he had been hit by Luo's big move, he placed his upper body directly on the tree trunk.

However, only she knew that she could feel the existence of her legs, but she could not move even half an inch.

"you!"

Dylan stretched out his hand and pulled Margaret out, but her feet were still in the trunk.

The snake is disabled and the bow and arrow cannot be used, but Dylan still has to be careful not to be beaten into a pig's head.

"Don't worry, I'm just worried that you can't control yourself."

"Then, you want to take me hostage?"

There was no anger, only determination in Margaret's eyes.

Seeing this made Dylan tremble in his heart. He was just caught. There is no need to have death intentions, right? Suddenly, he thought of something.

Daughters Island is very strange, completely different from the outside world. Here, only the powerful are the most beautiful and useful. Outside, a top-notch beauty can sell for tens of millions of berries, but here, no matter how beautiful she is, she has no strength.

I still remember that in the ring competition at the beginning of Daughters Island, the big fat man strangled a long-legged beauty and was cheered enthusiastically. In this country, only the strong symbolize beauty.

Hmm, a weird aesthetic.

And now she is caught by the enemy, that is, the most useless person. Hinajima does not like weak people.

No wonder she has death intentions.

"Beautiful lady, I think you misunderstand."

Dylan made a gentle bow, which, although not nearly as standard as Sanji's, still stunned Margaret for a moment.

"Beautiful? No, no, I am a weak person, I do not deserve the title of 'beautiful'." Margaret lowered her head sadly, and two lines of tears slowly flowed down.

Even if she goes back, she probably won't be able to stay in the ranks of the soldiers protecting the country. A person who is expelled from the team will definitely end up not much better.

Sure enough, this is a country with a weird aesthetic.

The strong are beautiful, the weak do not deserve this title.

That's weird.

If they are defeated, they will immediately change from beautiful to ugly? This is so weird. She turns into a beautiful girl one moment, and then an ugly girl the next.

They don't change their faces so quickly.

But Dylan didn't have time to discuss popular aesthetics with her.

"Beautiful lady, you don't need to belittle yourself. Even compared to the beauty of the empress, you are not inferior in the slightest."

"ah?"

Little by little, Margaret blushed, holding her warm cheeks in her hands and shaking them.

"No...how can I, I, I, compete with His Majesty? No, no, no, I'm not even qualified to compare."

Sure enough, a common problem among women is that they like to hear others praise them.

Gu...a discordant sound floated out.

Margaret's face turned redder, and she was probably bleeding.

"Haha, you're hungry. There's nothing to be embarrassed about. I'm going hunting. By the way, what do you like to eat?" Dylan stood up.

"No...no need."

"Then I'll just hunt some wild game." Dylan smiled, turned around and walked deeper into the jungle.

"etc!"

"What, are you worried about being attacked by wild beasts? Don't worry, I will fight around you and won't go far."