newbobooks Chapter 304: The Shadow of the Holy Land and the Four Emperors Peeling Oranges!
Chapter 304: The Shadow of the Holy Land and the Four Emperors Peeling Oranges!
The CPO agents have left.
The room fell silent once more.
Garin looked out the window again.
His gaze pierced through the red earth continent.
Ultimately, it was nailed down to a certain direction in the new world.
He clenched his fist in frustration.
He wanted to kill someone.
……
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The screen switches.
The New World, the base of the Red-Haired Pirates.
This place is a completely different world from Mary Geoise.
There was no suffocating chill or coldness.
There was only warmth, noise, and cheerful air.
Late at night.
The island, however, was as bright as day.
A huge campfire was burning brightly.
This is the taste of One Piece.
Free, rough, yet passionate.
"Hahaha! Drink! Anyone who doesn't drink is a coward!"
"Hey! Which piece of meat is mine?! Don't try to steal it!"
"Hey you! Play another song! Something really energetic!"
The crew members of the two pirate crews had long since become one.
With arms around each other's shoulders.
Playing drinking games.
It didn't look like a meeting of any Emperor-level pirate crews at all.
It's a joint celebration between two villages.
In the very center of the crowd.
The captain sat in front of that imposing, soft chair.
Red-haired Shanks.
The Four Emperors, feared by the World Government.
The man who gave the admiral a headache.
The possessor of the strongest Conqueror's Haki.
At this moment, he was squatting on the ground, completely disregarding his image.
His signature black cloak was draped over his mother.
He himself was only wearing an open white shirt.
The sleeves were rolled up to the elbows.
His muscular forearms were on full display.
In front of him was a basket of fresh oranges.
It is a specialty product brought from the East China Sea.
It's not very big.
Thin-skinned and sweet.
"Mom, try this, it's sure to be sweet."
Shanks was holding an orange in his hand.
He had a silly grin on his face.
A silly smile that only appears in front of family members.
He lost his left arm.
You can only peel oranges with your right hand.
This is even more difficult than him cutting a mountain in half with his sword.
He used his thumb to peel the orange.
The force was not controlled well.
puff!
A soft sound.
The orange peel is broken.
Juice spurted out.
It sprayed him all over the face.
The sour orange juice splashed into my eyes.
The emperor was so provoked that he grimaced.
Close one eye.
It looked quite comical.
"Oh dear, this orange can fight back."
Shanks wiped his face with the back of his hand.
Continue to struggle with the stubborn oranges.
He squeezed a perfectly good orange until it was full of dents and bumps.
Juice was flowing freely.
Shanks' mother sat in a soft chair.
Just watch.
The firelight reflected on her pale face.
They gilded her silhouette.
She looked at her son.
Over forty years old.
His face was covered in stubble.
One of his hands was broken.
Yet he still tries his best to please her.
Watching his clumsy movements.
Look at his face covered in orange juice.
Shanks' mother felt both bitter and swollen.
It's incredibly soft.
Distressed.
It's funny.
"You."
Shanks' mother sighed softly.
She held up her finger.
He took the crushed orange from Shanks' hand.
"You're such a big person, how come you can't even peel an orange properly?"
Shanks' mother lowered her head.
Skillfully peeling the orange.
Remove the white pith from the orange.
Break off a segment of orange flesh.
She didn't eat it; she just put it to Shanks's lips.
"ah."
Shanks paused for a moment.
He immediately opened his mouth wide.
Take a bite.
"Hmm!"
Shanks chewed indistinctly.
He gave a thumbs up.
Her eyes were bright and sparkling.
"Sweet! So sweet!"
"Mom, this is the sweetest orange in the world! You should have some too!"
Looking at her son's exaggerated expression.
The mother chuckled.
When she smiled, the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes smoothed out.
They were all smiling.
"Silly child."
She smiled and peeled another petal, stuffing it into Shanks' mouth.
Not far away.
Yasopp is holding a roasted chicken leg.
Holding a wine bowl.
He's having a drinking contest with "Diamond" Joz.
Upon seeing this, Yasopp almost spat out the wine in his mouth.
He pointed to Shanks, who was squatting on the ground begging to be fed.
They laughed so hard they were doubled over.
Tears welled up in my eyes.
"Hey! Joz! Look over there!"
"Is that our domineering leader, the one who could split the sky with a single draw of his sword?"
"Hahaha! He's just a little kid who hasn't grown up yet."
"If Kaido or Big Mom saw this, their jaws would probably drop to the floor!"
Joz's diamond-like muscles also relaxed.
He took a swig of wine.
A deep, muffled laugh.
"What's wrong with this? I find it quite pleasing to the eye."
"Having spent my whole life adrift at sea, who wouldn't want a mother who dotes on me like this?"
next to.
Raki Lou hugged a piece of meat, thicker than his thigh, and began to devour it.
I heard the mockery of Yasopp.
Raki Lu's vague rebuttal.
"Don't say that, Yasopp."
"Boss... this is the first time I've seen Mom."
Raki Lu swallowed the meat.
His gaze was unusually serious.
"He grew up on Captain Roger's ship. Although everyone treated him very well, it was a different feeling."
"Let him be a child for one night."
"He deserves it."
These words were spoken.
The laughter of the surrounding pirates subsided.
Yes.
Even the strongest man is still a child in front of his mother.
Further away.
On a huge rock.
The "world's strongest man," a white-bearded man, sat cross-legged.
He was holding a huge wine bowl.
The "Murakumo-giri" (a type of sword) behind him was stuck in the sand.
It gleamed coldly in the moonlight.
Whitebeard didn't join in the fun.
But his golden eyes remained fixed on the mother and child.
He looked at Shanks's silly expression.
Looking at Shanks' mother's gentle smile.
The white-bearded man's mouth smirked.
"Gulala lala".
His deep laughter echoed in his chest.
"That Roger guy."
The white-bearded man looked up at the sky.
A sky full of stars.
In the starry sky, that smiling face with a straw hat appeared again.
"If that bastard could see this, he'd probably crawl out of hell from envy."
"When he picked up this red-haired kid back then, he certainly didn't expect that the kid would one day find his biological mother."
"Gurarara... Is this fate?"
The white-bearded man raised his wine bowl.
Respectfully facing the night sky.
He drank it all in one gulp.
High up.
Nobody noticed.
On the horizontal trunk of a coconut tree.
Chen Ye sat alone.
One of his legs dangled down and swayed.
The other leg is bent.
Elbows resting on knees.
The sea breeze ruffled his tousled hair.
He revealed a pair of unfathomable eyes.
He was fiddling with a gold coin in his hand.
Gold coins flip and bounce at your fingertips.
Chen Ye's gaze darted back and forth.
On one side is a heartwarming scene of a mother and child.
On one side lies the pitch-black sea, where a colossal beast lurks.
He was calculating.
"The Holy Land should have already reacted by now."
He knows Garin Saint very well.
A monster with a morbid obsession with bloodlines and an extremely cold-blooded nature.
They have the keenest sense of "out of control".
The demons of God Valley are about to begin their quest for lives.
"Saint Garin, one of the Five Elders, Im."
Chen Ye sneered.
"Are you feeling like you have thorns in your back right now?"
Are you afraid?
"The fear of a history that has been erased has resurfaced."
Clang!
Chenye flicked his fingers.
The gold coins flew into the sky.
It drew a golden parabola.
It spun around, making a whooshing sound.
The gold coin flips.
The firelight reflected off the campfire.
The light flickered.
The same applies to the situation at sea.
Light and darkness alternate rapidly.
Chen Ye didn't answer.
Let the gold coins fall.
It fell into the sand.
Half of it was buried by fine sand.
"Enjoy this final moment of peace, Shanks."
Chen Ye watched the red-haired man eating an orange.
His eyes were complicated.
"Because next."
"The calm before the storm is always the most expensive."
"The World Government will be sending over this bill soon."
Chen Ye took out his yellowed notebook.
By the moonlight.
A horizontal line was drawn on it.
Which line reads: "Step One: Awaken the sleeping lion and mend its broken soul."
completed.
Next.
Chen Ye closed his notebook.
Looking towards the distant East.
The direction of the Giant Kingdom.
"It's time to go see another 'old friend'."
"Since this sea is already in chaos, let's make it even more chaotic."
The sea breeze howled.
The campfire crackled and popped.
Beneath the surface of laughter and cheerful conversation.
The gears of time are humming.
Accelerate rotation.