MTL - One Piece: The Long Road-v7 Chapter 30 The inheritance of the times

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The sky is getting gloomier, the surrounding clouds carry bursts of muffled thunder, and a scene of a storm is coming, but it seems so gentle, if it was before, the storm in the new world will be too fast to strike, but now it is. Hesitating, even more terrifying.

The sound of thunder gradually became deafening, and the thunder snake across the sky lit up the whole world in an instant. The waves began to be restless, and after the thunder, the turbulent waves rose.

The red-haired pirates have never been afraid of any storms, but at this moment, they are beginning to be afraid, because their captain is injured, and they are afraid that the storm will hinder the treatment of the ship doctor.

Why was there such a deep wound on the captain's chest inexplicably, like a gloomy and heavy cloud above their heads, and their mood was so gloomy that they couldn't understand.

In the Captain's living room, Beckman stared at Shanks, who was being treated by the ship's doctor, with a calm expression. The shaking of the ship became more and more intense, but the movements of the ship's doctor's hands did not make a single mistake because of this. It was like that. The stability of people can not help but give birth to a feeling of peace of mind.

"How?" Beckman asked slowly, looking at Shanks, who was pale due to excessive blood loss.

Shanks, who was lying in a coma on the boat, had been breathing evenly and was obviously out of a dangerous situation.

The ship doctor, who had sutured the wound in such a harsh environment, was sweating profusely and was exhausted. After hearing Beckman's question, he returned weakly: "There is no life-threatening danger at the moment, but it is hard for me to imagine that with the physical strength of the boss, It will be cut so deep that it almost hurts the heart."

"Is it unimaginable..." Beckman frowned slightly and slowly tightened, "It's even more unimaginable that we, watching the battle, didn't even see how Shanks was injured."

The ship doctor was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head to clean up the medical equipment, and said repeatedly: "Anyway, the boss is fine, and besides, the red eye is a devil fruit person, and if you fall into the sea, you will die."

Beckman nodded, and his tone that had been tense since Shanks was injured and fell into a coma was in vain.

The ship doctor wiped the sweat from his forehead, nodded his head, picked up the medical equipment he had packed, and walked towards the door. As soon as he walked out of the captain's room, the cadres who were waiting anxiously outside embraced the ship doctor in the middle, Qizui. Eight tongues asked about the result.

"Boss, are you alright!"

Although it is an urgent question, it is a certain tone.

Surrounded by a group of men with muscles in their heads, the ship doctor's face darkened immediately, and he shouted, "The boss is fine, but if you don't deal with this storm, I think it will be okay!"

After receiving the answer from the ship doctor, the cadres, including the members of the pirate group who were waiting for the news, cheered happily, and started to take their places, waiting for the storm to strike.

However, even if he is excited and happy for the captain's safety, it is difficult to dispel the haze in his heart, even if the person who caused the haze has fallen into the sea and will surely die.

In the captain's room, listening to the noise outside, Beckman patted his head and looked helpless. He subconsciously touched a cigarette and lit it.

After a while, smoke spread into the small space, covering Beckman's pensive face.

"There are injuries here." Just as the cigarette on Beckman's mouth burned to the end, a tired voice sounded.

Immediately, Beckman woke up from his contemplation, put out the cigarette, and looked at Shanks lying on the bed in surprise, seeing the depressed look on Shanks' face, and immediately, he laughed and explained. Said: "For some reason, when I came back to my senses, there was a cigarette that was about to burn out in my hand."

Shanks glanced at the numerous cigarette butts at Beckman's feet, and said solemnly, "I've made you worry. The cravings that you managed to restrain, you've committed again."

Beckman hooked a chair with his feet in the bumpy room, sat firmly on it, shook his head and said, "With the current situation, these are secondary."

"So now that I have suffered such a serious injury, do I have to overturn all the previous assumptions?" Shanks frowned slightly, with a little apology in his tone.

Beckman said lightly: "Hide the news of your injury first, I was worried about how to stop you before, but fortunately you are injured this time, at least, in this battle, the Red Hair Pirates will not face I don't want to see that."

Shanks smiled bitterly, "Sorry, but I still have that idea."

"I understand." Beckman said indifferently: "I won't stop you, but maybe this is fate. Even if I don't stop you, fate will guide you another way."

The bitter smile on the corner of Shanks' mouth became more and more bitter, and he sighed tiredly: "Is the navy sure to lose? I always have a bad premonition."

"Who can say for sure, no one will know the result until a war is over, let alone a battle that affects the whole new world." Beckman rubbed his temples.

"Let's not talk about this, Red Eye, is he dead?" Suddenly, Shanks asked with a condensed expression.

Beckman rubbed his temple's hand for a while, and replied in an uncertain tone: "Red-Eye's ability is recovery. Although he was slashed by you, it would not be fatal, but he fell into the sea at the same time he was injured, maybe dead."

"Really?" Hearing Beckman's uncertain tone, Shanks couldn't deny it and frowned slightly.

"I have already ordered the good men in the regiment to go to the sea to search for red eyes~www.novelbuddy.com~ But the current in this sea area is too strong, they only descended to 100 meters, and they were forced to retreat. I think the red eyes were at this time. It's not surprising that the corpse was swept thousands of miles away." Beckman's uncertain tone suddenly affirmed, as if he wanted Anshanks' heart.

"I hope he will die like this." Shanks stared at the ceiling and said solemnly: "After this battle starts, I will feel extremely disturbed when I see him."

Beckman got up from the chair, looked at Shanks seriously, and said with a smile: "There are very few things that can make you uneasy."

"I'm human too..." Shanks showed a smile on the corner of his mouth, but when he heard what Beckman said next, he couldn't help but freeze.

"Shanks, when Roger the Pirate King turned himself in, he should have left some messages for you, right?"

Shanks restrained the frozen smile at the corner of his mouth, glanced at Beckman who looked calm, and nodded in response, not wanting to hide anything from his partner.

In the past, it was Beckman who didn't ask. Now that he asked, there was no reason to hide it.

In vain, Beckman laughed softly, very hearty, he turned around and opened the door, and then smiled heartily at Shanks lying on the bed: "I thought that man only left you with a piece of inheritance. The straw hat of the logo, the last island, I really want to see what was left by the man on it, but it is definitely not treasure, but those are not important, the sea can really change a person's original intention, you said Is that right? Shanks…”

Then, the man walked out, and the door closed gently.

On the bed, Shanks also showed a hearty smile and said to himself in the air: "I knew I couldn't hide it from you, Beckman... When I first met you, I should have known, you **** will always be better than me. Much smarter!"