I, Sakazuki, Will Not Take a Dog Easily

The scene suddenly fell into a strange silence, and in this house, time seemed to stop flowing.

Until Zhan Guo slowly stood up straight.

"By the way, you ate a devil fruit before, right?" Warring States explorer moved his wrist, and could hit an unrivaled shock wave at any time.

The Marshal suddenly raised his right hand, and pointed his finger like a knife towards the door: "Remember to come down and find Sakaski for special training, well, you can go back to the dormitory, we have to continue the meeting."

"Wait, won't you arrest me? My heart is bleeding with the blood of sinners!"

"??"

Ace looked at a group of generals with [what are you talking about] written all over their faces in surprise, and fell into a brain short circuit.

401. President Sa of the Burning Legion Bullies Ai-chan Again (Part 2)

Staring at the cub who was obviously in confusion, Zhan Guo didn't give this guy a clue about life and philosophy, he just raised two fingers: "The old man only asks you two questions,

Ace, have you ever done anything to harm the people?

Have you ever betrayed your comrades-in-arms? "

Seriously thinking about Sengoku's question, Ace-chan, who has done a lot of things other than bullying his younger brother since childhood, shook his head like a rattle.

Hurting civilians is such a bad thing, but any big pirate with a little style will not do it. What's more, he is still the navy directly under the headquarters?

As for abandoning his comrades-in-arms, it is even more nonsense. He has dug holes with each other and been a sand sculpture comrade-in-arms. But every time there is a war, why isn't he always on the front line of the charge?

Uncle Zhan Guo spread his hands helplessly, and looked at Ace with an expression of [What are you going to do?]: "Then it's over, and you haven't committed a crime."

The behavior of the few powerful figures present really made him confused and grateful.

The young man stammered and organized his words, but the mixed emotions and joys caused a lot of thoughts. He opened his mouth several times, but he couldn't sort out the words. He could only apologize to whom in vain: "I'm sorry, but... my life experience ,sorry!!"

"Ace, you don't need to apologize to anyone. No one can control their origin, but people always want to graft the resentment of the previous generation onto this generation." Warring States shook his head, feeling a little distressed.

He could imagine the panic and collapse in the child's heart when he learned of his life experience.

However, under the emotional outburst enough to make people lose their minds, from the beginning to the end, the child did not yell loudly, did not question sharply, and did not say a single foul word.

During the entire Warring States Period, the only thing I heard the most was [sorry].

Even in the pain and confusion, the young man who was afraid of causing trouble to everyone, choked up and buried his head lower and lower: "I'm sorry for causing trouble to everyone."

This child who is called the devil is as warm as an angel.

There was a warm smile on the corner of Marshal's mouth. Since he took over Brother Kong's class and took over the position of Marshal commanding the entire army, he was constrained by his post responsibilities, and he hadn't shown this in front of others for a long time. Such a tolerant smile.

But today, the old man who is over seventy years old is determined to make an exception for this pitiful young man in front of him.

"Fool, no one will care about these boring trifles, let alone your comrades-in-arms who have a lifelong friendship." The leader of the Navy Headquarters who currently has the absolute right to speak walked towards the boy from behind the desk, and he looked around. The generals who stood around him looked calm.

Sengoku raised his arms violently towards Akainu to make a tactical gesture. He raises his arms above his head, twisting his elbows so that his palms face his head—this is the standard gesture for the signal: [cover me].

"Sakaski, is this child a reserve member of your Burning Legion? I'll leave it to you." The marshal strode past Ace, and made a fist with his palm, then bent his elbow and lifted The forearm and the big arm are at a distance of 90°, moving up and down—an order of [follow quickly] was issued to several other generals.

After so many years of dealing with the Warring States Lord, how could Sakaski fail to guess the Buddha's next plan?

I hope that old Kapu can be under the attack of the "Wrath of the Ming King" and the shameless generals in the Warring States Period, and he can last him to appease Ace's little brother-in this way, Mr. Sa said that he can rush over to make up a few knives !

Watching Zhan Guo and others go away directly, he turned his head and stared at Ace who was still a little at a loss: "What did you think would happen after standing in front of us today to declare your identity?"

Growing up in the headquarters, Ace has a clear grasp of military orders and regulations. Perhaps his past mischief has also helped him strengthen his impression of the navy's punitive measures from the side.

Although he was mentally prepared for this, the boy was still a little dull and lowered his voice when he said this: "The navy will treat traitors, and most of them will first strip me of my military status and remove me, maybe I will be thrown into prison, maybe I will... He was executed on the spot."

"Since you know that there may be such a heavy consequence, why did you say it?" Sakaski stared at Ace with his dark eyes, as if he wanted to imprint him in the depths of his mind:

"If you don't tell this matter in front of the marshal and generals, I believe your grandfather will keep it a secret, and you can still live as if nothing happened...Why did you say it? Ace. "

The young man's lips opened and closed, as if he didn't know how to answer. Finally, he smiled knowingly: "I asked my grandpa before I came here, should I really live, but my grandpa told me: 'If you live like this, you will know. '

But I came here, but I was not driven by impulse, because even if I die, my moral bottom line does not allow me to make choices that deceive my heart. "

"That's right... so you think so." Sakaski nodded, and Ace's impulsive act of self-destructing his identity was not beyond his expectations. After all, this kid has always been so frizzy I can't bear to be excited.

But the answer that Ace blurted out made Sakaski finally feel a little unexpected surprise.

Apart from emotion, he was also a little annoyed: "Have you discussed this matter with Karp?"

When asked about this, Ace was silent for a moment, then shook his head under Sakasky's gaze: "No, I didn't tell Grandpa about coming here."

A heavy slap fell on Ace's cheek, although the person who waved his hand deliberately suppressed the force, but even so, Ace still staggered and fell backwards.

The abundant power from the palm imprinted on the young man's skin, compressing the skin and muscles of the contacted parts to deform instantly.

"Snapped"

With a crisp slap, Ace's ears buzzed, and his cheeks gradually became red and swollen.

"Do you know why I hit you, Ace"

Sakalski's soft inquiry seemed to be whispering. Before Ace could answer, he asked himself and answered:

"This slap is for the one who loves you."

He slowly squatted down in a military posture, lightly pressed one hand on his knee, and stared at the bewildered young man: "The gift of life is too precious, so precious that you can't refuse it, and don't give it up lightly."

Perhaps as a professional butcher who took other people's lives without authorization, Sakarsky is not qualified to preach all this to the teenager.

But as a parent, he hopes to understand on the way Ace grows up - there are still many things worth cherishing and loving in this world, and there are people who silently watch and cherish you behind you.

"Your mother sacrificed her life to protect you alive," Mr. Sa pointed to the direction where Zhan Guo and others left: "And Garp, Robin, and the big guys in the military also regard you as their relatives. Do not make such a self-righteous move again! At least listen to their opinions and ideas before acting."

"Yeah." With a strong nasal voice, Ace sat cross-legged on the floor, curling his figure back to the corner. He hugged his knees with his hands and lowered his head on his thighs.

"You look like a big kid." The middle-aged man, who had always been taciturn, sat on the floor side by side with the boy.

A high-collared white robe that represented his identity was casually dragged on the ground, and was immediately crumpled under the weight of his figure, but the man who was already in his prime didn't care about this, and continued to lean against the wall casually like this.

He rubbed the boy's smooth black hair, and then took out a military metal kettle that is common in the army from his coat pocket. As soon as he unscrewed the bottle cap, the pungent smell of alcohol came out.

The rough old man picked up the kettle and gulped three gulps, then comfortably raised his hand to wipe the remaining wine stains from the corners of his mouth: "Nine out of ten unsatisfactory things in life. But there is always some left for us. It is worth remembering and reminiscing about.”

In Sakalski's opinion, it's good that Ace can cry freely.

Even, in a sense, he was inexplicably envious.

The battle with the Black Sail Alliance formed by the Four Emperors has just come to an end, and how to calculate and control the world government has also made him exhausted. The huge pressure accumulated from all parties during the war to the present, and perhaps will continue to accumulate, can sometimes make you breathless.