I, the intern, was being listened to by Whitebeard

Time passed slowly again, and Marco was outside again, waiting for a full half hour.

He was completely dumbfounded.

Why is Roy so grinding?

It wasn't until Roy walked out with his luggage on his back that Marco was still a little confused.

He looked suspiciously at the huge backpack Roy was carrying.

I was a little curious...

What's in there?

Marco found that the Roy he saw now was not the same as the Roy he had remembered two days ago.

His impression of Roy was physically flawed, but he had a rare and precious golden spirit.

Roy, who has this spirit, is very charismatic.

That kind of non-inferiority and non-arrogance to fate...

The courage to dare to incense fate and swing the sword....

Let Marco admire it very much!

But the current Roy is very different from what he remembers.

Lazy!

Lazy!

Grind!

Decadent!

Almost all the words that could come to Marco's mind could lie on Roy's body.

made him doubt his life for a while.

My impression of Roy in the past two days...

Could it be that this fake can't be done?

"Roy..." Marco's face was very complicated, his mood was also very complicated, he pointed to the luggage that Roy was carrying, and said helplessly: "We're just going for a while, and we'll be back in half a month at most, don't you know so many things, right?"

As a professional fisherman, if you don't have more things in your luggage, is that still a professional fisherman?].

[As for what's inside?, it's probably mostly for entertainment.] 】

[Even if I go out on a mission, I have to lie flat!].

[Fishing in troubled waters during the mission!].

[Look up to the yellow ape!].

[Perfect!].

Some thoughts flashed through Roy's heart, he yawned, with a little sleepiness, and said lazily: "When you go out, don't take more things out, what if you're bored?"

Where he put his luggage, the weight was heavy, and even made a thud.

Roy opened his luggage.

Reveal the contents inside.

Marco looked curiously, and suddenly, there were several black lines hanging on his head.

What the hell is this?

Except for the necessary clothing.

Half of it is snacks!

And drinks!

Novel!

Comic strips!

He even found some publications that were inappropriate for children.

That kind of very large-scale picture....

Makes Marco's scalp tingle!

"Roy, you're only 17 years old this year, right?" Marco was tired, helplessly holding his forehead, and complained, "Are you sure you want to bring these things?

"It's no different from the reason, I don't do anything anyway," Roy muttered quietly.

"What?" Marco didn't hear clearly: "What's the difference between doing things?".

Roy snorted, "Nothing, nothing!".

"Ugh," Marco sighed.

He's seen Roy's true face!

It's a drag bottle!

He finally understood why Daddy asked Roy to go on a mission with him.

I'm afraid Daddy knows Roy is lazy, right?

Headache!

"Let's go!".

"Okay!".

On the Moby Dick of the Whitebeard Pirates, there are many small boats that are specially provided for a few people to sail, and Marco just got a small boat to go to sea, and the two jumped on the boat together.

The boat wasn't particularly large, probably able to accommodate about ten people.

There is only one sheltered cabin.

Two people sailed in such a boat....

It should be enough!

But don't take it lightly, after all, this is not the East China Sea, nor the West Sea, nor the South China Sea, nor the North Sea.

This is the most dangerous sea area - the New World!

This is the second half of the Great Route!

With endless dangers!

Among them, the climate of the New World is the most bizarre.

One second it may be a sunny day, and the next second it may be the arrival of a storm.

After Roy tossed his luggage into the cabin.

I took out a comic book.

Comfortable and half-reclined.

This scene made Marco, who was arranging the sails, his brows jump, and he said in a stiff tone: "... Roy, can you go check the cabin and see if there's any risk of water leaking?".

"Ah, are you sure I'm going?" Roy said with an ignorant expression, as if he didn't know anything about the ship.

It's as if Marco asked him to inspect the cabin, and that's for nothing.

The corners of Marko's mouth twitched wildly.

“...... I'll do it!".

Just half a day....

I'm so tired!

"Oh!" Roy nodded, and continued to half-lie down, looking at the comic strip comfortably.

I even yawned pleasantly and enjoyed the feeling of the sea breeze blowing on my face.

"Comfortable~~".

Marko: "?????".

I TM!

Bear with it!

Roy is his own cousin... Roy is his own cousin... Don't get excited... Don't get excited... He's still a teenager, don't be like a teenager.

Marco muttered a few words inwardly.

Finally calmed down.

He feels like a babysitter now, and also a free babysitter.

This made Marco want to cry without tears.

He kind of got it...

People can't look good!

[Good guys!Are the Marco people so good?, love, love, worthy of being the big brother of the Whitebeard Pirates!

[It's good that it's Marco, if it's a grumpy one, you can't fight with me?].

[You just can't beat me, hey, hey!].

[Just touch the fish for one more day today~].

[This month's lying flat reward...].

[It's going to be distributed, right?].

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