One Piece: Heart of the Sea

The moon is like a tide, and although it is not yet the height of summer, you can occasionally hear the cicadas chirping in the treetops.

Haven and Rayson sat at a stone table under the tree.

Haven was lying on the stone table, a pen in his hand quickly drawing something on the paper, and Rayson was next to him quietly looking at the boy in front of him, who was many years younger than himself.

Suddenly, Haven, who was still struggling to write, said, "If I didn't guess wrong, you should like music very much."

Rayson was silent, but the silence at this point had already answered Haven's question.

"I just wrote a tune, you can try to play it. "

That's right, Haven was writing music scores on the stone table just now, in his previous life, Haven didn't understand anything about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and his family had also found a etiquette instrument teacher for the juniors, but Haven didn't know anything about musical instruments, and he tortured Haven so much that time.

Later, it was the old lady who spoke and canceled Haiwen's vocal lessons, but although Haiwen did not learn the instrument, he has the ability to never forget, although he doesn't know anything about musical instruments, but he actually memorizes a lot of musical instrument scores, which also makes the musical instrument etiquette teacher beat his chest and shout "tyrannical things, not the son of man" and other words.

Haven just wrote a violin song according to his memory, although some of the middle is not clear and slightly flawed, but it is certainly harmless.

Rayson took the score, scanning the notes through the moonlight.

For a long time, he stared at Haven in front of him with wide eyes and surprise, "I've never seen this song before!" Haven smiled, "It's

right that I haven't seen it."

"This is the score you made?"

"Of course not, this is a piece made by a musician, how can I have such a great ability."

"So, you're going to play a musical instrument too?" Rayson's eyes showed a hint of anticipation, as if he had seen a confidant.

"Don't look at me like that, I don't, I've just watched a lot of famous songs, and I can't forget them. Immediately

, the anticipation in Rayson's eyes swept away, full of disappointment, but his eyes lit up again.

"Never forget?!Can you write any other score?"

"Of course you can." Haven didn't take it seriously, but Rayson's performance confirmed his suspicions.

"Quick, hurry up and keep writing!" Rayson's attitude at this time has changed 180 degrees from before, without a little bit of the arrogance and coldness before, and now it is completely a child's expression of looking forward to a new toy.

"Who do you think you are, let me write and I'll write, you wanted to beat me up before. Haven pouted.

"Uh," Rayson thought about it, and was not obligated to compose music for himself, "I don't have anything to trade with you, but I'll find a way to satisfy your unwarranted request."

"It's okay, but not now, I can't think about what it is for the time being. Haven looked at Rayson with an intrigued chin.

"If you don't play, if you don't, I'll go back. With that, he grabbed the score in Rayson's hand.

How could this Rayson agree, with a dodge, he picked up the violin in the box and put the score on the table in front of him.

Rayson, who had been a little funny a moment ago, seemed to be quiet when the bow was on the strings.

The next moment, the melodious sound of the piano filled the entire courtyard, and it seemed that the cicada song had disappeared, and the cicada was also listening to the song quietly.

The piece begins with a bold and agitated loose tone, free-spirited, and decorated with a variety of technical techniques that make it full of passion and romance, and the middle of the piece turns to the adagio, and the melody is lingering, sad, and melancholy.

At the end of the song, Rayson was stunned in place, as if he was in a fugue, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time, this was a feeling he had never felt, like an out-of-body soul.

The splendor of the melancholy of the piece and the harsh violin technique of the song

are thrilled by both Haven and RaysonEspecially Rayson, the vicious inaction of the kingdom, and his daily companionship with the poor, the depressed mood seems to be released at this time.

"What's this piece called?" Rayson looked at Haven leisurely.

Haven muttered a little, this is the "Gypsy Song" by the famous Spanish violinist Sarasati in the previous life, Haven has never thought of these as his own, so he does not want to change the name.

"The Wanderer's Song.

"What a wanderer! Born in troubled times, among people, each of us is a wanderer, isn't it?

"Look away. "This song depicts a people, a wandering people who have never settled, who have lived a life of hardship and discrimination for generations, but this people is lively, optimistic, can sing and dance, and never complains about life." "

Why?" "What why

?" "Why

give it to me?" "

There are so many whys, I'm just testing a conjecture. Haven got up and continued, "In my distant homeland, there is a mysterious creature called a dragon.

Hearing this, Rayson couldn't help but interrupt, "I know that there are people in the new world of the Great Voyage who have eaten the fruits of this species.

Haven's face was black, but he didn't expect that the mysterious species of dragons would actually appear in this world, but since the dragon fruit is available, then the fruit in front of him will not seem to be too abrupt.

"The dragon is the 'totem' of my hometown, in the legend of a long time ago, the dragon had nine sons, and the nine sons did not become dragons, each with its own good. Siblings have different qualities and hobbies. "

Prisoner Ox, is the eldest of the nine sons of the dragon, is the dragon born of the dragon and the ox, although this son is covered with dragon scales, the head of the dragon horns, but but the face and limbs of the ox, and another point is that he loves music in his life, and loves music like his life.

"If I'm not mistaken, you must have eaten the Devil Fruit of the Prison Cow's ability.

Rayson stood under the tree, this was the first time he had heard someone tell him about his fruit ability in such detail, and he couldn't accept it for a while when he thought that his fruit was related to a powerful dragon.

"Dragons... Yes. It

seems that his roar after transformation is indeed mixed with the sound of a dragon's groan.

"How do you make me believe that what you say is true?" Rayson looked at Haven with a serious expression.

"I didn't let you believe me. Haven looked indifferent, waved at him, and walked in the direction of the room, "But thank you for playing the violin for me." "

Rayson is a little numb, why don't you play cards according to common sense, shouldn't you find a way to make yourself believe? But then again, he really has no reason...

However, looking at Haven's expression, he knew that he was not telling nonsense, and he had no reason to lie to himself.

"When will you be able to write another score like this?" said Rayson, who seemed a little anxious as he said the score.

Haven waved his hand, "When I want to hear a tune."

Looking at the back of Haven's departure, Rayson was once again the only one left in the courtyard, and when he couldn't help but want to pull it again, he heard a voice from Haven's room.

"It's a big night, I can't sleep yet!" Rayson

laughed angrily and rubbed his face, and he didn't seem to be angry at this Haiwen, not only bringing himself a new tune, but also answering the question of the fruit that had plagued him for many years.

But Rayson clenched his fists, if there was Haven, would his goal be achieved soon?

Thinking of this, Rayson couldn't help but feel comfortable.

Today is a lucky day...