Pirate: Sacrifice your soul to the devil

The Kingdom of Rommel is in the New World, a neighbor of the Kingdom of Dressrosa, and a large country that can go to Mary Joya for the World Conference.

Crowley was also thinking that it was a blessing that people like Doflamingo did not attack the Rommel Kingdom, after all, in his impression, there seemed to be no strong people in the big kingdom from childhood to large.

Maybe it's because I'm still young and don't know the existence of the strong.

A country without a strong man simply cannot survive in the new world.

This time I can also go back to find out why the Rommel Kingdom gained a foothold in the New World.

The pirates of the New World are like carp crossing the river, as numerous as cattle hairs, and the quality of the pirates in the first half of the Great Voyage is not known to be many times higher.

There is also the existence of the Four Emperors, and the navy simply cannot take care of the new world.

The style of Rommel's kingdom is biased towards the European style of Crowley's previous life, and he sets foot on the land he has not returned to for a long time, and feels a visceral sense of presence, which is the land where he grew up.

Walking into the kingdom, the crowd was in a stir.

"This is Crowley Rommel!" "Do you want to die if you dare to call the prince by his name?"

"Prince Crowley, who has turned from a navy to a pirate, is still so handsome!" "Prince Crowley

is even more handsome than Prince Cavendish Ahh

Prince Cavendish came back some time ago, but I didn't expect

Prince Crowley to come back too, did something happen to the kingdom?" "Nonsense, isn't it normal for Prince Crowley to return to his homeland?!" Crowley

walked in the middle of the road, surrounded by the excitement of the people, and the little stars that popped out of his eyes were about to smash on his face.

He couldn't help but raise his hand, showing a sunny smile, and greeted them: "Citizens, I haven't seen you for a long time, but I'm going to see my father, can you make a way?"

"Hurry up, make way for

Prince Crowley!" "Don't squeeze me, don't squeeze

me!" "Prince Crowley is going to see the king, what are you doing here?!" "

Oh, don't step on me!"

As soon as Crowley spoke, the road became more congested, and the soldiers could not stop it, and the flow of people continued.

The fanatical crowd can't treat it normally at all, even the king's personal expedition has no such scene, and it can only be compared to the time when Prince Cavendish came back some time ago.

Crowley looked helpless, how could this kind of thing happen all the time, he didn't dare to go out on the street when he was a child, it was really a torture from handsome to big.

"Your Highness Crowley, follow the old decay. A voice rang in Crowley's ears, and when he looked back, it was a gloomy-looking old man.

Although he looked a little scary, Crowley still recognized him at a glance, this is the housekeeper of his family who has taken care of his life since he was a child.

Have you become an old man who is on the verge of death? Time is not forgiving.

The butler put his hand on Crowley's shoulder, and suddenly spread two gray wings behind his back, and with a slight fanning, he drove Crowley into flight.

"Prince, Prince, don't leave me

!" "The prince was snatched away by the birdmen

!" "What about protection? who will save the poor prince!"

The crowd on the ground was still in full swing.

Crowley rolled his eyes at them, not expecting himself to have a brainless day.

Looking at the gray wings behind the butler again, it was the first time he knew that the person who had taken care of him from childhood to adulthood was actually a Devil Fruit ability.

And it is also a very precious breed in the animal family, which can fly.

It's hidden, how many things in this country don't know about it.

"Your Highness, it's been a long time. The old man, who had a gloomy face, smiled at Crowley, although it was not very good-looking, but it represented a piece of his kindness.

For this child who has grown up by himself, he has always treated it as his own child, although his appearance has changed slightly, but his personality will not change.

His Royal Highness is still the same as before.

He was a little nostalgic for the old days.

"It's been a long time, and even the housekeeper you're old. Crowley was smiling, too.

"Your Highness is still young.

"Father, how is he?" As

the years passed, he wondered what his cheap father would become, whether he would also be an old man, and the burden of the heir to the kingdom would fall on him.

"The king, he has been looking forward to the return of you and His Highness Cavendish, but after His Highness Cavendish came back last time, he was annoyed a little. The butler said with a smile, obviously a little reluctant to laugh at what had happened last time.

Crowley expressed his understanding, Cavendish that kid has been working against his father since he was a child, and it is rebellious to say it, after all, he is too young to be mature.

The steward's speed was extremely fast, and in a few words he was led to the palace of the Rommel kingdom, and without much nostalgia, Crowley went to the king's study, where his father was waiting for him.

The old king Rommel looked out the window with his back to his hands, through which he had just watched the commotion in the kingdom.

The eldest son, who was not a weapon himself, also returned.

After the second son came back a few days ago, he didn't have a good attitude, and his personality was still the same when he grew up, and the bigger he was, the more he couldn't control it.

"Father. Crowley walked softly into the room, looking at the old king's somewhat desolate back, and with mixed feelings, he couldn't help but shout slightly.

"What are you calling me?" the old king did not turn, but his body began to tremble slightly from the angry words.

"Daddy, come on. I thought you were old, but I didn't expect you to be so virtuous. Crowley rolled his eyes and sat down on the couch.

The old king finally turned around and stared at him: "What are you talking about, because your father has gray hair and is not

old, neither of you plan to inherit this throne, do you?" Crowley opened a bottle of wine on the coffee table in front of him, poured it into the glass, looked at the clear wine, he raised his head, and said angrily,

"Aren't you not old yet? Is it necessary to inherit the throne now?" When Cavendish said to me, he thought you were dying.

"Curse me, rebel, what's so good overseas, is this country so unbearable? The old king walked up to him, saw that he was still drinking leisurely, and immediately asked with hatred.

"Dad, you don't understand, this is called freedom.

"Good freedom, that's why you defected to the navy?, become a notorious pirate, you, you have a lot of glory and wealth waiting for

you to inherit when you become a king, why don't you want to?" "It's so good, why are you so anxious for us to inherit?" Crowley said with a sip of wine from his glass, pouting.

It is true that being a king is glorious and rich, but it is too troublesome to deal with large and small things at home and abroad, and not to go bald directly.

He was originally a person who didn't like trouble, and some tasks also annoyed him when he was in the navy.

Fortunately, now he has the identity of an undercover agent, but he also handed it over to Ah Jin, and the navy is looking for Ah Jin if he has something, and it has nothing to do with him.

Like Crowley doesn't have to worry about anything now, how good, how free.

What One Piece is the freest man in the world, phew, it's obviously him Crowley.

The king immediately blew his beard and glared, and this rebel dared to talk back to him, and he was so embarrassed that he turned the sky upside down!

He immediately raised a hand towards Crowley.

snatched the bottle from Crowley's hand and poured it into his mouth.

If you still want to drink, I won't give it to you! I want to eat my fart.

Seeing that his cheap dad is a lot older, and he still looks like a child who doesn't grow up, Crowley is also heartbroken, I really don't know how this country has persevered until now.

The king, who had drunk the wine, his face was slightly red, sat down next to Crowley, and said with a snort of wine: "I know the virtue of your two brothers, so I have a backhand."

With that, he smiled mysteriously at Crowley.

"Hinder?" he

whispered close to Crowley's ear, "Actually, there is a child for the father." "

What?!" Crowley jumped up from the couch, looked at his cheap daddy in disbelief, and pointed at him with a finger that began to tremble.

"You, you, you, are you worthy of my queen mother?"

"Don't make a fuss, how many years has your mother been gone.

"Oh, that's fine. Crowley's face was indifferent, and he returned to his place and sat down obediently.

"So, you want to make him heir, and now ask us both for advice?" he asked, looking at the king, earnestly.

"I thought about it too much, I didn't think about your two opinions. The king looked at him angrily, why haven't I seen him for so many years, his face is getting thicker and thicker, and he still considers the opinions of you two as pirates.

"Do you want to meet your brother who has never met?"

"No, he wasn't born to my mother." "

It's just so faceless.

"You know about Rommel's sickle in that kid of Cavendis, right?"

Crowley nodded, nonsense, of course he knew about his brother, but he didn't know what it meant to mention it now.

"Your younger brother, who I haven't seen before, also has a talent in this area, he is a natural swordsman. The king said earnestly.

Crowley frowned and looked at him with a puzzled expression, what does this mean?

Looking at the king's increasingly excited face, he slowly spoke: "So, I am not your own child?"

Is there a mistake?! Cavendish is a Rommel sickle, with a strong talent for swordsmanship, and this younger brother who ran out of nowhere is a natural swordsman.

He doesn't have any talent for swordsmanship, when he was in the Navy Headquarters before, Peach Rabbit taught him swordsmanship by hand, and he couldn't learn it himself!

"What are you thinking!" The king was full of black lines, and he really couldn't understand how his eldest son's brain circuit was long.

"You're not my own, can you be so handsome?!"

"Forehead......" Crowley looked at the bearded cheap dad with a blank face, and couldn't help muttering, "Maybe, maybe." "

Whatever you say today, I'm going to let you see your brother! It's the King's order! Wayne, come in." "