Pirates: Invincible from the start

Kota put away his depression.

He turned to Ken and said,"By the way, Uncle Ken, why do you always have a windmill on your head? Can you give it to me?""

"Windmill?"

Ajian paused, then touched the windmill on his head and fell into deep thought.

Noticing Ajian's state, Kota asked,"Uncle Ajian, what's wrong? Are you reluctant to let go?"

"It's not that I don't want to part with it, it's just that this windmill has a special meaning to someone."

Ajian came back to his senses and explained

"someone?"

""Yes! A strong and brave person."

By this time, Kota already knew who he was talking about, but he still asked knowingly.

"Who is that?"

Jian looked towards the orange grove behind the village and slowly told the story of Nami.

When he talked about the story of Nami and the windmill, he smiled gently.

When he talked about Nami joining the Arlong Pirates, he showed hatred.

When he talked about Nami returning to the village with injuries all over her body, he showed heartache.

Under the oppression of the Arlong Pirates, Nami became the only ray of light in his and all the villagers' hearts.

In fact, they always knew why Nami joined the Arlong Pirates, and they also knew why Nami came back with injuries every time she went out.

But they had no way, they couldn't help Nami at all.

What they could do was... The purpose is to not cause any trouble for Nami, so that she can do what she thinks, that she can really buy back the village from Arlong.

Even though they all know that this is actually just a luxury.

But this is the only hope in Nami's heart.

This glimmer of hope cannot be broken by them.

If you really want to break it, you have to do it slowly.

Because if Nami is desperate, then the only ray of light in their hearts will be gone.

Thinking of this, Ajian shook his head and put away the hatred for the Arlong Pirates on his face.

Looking at the village road, the faces of the villagers were filled with smiles again, and a smile appeared on his face.

It felt as if he had returned to the time when the Arlong had not come.

"Yes, everything is over."

Now that the dragon is gone, Nami must be very happy!

She no longer has to go out to sea for money. She no longer has to draw that damn map for A-Long.

She can be the little princess of their Kokosia Village again. She can be happy when she should be happy and sad when she should be sad. She no longer has to pretend to be strong.

Thinking of this, Ajian looked at Kuina with more gratitude.

"I really don't know how to thank them!"

Jian shook his head, threw away the thoughts in his mind, and turned to look at Kong Tai.

"Oh, by the way, I haven't asked you what you want this windmill for yet!"

Korata stared at the windmill above his head and smiled.

"I just saw you always have a windmill on your head, and I was very curious. Besides, aren't you thinking about the pirate flag? I thought about using the windmill pattern as the pirate flag!"

He did see the windmill, and thought of the protagonist of this world, the Windmill Village where Luffy is located, which is also a windmill, so he just used the windmill.

Otherwise, you wouldn't use a hammer and sickle, or five stars!

He is familiar with these two, and they are easy to be harmonized.

Moreover, the windmill also represents bravery, diligence, enterprising spirit, loyalty, happiness, agility and love.

It also symbolizes people's love for the sky and fairy-tale happiness.

For him, this is his pursuit.

He also hopes that he and the people he cherishes can always be like windmills.

There will be no worries, pain, and disasters forever.

They can always live a happy, happy and healthy life.

"So that's how it is!"

Ken hesitated for a moment, then took off the windmill and handed it to Kota.

""Well, take it!"

However, Kota did not take it, but looked at Ken and smiled,"Forget it! Uncle Ken, I took it just to use it as a reference and draw a flag."

"But for you, this is something that brings you beautiful memories with Nami!"

He paused and continued,"It's impossible for me to steal a little girl's childhood toy!"

Staring at Kota's genuine expression, Ken took back the windmill and put it back on his hat.

It's not entirely true to say that he was reluctant to part with it, as it was just an ordinary windmill.

Besides, Nami has grown up, and she won't smile at his windmill like she did when she was a child.

This windmill is just a thought for him now.

He hopes that every time Nami comes back, she can get rid of her unhappy emotions and stay happy like she did when she was a child.

"How about this? I'll go find a piece of cloth and draw a windmill flag for you myself. How about that?"

"How can this be so embarrassing!"

Korata stared at Ken with a look of surprise.

"Then I'll leave it to Uncle Jian."

Hearing that Jian was willing to help draw the flag, he subconsciously felt happy.

Well! It's not because his drawing skills are bad.

"There is nothing to be embarrassed about. It is my honor to draw the pirate flag for the benefactor of our entire Cocosia Village."

"That's all right, I'll go help you draw the pirate flag first."

It can be seen that he is more anxious than Kota, probably because he is happy to be able to do something for Kota and the others!

Kota hurriedly thanked him again.

Looking at the back of the figure going away, he happily raised the wine gourd and took a sip.

"Comfortable."

Then he lay there like a gentleman and basked in the sun.

It's true that the spring sun, even the midday sun, is so comfortable.

……

The setting sun at dusk scattered warm light.

Several large bonfires have been built in the middle of the village road of Kokosia Village.

Grilled meat, fruits and various seafood were placed around the bonfires.

The villagers, who had been suppressed for a long time, put down all their disguises.

Some of them were crying, some were laughing, and some were yelling like crazy.

They needed to vent so much.

Ahua and the other two were pulled into the crowd by the young people in the village.

They followed the villagers in dancing a simple and simple dance around the bonfire.

Next to a bonfire, Kota sat cross-legged on the ground, drinking from a wine gourd in his hand.

And Kuina was leaning on his shoulder, looking at the crowd around the bonfire with a slightly blushing face.

She likes this kind of banquet.

Although she has been busy from noon to dusk, she didn't feel tired at all, but had a heartfelt sense of satisfaction.

This made her, who never drank, drink a few glasses today as an exception.

Kuina looked up at Kota with hazy eyes

"Well, Kota."

Kota turned around, looked at Kuina's cute appearance and asked with a smile:"What's wrong?"

"Do you think I should come up with a title?"

"What title?"

Kuina tilted her head and thought about it.

"Um……！"

She frowned in distress, and couldn't think of anything no matter how hard she tried.

Then she looked up at Kota, and there was a hint of pity in her beautiful big eyes.

She grabbed his arm and shook it.

"I can’t think of one, Kota, so please think of one for me!"

"Okay, okay, stop shaking, or I'll fall apart."

Kota looked at Kuina and said with a smile,"From now on, our team will be called the 'Freedom Adventure Team', and our flag will be a windmill."

"Um……"

He stroked his chin and thought for a moment, then his eyes lit up.

"Then you can call yourself the Statue of Liberty!"

As soon as he said this, he couldn't help laughing.

"Hahaha……！"

Kuina didn't know why Kota suddenly laughed.

But seeing him laugh, she also laughed foolishly.

"The Statue of Liberty? Sounds good.ε=(´ο｀*)))well!"