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"Hahahaha, I'm laughing, I'm really laughing. A burst of laughter like a silver bell.

"That dress is what he likes very much, tsk, what kind of brainless taste is this, dressed like a flamingo, just at his dressing taste, [those bastards] can let him go back!"

"So, I burned it to help him, and he should thank me...... Poof, no, I'm laughing to death, ahahaha......"

A certain black and white double-ponytail expired Lori is rolling excitedly on the deck, rolling happily, looking at the black line on the face of the navy led by the white hunter.

"Is this guy talking about something strange again? Is it because he smokes a cigar and his brain goes bad?" Smoker whispered in a malicious voice.

"Eh, does smoking a cigar make your brain smoking?"

The natural female swordsman was taken aback when she heard this, and then looked at her head officer with a worried face: "Colonel Smoker, you smoke no less cigar than Major General Alain, you ......"

"Dusty!"

The corners of Smoker's mouth twitched violently: "If you don't speak, no one will treat you as a dumb person!"

"If you are so natural, I will assign you to Major General Alan and let you be her follower!"

"No...... Don't!"

Dusty was shocked, she subconsciously protected her chest, her face was red, obviously because she had been "ravaged" by Alain during this time.

Sighing helplessly, Smoker looked at the Rear Admiral Lori who was rolling on the deck with a smile on his face, revealing a puzzled expression.

(Looking at the torn Cheng dù on her clothes, it seems that she has endured a big battle.) …… It's strange, is there such a powerful enemy around here?)

…………

On the streets of Magic Valley.

A man and a woman walk side by side. It is worth noting that the elegant and calm temperament of the two of them is the same. And the pedestrians around saw the young man's face clearly. Kudu's expression changed dramatically and he quickened his pace, as if he had seen something terrible.

Vinbran Kulik ...... So the old man he said before was referring to him, wait, Wembran?"

As Robin walked, he looked at the map of Gaya Island that he had just asked for from a weapons shop, and his delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly:

"I seem to have heard of this last name somewhere, do you have any impressions? Sherlock?"

Sherlock nodded: "This is the surname of the [King of Big Words] Rolando, who is a household name in Beihai. ”

"The King of Big Talk?" Robin recalled, and then showed a sudden expression: "I remember, it's the picture book about the Golden Country." I remember that the name of the island in the story was also called "Gaya". ”

"That's right, this is where the story happened. Sherlock nudged his glasses, reflecting two cold lights: "In this case, it makes sense why he has been looking for gold here all these years." ”

Speaking of this, the sorcerer chuckled: "Presumably Nami must be very interested when she knows about this, she is the most greedy for money." ”

"Hehe, Miss Navigator will be very happy. Robin's eyes bent into two crescents, and then the intellectual beauty seemed to remember something. Again the sorcerer asked:

"By the way, Sherlock, in addition to the information on the Sky Island, you have been gathering news about the [Bloody Moon]. What's the matter? Are you interested in that [Seven Star Sword]? Hehe, I think this should be something that Mr. Swordsman should be interested in. ”

Don't look at Robin, she usually looks calm and calm, but in fact she has an extremely strong curiosity. And for Sherlock, the man with glasses who must be full of deep meaning in his every move, Robin almost asked something......

"No one says that people who aren't swordsmen can't use swords as weapons. ”

Sherlock's expression remained the same. He pondered for a moment, then pondered his words. continued: "Robin, I brought back some very interesting things from the dream of the Colorful Mist, you as an archaeologist must be very interested, we can study it together in the future"

After all, Shylock knew very well that his half-bucket of ancient writing was not comparable to that of a genius archaeologist who passed the guò bachelor's exam at the age of eight.

"Oh?"

Robin's beautiful eyes lit up instantly. On this sea, I am afraid that there is only something about archaeology that can make her charming woman so excited.

"From the mist of colour...... What the hell is that? Can't you go into more detail? Could it be that it has something to do with the [Seven Star Sword]?"

Sherlock smiled, and he opened his mouth to answer......

However, at this moment, the sorcerer's face changed instantly, and he stopped very abruptly, and stood still, his face cloudy, as if he had suddenly sensed something terrible.

(This feeling of madness...... Is he?!How did that "neurotic" get here?)

"What's wrong with you? Sherlock. ”

Seeing this, Robin's heart was also sudden, she looked around, and was shocked to find that for some reason, the originally noisy street had become empty, and the silence was a little permeating.

(What happened?)

With his hands crossed over his chest, Robin looked around with a stern expression, as if he was looking for the enemy who didn't know where to hide.

"Go back by yourself, Robin. ”

Sherlock stretched out his hand and put his hand on Robin's shoulder, and said in a flat tone, "You lead Luffy and them to find that Wembran Currick first, where we will turn." ”

Robin's eyes narrowed slightly: "Then you ......"

I went to see an "old friend". Sherlock nudged his glasses, reflecting two chilling rays of light.

"Old friends?"

Robin looked at the sorcerer suspiciously, and wanted to ask something more, but when she looked at the latter's deep dark eyes under the lenses, she withdrew the words that came to her lips.

"I see. With a sigh, Robin put down his hands and hands, and then turned away without stopping......

After a while.

After Robin walked away, Sherlock, who was standing alone on the street, calmed down, and then walked straight to a bar near the street, and pushed the door open without hesitation.

Ding Ling, Ding Ling~~~~~~ The wind chimes on the door of the tavern were crisp and pleasant.

It's a small bar that doesn't look very luxurious from the outside, but judging by the facilities in the store, it's been around for some years. And it's strange that the bar, which was supposed to be full, had only one customer.

Blonde hair, red sunglasses, beach coat, cropped pants, pointed shoes, slightly strange familiar wear, but for some reason only his signature pink feather coat is missing......

At this time, he was sitting in front of the bar with his back to the bar door, pouring himself a drink. The barmaid, who looked quite good, stood in the bar with a pale face, shivering like a frightened rabbit.

Bang, click...... The sound of leather boots on the wooden floor is firm and rhythmic.

Sherlock walked over to the tall, blond man and sat down across an empty seat, the expression on his face neither sad nor joyful.

“……”

“……”

No one spoke, the empty bar could be heard of needles falling, the silence was terrifying, and two invisible terrible auras emanated from the only two guests here, making the surrounding air viscous, and the atmosphere was extremely depressing, so depressing that a poor proprietress was about to faint.

After a long time, the blonde man was the first to break the silence.

"Boom...... I thought you wouldn't dare come in, little friend. ”

After saying that, the man with a strange smile put down the wine glass in his hand and ordered unceremoniously to the even more powerful bar proprietress who was trembling: "Hey, serve him wine, the best wine." ”

"No hassle. ”

Sherlock rested his elbows on the bar, his slender fingers crossed in front of his mouth, his eyes obscured by white lenses, and he couldn't see what his expression was.

"You should know that I don't drink. Also, please don't call me by that strange code name in the future. ”

"Don Quixote Doflamingo. ”

In this dimly lit bar, these two men, who were also supposed to be "gods", met again...... (To be continued.) )

ps: ps: 13/21 Book lovers can guess what Dover is looking for Sherlock to do (laughs)