The sunlight lazily shone through the gap between the hatch and the plank, scattering warmth on the ground. The dust www.biquge.info which is illuminated by the light, flows with the air, adding a touch of warmth to this somewhat humble cabin.

In a hammock in the corner of the cabin, a handsome young man who didn't know how long he had been asleep woke up leisurely.

(Strange, when did I get back here?)

Looking at the familiar ceiling, Sherlock was stunned to find that he was sleeping in the Merry's boys' dormitory.

Picking up his glasses from the table next to the bed and putting them on, Sherlock began to struggle to remember what had happened.

Encountering the Ursa Pirates and crushing them, Lady Emily confesses that two Devil Fruits ......

"Huh?"

Recalling this, a trace of fluctuation flashed in the deep dark eyes of a certain glasses. Because no matter how hard Sherlock tried to remember, he couldn't remember anything about what happened to him after seeing those two Devil Fruits.

If human memory is compared to a string of pearl necklaces, then Sherlock feels that the pearl representing his memory is as if it has been cut off by someone else, and it feels empty.

(What the hell is going on?)

Sherlock pushed his glasses, his eyes flickering, the subtle feeling of knowing that he had lost something but not remembering what he had lost, plunged his hex, who was accustomed to keeping everything under control, into a rare state of anxiety and unease.

After closing his eyes and pondering for a long time, he couldn't think of a reason, so Sherlock decisively left this matter behind him first. His mind moved, and the whole person slowly rose, and then floated out along the straight ladder from the entrance and exit of the boys' dormitory.

Since mastering the practical and costly ability of flying, Sherlock has sometimes bothered to even walk.

Arriving on the deck, Sherlock looked around and found that the Golden Merry was anchored in a very lively harbor at this time, and compared to the large and heavily armed ships around her, the "petite" Merry was simply a harmless little sheep.

Judging by the pirate ships flying the skull flag and the penguin flag at the same time, and the fierce looking guys on the docks, it seems that they have arrived at the destination of this trip, Hannabal.

(Looks like this port is supposed to be specially prepared for pirate ships, hehe, it's really an outlawless place.) ）

Retracting his gaze from the two groups of pirates on the shore who were engaged in a fierce battle, Sherlock froze into a green algae head that was sleeping on the mast with three love knives in his arms

Zoro seemed to feel the sorcerer's gaze, and slowly opened his sleepy eyes.

"Sherlock, you're finally awake. ”

Zoro yawned and smiled at the glasses, "You fainted the night before yesterday so suddenly, we thought you were infected by that Lady Emily." ”

"The night before yesterday? did I sleep for a whole day and a whole night this time?" said Sherlock's face, a hint of unnaturalness.

For he suddenly realized that the number of times he was unconscious was a little too frequent, and that each time he fell unconscious, he either defeated some terrible enemy before he fainted, or he arrived in a new place after fainting.

This is true for the first time on the Great Voyage, the same is true for arriving on Sky Island, and the same is true for coming to Hannabal, Sherlock even thinks that when the Straw Hats land on the legendary [Final Island] Ralph Drew, he, a sorcerer, will also "faint" directly according to the previous custom?

Shaking his head and no longer thinking, Sherlock asked the green-haired swordsman for details about when he fainted.

"What? Don't you remember anything about what happened?"

Zoro frowned, remembered for a moment in his heart, and continued, "Didn't Lady Emily show us the two Devil Fruits she hid at that time, and then you gently touched one of the Devil Fruits, and then ......"

"And then I just fainted?" Sherlock's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Well, that's it. Zoro nodded, to be honest, he also felt quite incomprehensible, it stands to reason that those with ability can't eat another devil fruit, but it's not that they can't even touch it?

Sherlock's face remained unchanged, his fingers rubbing his chin lightly, but his heart was thinking quickly.

(Was it as simple as just touching that Devil Fruit?, wait, I shouldn't have been...... ）

A very frantic thought quickly flashed through Sherlock's mind, and his mind moved, and his consciousness quickly swept over the mirror space he used to store his things......

(This...... ）

After seeing that thing, Sherlock's whole body trembled slightly, although this action was very subtle, but for a sorcerer who has always been calm in life, it was enough to show how shocked he was at this time!

"Now, Zoro. Sherlock said calmly.

"Huh, is there anything else you want to ask?"

"The Devil Fruit I touched at that time was light purple and looked like a melon?"

"yes, what's wrong? Do you remember something?" Zoro wondered, although Sherlock looked no different than usual, but the swordsman's instinct told him that Sherlock was very wrong at this time.

"Well...... Sort of. Sherlock pushed his glasses, and the spotless lenses reflected two white rays of light, obscuring his eyes, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking.

Of course, he didn't suddenly recall anything, but Sherlock saw a Devil Fruit in his mirror space.

To be precise, this should be a mirror image of a Devil Fruit.

(I actually mirrored a Devil Fruit???)

(Can Devil Fruits be mirrored???)

Sherlock had long figured out the specific abilities and limitations of mirrored entities, which could mirror non-living objects such as muskets, bombs, blankets, and dinner knives. As for the mirrored things, the sorcerer will have a unique sense, so his mind can freely manipulate the mirrored things, displacement, enlargement or contraction, and in order to maintain this sense, Sherlock will continue to consume physical strength.

Mirror entities can also mirror food, but Sherlock also knows that the food from the mirror entity does not taste good, and once the duration of the mirror image is up, the full stomach will return to a state of hunger.

So if you think about it, if you think of a Devil Fruit as an extremely unpalatable food that can only be eaten once, it seems that there is nothing surprising that a Devil Fruit is mirrored.

But what shocked Sherlock the most was that the sorcerer didn't have the slightest sense of this thing that was suspected to be a mirror image of the Devil Fruit, nor did he consume it at all, as if this strange fruit with a strange pattern actually existed in reality!

(The consumption of the mirror fruit is indeed not small, but the ordinary mirror entity is not so serious that it makes me faint or even intermittent amnesia, what is this? Is the permanent mirror entity? real and unreal?)

Sherlock's eyes flickered, and a huge wave flooded his heart, and his mind was thinking quickly.

Although people know that there are no two Devil Fruits in the world that are exactly the same, the more a certain glasses think about it, the more the conclusions they come to are inclined to the craziest outcome!

(I don't know if this Devil Fruit can still gain abilities after eating it, and if so, what will happen to the one in Lady Emily's hand?)

(There's still so little information that I can't come to a decent conclusion.) Unless...... Find a guinea pig for him to try?)