The cool and mottled night sky is dotted with stars, and tonight is silent. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The Straw Hats had already fallen asleep after a long day of sailing, except for a certain pair of glasses that were in charge of the vigil tonight.

Sherlock was lying on a chaise longue, staring blankly at the sky, his mind drifting out, his eyes under the lenses long out of focus.

The sorcerer is a quiet person, although he does not reject the usual party with Luffy's gang of teases, but he is still more accustomed to enjoying solitude alone.

For it is only in this absolute silence that Sherlock can think better about something.

For example, the development of fruit capabilities.

[Void], this is the name Sherlock gave to his ability to have an epiphany while at G-8 Fortress.

This ability is too similar to the elementalization of natural abilities, and even it will be restrained by the armed color domineering. But compared to the ease and pleasure of natural elements, the dizziness and nausea caused by the blur are too painful.

(With a lot of practice, I was able to get over that dizziness.) One of the glasses thought so.

After a few days of research, Sherlock finally figured out the principle of the ability to blur. Compared with the mirror entity of the virtual reality, this ability to transform the virtual from the real is indeed much more complicated.

The so-called void is not actually the complete transformation of one's body into the void, there is a degree between the real and the virtual. Depending on the degree of bokeh, bokeh can be divided into many categories.

If the degree of blurring is less than 50%, although the dizziness will be greatly reduced, the body will still be damaged by the outside world.

If the degree of blur is greater than 50%, although it can be immune to damage, those projected mirror weapons cannot be controlled.

Only when one's body is transformed into a half-real, half-virtual balance and subtle intermediate state, can the sorcerer be able to freely use abilities such as mirror entities, and be immune to external damage like the moon in the mirror.

Not only that, but Sherlock has also developed two new extension abilities from the different degrees of blurring.

The degree of blur is 1%, and this level of blur dizziness is almost zero, and can even be maintained forever. Although it is not immune to damage, the body of a sorcerer who is in a state of 1% void still has some of the characteristics of mirror imagery.

For example, Sherlock's mind can be freely controlled, floating in the air, and flying in mid-air.

The degree of blurring is 51%, and this level of blurring dizziness is comparable to the side effects of Insanmona, and Sherlock tried it once and didn't try again. But during that attempt, one of the glasses vaguely felt a call from another dimension.

(That feeling is probably the inverted world on the other side of the mirror.) Sherlock secretly said that after all, after 51% of the void, his body was already more inclined to the inside of the mirror.

After the Sky Island was struck by Anilu's lightning, the sorcerer subconsciously activated the void, and his consciousness inadvertently entered the world in the mirror and saw himself in the mirror.

According to Sherlock in the mirror at the time, Sherlock in that state should have traveled directly to the inverted world.

(After entering the mirror world, the position of the re-emergence should be changed...... ）

Sherlock had a very bold idea in mind, but because the Merry was too small and surrounded by the sea, a certain spectacle did not rush to try it.

(Although this ability is very powerful, the dizziness caused by blurring more than 50% is really ...... I'd better wait for Chopper's new medicine first. ）

The reindeer doctor has been studying the red apples brought from the sky island for the past few days, listening to the little reindeer, a new medicine that can effectively counteract the side effects of Insanmona is about to be released.

(Although Sauron has always warned me not to rely too much on external forces, I have no choice now...... ）

Recalling his powerlessness in the face of Blackbeard, the humiliation he felt when he was "educated" by the enemies of nature, and his sister who was far away in the New World, Sherlock clenched his right fist, and his deep black eyes under the lenses couldn't help but narrow slightly.

（…… I have to be stronger, stronger by any means!)

"Meow~~~"

At this moment, a slight cat meow came from below Sherlock, and a certain glasses looked sideways and looked down, and it happened to meet a pair of scarlet cat eyes, beautiful and mysterious.

"Besty?" Sherlock chuckled and took the little black cat into his arms, "Shouldn't you be sleeping with Nami in her arms right now?"

The Straw Hats are still very friendly to this cute little thing, but in addition to expressing an affectionate attitude towards Nami, Robin, and Sherlock, Besty always treats the rest of the people with a cold and loving attitude.

This also made the curly-eyed chef, who has been making delicious cat food for it in different ways, very angry, and called it a white-eyed wolf.

Sherlock gently pressed the pad on Bestie's paws, and the sorcerer suddenly felt that he was fascinated by the soft touch of the pads on the cat's paws.

After a few days of observation, the sorcerer also discovered two characteristics of this little black cat.

One is lazy, it's really a real lazy cat, and spends most of the day sleeping on the deck, according to the dead cargo captain's exact words: like Zoro......

Another trait is that she is smart, and many times Bestie does not act like a cat.

If it weren't for the fact that Luffy accidentally threw it out of the ocean and the latter swam aboard the Merry on his own, Sherlock would have suspected that this thing was actually an animal-based Devil Fruit ability.

"Since you are so smart, then your master must not be ordinary. Wait, your master is not ......"

The sorcerer's mind suddenly flashed a petite figure with black and white heterochromatic ponytails, and the expression on his face suddenly became strange.

Call~~~~

A cool night breeze blew, and Sherlock's black hair that seemed to have been highlighted moved with the wind, and he sniffed lightly, and smelled a familiar fragrance of flowers from the wind, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.

Bang-

With the sound of soft footsteps, a slender and sexy figure slowly walked up to the sorcerer and sat down on another recliner.

As she sat down, the little black cat in Sherlock's arms immediately jumped down and threw herself into the arms of the comer.

"Hehehe, it looks like this little guy still likes me a little more, Sherlock. Touching Besty's little head, Robin couldn't help but chuckle.

The laughter of the intellectual beauty is very pleasant, as if it were some kind of silver wind chime.

"You don't sleep well at such a late hour, do you want to talk to me about something?" Sherlock was unmoved, he gently pushed his glasses, and asked in a calm tone.

"It's not that I'm looking for something for you, it's that you're looking for something for me. The corners of Robin's mouth curled up gracefully.

"I'm very sensitive to my surroundings, and these days you're always looking at me, consciously or unconsciously, is there something you want to ask me, but you don't know how to speak?"

Robin is actually not a person who likes to get to the bottom of things, but for Sherlock, the "blue-faced confidant", Robin still hopes that they can be a little more honest with each other.

(What a smart woman...... ）

Sherlock said to himself, he stared at Robin's beautiful blue and black eyes for a long time, and sighed softly.

…………

"Deal?Major General Alain?"

Robin frowned slightly, "Did you misunderstand something, Sherlock, I didn't meet her in Nabalon." ”

"yes, I hope I'm thinking too much. Sherlock pushed his glasses, and judging from the micro-expression of a certain black-bellied woman just now, the sorcerer was able to determine that Robin was not lying.

(But if it's not Robin, then who will be the person who has the capital to make a deal with that strange navy?)

A large part of the reason why the Straw Hats were able to escape from G-8 Fort was because the Enemy of Nature released water again, and the reason for the release was that transaction.

Sherlock had always thought that Robin had made some secret deal with Major Admiral Alain, but now it seemed that things were not as simple as he had imagined.

Shaking his head, Sherlock put the question aside for a while, and said to a certain black-bellied woman:

"Robin, I know exactly what kind of trouble you're behind your back, just as you know who I really am. In a sense, the two of us are actually two "time bombs" buried in the Straw Hat Pirates. ”

Sherlock touched a strand of silver hair on his head, the beautiful silver glowing in the moonlight, extremely beautiful.

"One day, we're going to bring disaster to this group of pirates. ”

"......" listened to Sherlock's calm words, and the smile on Robin's face gradually retracted, replaced by a serious expression.

"But even so, that idiot who yells all day long about being the king of the pirates won't care, what kind of character Luffy is, I'm sure you already know very well. ”

"So what?" said Robin, wondering, a little confused as to what a particular spectacle was trying to say.

"So, you just need to stay in this small boat honestly now. Sherlock stared at the stars in the sky and said faintly, "Even if the sky falls in the future, your buddies will face it with you, won't they?"

(Partner...... ）

Robin's heart trembled at the sound of this familiar and unfamiliar word, and she was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly laughed.

"Hahahaha......"

"Hey, what are you laughing at? Isn't what I just said funny?" Sherlock frowned slightly as he glanced at the smiling intellectual beauty.

"No...... No. Robin adjusted his mood: "I was wondering why you said this to me......"

A certain black-bellied woman looked at the sorcerer with burning eyes, and there was a hint of narrowness on her beautiful face.

“…… Are you concerned about me? Sherlock. ”

Hearing this, Sherlock, who was looking up at the starry sky, had a frozen expression.

"You think too much, I'm just afraid that you, a stupid woman, will do something stupid that makes people laugh and cry when the time comes. ”

"It's late at night, it's cold, you go back to sleep quickly. With that, a certain glasses stood up and walked in the direction of the cabin without looking back.

(Stupid woman? Is this what you give me in your heart??) ）

Sensing Sherlock fading away, Robin still had a charming smile on her face, she held up the little black cat in her arms to her eyes, stared at its strange blood-colored cat eyes, and asked softly:

"Do you think he's tsundere? ”

"Meow~~~" The little black cat let out a cat meow of unknown meaning. (To be continued.) )