When Yuru woke up, it was already dawn. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info This tattered cabin is not comfortable to sleep in, but it is very good to have a serious resting place.

She didn't get up, and her head was still a little dizzy. At only thirteen years old, she has hardly ever been on a boat in her life, and this is the first time she can remember taking a boat. Turning his head to look around him, he happened to see Dior sitting on the bed opposite, looking through the book, and the cover of the book in her hand was marked with her name, "DIO".

"What kind of book is that?"

Hearing Yuru's voice, Dio suddenly came back to his senses from the world in the book, glanced at Yuru slightly, and then lowered his head to look at the book, and said:

"It's my autobiography. ”

“... What, that kind of thing..."

Dior, who is only in his twenties, will have enough experience to write an autobiography. The book is thicker than Yuru's head, and if Dio wants to slap this thing on people's heads, I'm afraid it can also take people's lives.

"It's an interesting book, in every sense of the word," Dior closed the book, and the book of "DIO" quickly disappeared in front of Yuru, "Every time I look at it, I understand what kind of person I want to be." ”

“... What kind of?" the rain propped himself up, leaning against the edge of the bed.

yes, what kind of person? Not a good person, she raised the corners of her mouth, looking out at the sea through the window of the cabin.

The original "DIO" can be said to represent "evil". Wanton deception, killing, plundering their benefactors. He knew his "kind" very well, understood what the wicked desired, and extended this 'rule' into his life. His subordinates, even the scum who are despised by the world, have never exposed his important information. Everything he does is for himself, and the only purpose is for himself, to win, and then to dominate.

And in the end, like the most heinous wicked, he was defeated at the hands of the 'braves' who fought against him.

Three generations of "DIO" are unlicensed doctors who wander from country to country and live without a fixed residence. Compared with the original generation DIO, she lacks that kind of "courage", but she never heals anyone for any "good" purpose, adhering to the will of 'saving one person, killing one person', saving people is completely for self-satisfaction and money, enjoying the respect and worship from others, unapologetically belittling the efforts and achievements of others, and treating modern medicine as "garbage".

She ironically died of the virus she had researched - she was not incurable, she left the antidote to the virus in her relics, and wrote a suicide note with her last strength.

The fourth generation of "DIO", the only red-haired traveler he has ever met, gives people the feeling that he is just like the book of DIO, a self-centered traveler who is at peace with what he encounters, spontaneous, and self-centered. He has traveled to many countries, and 'people' are just like pebbles on the side of the road to him, and he wants to break free from the shackles of the Book of DIO and start a full life early. For him, everything is a bondage, whether it is fate, life, people, or society, what he longs for is a vigorous death in a certain event one day.

There is no direct connection between them, and the original "DIO" has not even touched the book of "DIO", perhaps the book is just a product of his "subordinates'" attached to it. None of them live for themselves and work hard for what they want to do, but in Dior's view, all of them are just slaves to fate.

"In the cage called Fate, two slaves of Destiny look out the small window, one staring at the pitch-black earth, the other looking up at the golden star. ”

The girl suddenly said such a sentence, and Yuru, who was not in good spirits, couldn't help but open her eyes, looked at Dior's smiling face, and frowned slightly.

"That's what the book says?"

"Pretty good, right?"

The girl stood up, and she paced at a steady pace as she walked out of the cabin.

"You don't believe in fate, do you?"

"I just believe in myself. ”

Leaving these words, Dior climbed onto the deck.

The sea breeze was still noisy, and the girl tightened the braid of her sideburns, and looked at the old York, who had been at the helm. This old man is not an ordinary person, maybe he is a member of the "Hunter Department" who came to pick up Yuru, she thinks so. She didn't particularly understand the technology of this world, and if there was anything that Yu could hide from her to connect with England, she wouldn't know.

She prefers to believe such a well-founded claim rather than a coincidence.

"What's the matter, little girl, be careful that your body is blown down by the wind. ”

Old York's words are true, such a big ship is bumpy, not to mention her, even twice the weight of the cargo will capsize off the ship.

"How far is it?" she looked at the bow of the ship, and with her eyesight she couldn't see the other side of the sea.

"Hmph, it's probably going to be soon, isn't it? It's impossible for a normal boat to go this far, and those guys won't catch up," Old York snorted, moving his stiff shoulders, "You're going to take the pipe like this, are you going to pay me back?"

"Don't try to get back what you have discarded. ”

Dio took off his beret and let the sea breeze blow. She enjoyed the 'trip' so much that the moment of tranquility was enough to make her forget that she was still on the run. Selectively ignoring the fact that once she is caught up by the Skull and Bones Society, she will have no way to escape, and simply feels this simple 'trip'.

Fate, ideas, bondage, strife, all of this has nothing to do with her, what she wants is a complete life, only for her.

If you are tired of it, you will give up, and if you are not interested, you will not understand. It's too stupid to think of yourself as the 'protagonist', maybe the story of the emperor of the Ming Kingdom is much more exciting than hers.

Give up all kinds of useless things, and then, like the wicked people who only know how to be self-satisfied, trample those who stand in your way, and do what you want to do, just like before.

Thinking so, she exhaled.

"Old man, do you know Mingguo?"

"Ah, that place, I know," said old York, yawned, "it is indeed much better than the declining and dilapidated place of England, thriving, and the most economic, and militarily powerful in the world. It's also in the book, what a powerful Eastern empire... But what does it have to do with us, who span half the world?"

"Nothing, just want to go and see, swim over here or something? I don't know how to swim. ”

"Interesting, actually, what do you want to do?"

"Take that girl away and go on a trip. ”

"Hmph, I won't turn around, England is my grave. ”

So saying, Old York took the shotgun he hung by the rudder, and shouted 'continue' at Dior, ignoring the fire, and threw it at him. Dio easily used the gun and held it in his hand to observe. A 7.62 mm caliber firearm with a little modification, but unfortunately there was no information about this gun in Dior's memory, she looked at Old York, hoping for an explanation.

"In the past, the standard equipment in the army, well, now it's just a shotgun, I didn't bring a few bullets, and there are still four rounds left, right?

As he spoke, Old York pointed his chin towards the stern of the boat, and Dio looked over there, a huge steel beast appeared on the sea level, and several waves of water also extended from there, like an octopus with tentacles stretched out.

"I'm a first-time sniper," Muttered Dior, lying on his stomach and pointing his gun at the speedboats that were speeding towards the 'Queen Bailey'.

Through the optical sight, Dior also saw the icons on the ship.

Like a pirate ship, the flag has a skull and two bones crossed over it, but the flag also has the number '322' written below the skull.

"Shoot as much as you want, it's good weather for sniping. ”

Old York said so, but it was no easy thing to snipe on a rocking ship.

"It's about 800 meters away, and there's no wind, it's a bit harsh for the guy in your hand, but it's not impossible, and it's okay to delay a little time," Old York continued to take the helm without care, "Kill a few is a few." ”

Since that's all said...

Dior exhaled, holding his breath.

The sound of gunfire woke up Yuru in her pretending sleep, and she immediately reacted to the attack, and rolled out of bed as soon as possible. The seasickness medicine seemed to work well, and she could feel that she was still able to move normally. When they came to the deck, they saw that Old York and Dio were both in the stern, and Old York shouted:

"The third one! Tell me the fuck you're the first time you've taken this kind of gun? Lao Tzu doesn't read much, don't you think that you can deceive Lao Tzu in this way! A novice can hit a torpedo on a torpedo boat like this?"

"Shut up, you dead old man! It's not the first time in the future!"

Dior, who shouted like this, pulled the trigger again.

As soon as she fired, Old York raised his speed to the limit, and the hull began to jerk violently again, and a slight explosion was heard, and the roar of the engine and the sound of the waves crashing against the ship were mixed, and the rain grabbed the guardrail and shouted loudly at the two men:

"Is it a skeleton?!What's going on?!"

"It's almost solved, but there's a big problem now!" Old York coughed twice.

"What's the problem?!"

"Old man, can't you hurry up?"

"You can already see land ahead! That's Douglas! Pray we can get to the port before they catch up!"

But this is the sound of an antique engine and an overwhelmed sound.

"We can't outrun each other's cargo ships! Damn, this old antique, give me a good job!"

"Where's the engine room? I'll figure out how to delay you!"

"The cabin is all over the place!"

Yuru hugged the fence and walked cautiously towards the cabin.

"These guys are really troublesome, so I'm just going to swim over and kill everyone on the boat. ”

Dio cleaned up his guns, not knowing if he would be able to do his job properly.

"Don't be stupid, little girl, the banner is a pirate, and there may be people with the same "ability" as you. ”

"I didn't say it earlier, I can't swim. ”

As the two spoke, the ships of the Skull and Bones Society approached.