Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, it is dusk. Pen~Fun~Pavilion www.biquge.info Mihawk went to bed two hours ago. It was Bit who carried him back into the house.

This night, Bit decided to give Mihawk a good rest. Mihawk was so tired this day.

Bit found that he had overlooked one problem – the problem of recovery. Mihawk's resilience is not as good as Bit imagined.

"If only Nuss were here." Bit did sigh in front of the campfire. In fact, he is very concerned and optimistic about Mihawk.

"I don't know how their adventure went......" Bit lay down on the ground, admiring the afterglow of the setting sun and the fiery clouds on the horizon.

"Looks like it's going to be a good day tomorrow!" After the sun had completely lowered to the ground, Bit flipped up from the ground. He's going to get dinner ready.

Only then will Bit think of Cook. When Cook wasn't on the boat, the meals were cooked by a few of them in turns.

But it's been a long time since Cook got on board that he hasn't touched a kitchenware. This time it's time to cook again......

Dinner was still grilled fish. Bit and Roger eat a giant offshore king. Mihawk didn't think so much about training in a hurry at noon, but now that he calmed down and thought about it, Bit began to admire Cook.

You must know that the people on the ship eat more than the other. He Bit, Roger, Reilly, Akin, and a Schalke before, all of them can eat at least half of the King of the Offshore Sea.

But none of them said they weren't full when they were on board! Cook is such a competent chef!

After dinner, Bit went back to his room. Carpenter had him in the house when he built it, and it would not be appropriate for him not to be in the house all night.

Besides, he didn't sleep all day. Although he is not sleepy now, and it is not difficult to fight for a night, there is no need for it.

After all, this is the Western Sea, not a great shipping route. And there's no threat on an island like O'Hara.

Besides, his keen sense as a swordsman was not blown. If someone with malicious intent approached him, wouldn't he be able to find out?

Bit didn't actually sleep long. At about twelve o'clock in the night he got up again. It's not that Bit can't sleep, he wakes up naturally.

Mount O'Hara isn't much, and it's not too high. Not even half the height of Ah Jin, who turned into a giant ape, is the height of the giant Ah Jin who is sitting.

Bit got a bottle of wine. Roger has a bit and a Reilly on the ship, and the two of them can always get drinks for some reason.

Actually, this was moved off the ship by the bit in advance. He didn't even take any food, and he left some wine when the ship went out to sea.

Bit was half-leaning on a small dirt slope, leaning against a large tree, looking at the moon in the sky. The moon is bright and the stars are inexplicably scarce on night. This night is no exception.

Bit feels the passage of time in the moonlight. In the blink of an eye, the adventure on the great voyage is already halfway through. In a blink of an eye, there was one less partner.

In the silence of the night, Bit's sights and hearings expanded unscrupulously. The bit senses the life within the range of his domineering vision:

He felt Roger and Mihawk sleeping groggily, owls looking around in the trees, house dogs sleeping in front of the townspeople's houses, and O'Hara's scholars studying something in the basement of the Tree of All-Knowing......

The difference between a swordsman and an ordinary physical arts practitioner is not just physical fitness and tricks. The comprehension of swordsmanship is also very important.

A swordsman who is not domineering, as long as the realm is reached, he can still cut steel. But there are few physical cultivators who can't be domineering who can directly interrupt steel with their strength.

That's right, just because there is little doesn't mean there isn't. But the difference between the two is quite large. The swordsman who cuts through steel doesn't rely on brute force. Rather, it is a realm of a sword that is difficult to express in words.

It's been so long to be out at sea. The number one opponent defeated by the bit was pitiful. That CP9 Carter in Alabastan counts as one, and Admiral Bigst counts as one.

As for the Bista under Whitebeard, it can only be counted as half. The current Bista only has the rudiments of a strong man. He himself doesn't have anything to take seriously about it now.

"The powerhouses in the new world, I'm really looking forward to it!" Bit looked at the moon in the sky, and the focus in his eyes gradually spread.

Bit drank all the drinks he had taken down from the ship in one night. Well, accidentally drank too much.

So the wayward Bit went back to the house in the morning and went to sleep. Now Mihawk's condition is not suitable for continuing training, so he did not call Mihawk to get up.

Whether it's training or practice; One piece and one relaxation is the right way! When Mihawk sleeps and wakes up naturally, he will naturally return to the level where he can train.

Bit missed an opportunity to watch the sunrise over the sea in the West Sea. They are on the west coast, and they can't see the sunset over the sea, so they can naturally watch the sunrise over the sea.

However, Bit went back to his room to sleep before sunrise. But there's nothing to regret about that. Anyway, it's going to be a long time coming!

A swordsman's instincts are not blown. Bit dares to sleep like this, and naturally he has the confidence to do so.

In his sleep, Bit sensed someone approaching. This breath ...... It's familiar, and it's not strong at all.

Even if he had just woken up under the influence of this close breath, Bit suddenly guessed the identity of the person who came.

Bit, who had his eyes closed on the bed, pursed his lips slightly. Apparently the visitor didn't notice that he had woken up, and he intended to scare the visitor.

Bit lay on the bed, quietly listening to the movements of the visitors. Well, it seems that the person who came was thinking about the reason why he was sleeping.

The visitor is approaching the bit little by little, and his movements are cautious. There was hardly the slightest sound of footsteps.

Bit quietly felt the location of the visitor, and when the arrival was still five steps away from him, Bit turned over and got out of bed directly, and shouted at the front: "Ha! ”

Sure enough, the one who sneaked over was Robin. She sat on the ground with a frightened butt from Bit. Robin's mouth choked.

The corners of Bit's mouth twitched a little. He guessed it was little Robin. But he didn't expect little Robin to be so frightened.

Bit walked over and picked up little Robin. He lifted Robin above his head and then lowered Robin down again. That's right, it's to lift high.

After a few successions, Bit heard Robin's laughter. Bit turned and hugged Robin back to bed. No way, no matter how good Carpenter is, he can't get all the furniture in the house in an afternoon. It would be nice to have a bed.

Bit put Robin on his lap. He looked at little Robin and asked, "Why did you come here so early?" ”

Robin tilted his head to look at Bit. She blinked. "Is it early now? I came here after breakfast and washed the plates, floors, and clothes. ”

Bit frowned imperceptibly. As soon as he got up, he paid attention to the sky, almost eight o'clock and less than nine o'clock.

However, it was so early in the morning, little Robin had already finished breakfast, brushed the dishes, wiped the floor, and washed the clothes.

"Looks like I'm going to have a good talk with little Robin's uncle and aunt!" Bit rubbed Robin's head, and an extremely vague murderous aura crossed his eyes.