"Don't worry." The blonde youth looked up, and it was really the face that Dino was familiar with. He withdrew the arm that was placed on Yuri's shoulder, and stood firm on his own.

"Ladies and gentlemen," the blonde young man standing in the center of the deck stood tall and tall, his eyes solemn and gentle, and if it weren't for the slight paleness of his face, no one could have imagined what kind of fierce battle he had just experienced, "the situation here...... I've got it all. When such an intolerable thing happens, no matter who it is, there will be an avenger stationed in their hearts. But rather than being carried away by hatred and blinded by pain, the more difficult the situation is now, the more we must calm down, and not let the pain dominate our brains and allow things to go to the enemy's premeditated ......"

Yuri, who was standing not far away, sighed silently, took a step back without a trace, and whispered to the white figure who was obscured by everyone.

"To be honest, I'm a little worried...... This was the first time I had seen Giotto look so weak. ”

"I didn't expect him to hurt like this...... No one would have thought that the 'people of the north' would take such a small child as bait. Sexually, even if you see through it, you will do that...... No, it should be said, he had already seen that something was wrong. The man who spoke to Yuri frowned, "With Giotto's acumen and instincts, after all...... He shouldn't have been fooled by that clever lie. ”

"You're right," Yuri said, staring at the handsome back in front of him, unconsciously flicking the red mask around his waist, "It seems that the 'Doge' in Gaul has really studied Giotto's weaknesses very thoroughly. ”

"Whether it's a weakness or a strength, it's impossible to say yet." The white-clothed young man who was standing in the shadows smiled abruptly, his long narrow fingers against the edge of the black hat, and the other hand stroked the bat fan, pushing the fan away a little, "If Giotto wasn't such a person, perhaps, we wouldn't be standing here now, right?" ”

Yuri also hooked her lips, and her short brown hair hung down obediently on both sides of her cheeks, which made her eyes dark and bright.

Dino didn't have time to pay attention to this dazzling smile that suddenly bloomed at the moment, he stared at the young man in white who showed his true face from the shadows, and his heart set off a turbulent wave.

- Takeshi Yamamoto?!!

No, that's not right...... can appear in this era, or stand beside Pengley's first generation in such a dress, there should be only that person-

Asari Yuyue, the guardian of the rain of Penglie's first generation.

So...... Who is this Yuri?

Dino turned his gaze back to the place where he came, and carefully recalled the attitudes of the crowd, and felt that this young man named Yuli should not be a little person without a name. However, in the information circulating among Mafia, there is no mention of this man...... If Penglie deliberately hid the information and deliberately hid the existence of such a person, then does he need to blindfold himself at this moment and force himself not to look at this 'history'?

Dino couldn't help but smile wryly. Based on Mafia's "Alliance ** Protection Regulations", as the boss of the alliance family, he should avoid Penglie's sensitive secrets...... In fact, prying into the memories of others is itself a violation of morality, and although this qiē is not his original intention, it is not justified after all.

However, the terrible thing is that even if he closes his eyes and covers his ears, these images are still like an all-pervasive stream of water, which he "sees" and "hears", and plays in his mind in a clearer pixel disorder.

"Although the poison on your body has been suppressed temporarily, it has not been completely cleared, and it is not suitable for fierce battles." Yuri blocked Giotto's path, as if the black pupils that had absorbed all the light showed uncompromising indifference, "Do you think that being cut by a high-purified □□ is the same as being bitten by an ant?" ”

"If you don't want to bleed to the point of shock and death, just go back to me."

Giotto stopped on the side of the wedge-shaped pole, and looked at the pure black pupils from a slightly higher perspective than Yuri. He saw the persistence in those eyes, and at the same time let Yuri see the helplessness in his eyes.

"You, I don't have a choice."

"The 'people from the north' don't really want to make peace with us, they're demonstrating to me."

"If we don't make them jealous, maybe in a few days, the tragedy on this ship will happen again, and even repeat it endlessly."

"So, I have to go."

A line of seagulls flapped their wings and landed on the top bar of the ship's mast.

Before they could stabilize their figures, they were scattered by a loud shock.

A slender leg swept sharply towards Giotto's underplate, but Giotto dodged sideways and kicked it at the submast behind him.

The wooden mast snapped in response to the sound and was grabbed by the owner of the leg before it fell.

However, the attack did not stop.

His master took the opportunity to move forward, and his long legs bent in the air, and the knee that had accumulated most of his strength pressed precisely against Giotto's abdomen, forcing him to bend down and press against the railing of the outer mast, half of his body suspended in the air.

"What is the fear of a leader who is seriously injured and dying, and has almost lost most of his combat effectiveness?" It wasn't until the birdsong in his ears stopped that Yuri slowly spoke, with a hint of nonchalant ridicule, "Isn't it enough that even I can subdue you so easily?" ”

“…… I didn't expect you to be serious. This awkward gesture did not seem to change the color of the young leader of the Pengley Self-Defense Regiment, who allowed the brown-haired youth to confine himself, cutting his hands behind his back, but as if chatting, a bright smile appeared on the corners of his lips, "It's not the right way to treat a wounded man so roughly, Captain Yuli." ”

"Oh? So how about dropping it down from here, I don't think you mind that you think of you as an invulnerable superman, Mr. Penglie. Want to fly once and try it? ”

“…… No. Please be gentle with me. Even without looking back, Giotto could imagine the grim look of the man behind him, "This position is a bit tiring, can I raise my head for a while?" ”

"Nope."

“…… Actually, I felt like I was about to relapse from my old illness. ”

"It's just right to relapse, G is waiting for you to pass out so that you can trap you in bed with a chain, and now I'm probably studying the strength of the chain."

"My ......"

"I have a needle, do I want to prick it for you?"

Giotto, who failed to show weakness in the "......", took off his relaxed posture of not resisting, and the orange-red fire on his forehead disappeared in a blink of an eye, and he couldn't see how he did it in a flash, and when the red light disappeared, he had broken free from Yuri's shackles, and held Yuli's shoulder from behind.

"You, these are troubled times," he whispered in a cautious tone he had never heard before, leaning into the ear of the brown-haired young man, "neither of us has the right to decide 'yes' or 'no' according to our own wishes. ”

"Even if we know that the road ahead leads to death, sometimes we can only move forward."

The heat that spilled on the ears was blown away by the wind, and what remained was the cold that had faded away.

But before Yuri was completely enveloped by the cold, the warmth that had never been scorching appeared on his side again.

"Besides, I won't be so easily killed by them," a low laugh accompanied by a heavy slam of his right hand on his head, "my fellow, are you underestimating me?" ”

"But if I to—"

"Excellent!" Giotto swept away all smiles and turned around on his shoulder, his golden-red eyes filled with solemnity and seriousness, "I don't agree. You are my companion, my best friend, my comrade-in-arms, not a stand-in. And I, Giotto Vongola, never needed anyone to take the risk for me. ”

"But that's what minimizes the risk. If they see a leader of Penglie intact and in his prime......"

"I don't agree."

"Isn't the 'Penglie Chief', who has never been injured from beginning to end, more suspicious of those guys than to negotiate with injuries, and makes them more afraid of it, and dare not mess around in this sea area again?"

"Even so—"

"Giotto," Yuri interrupted Giotto, re-tying the broken mast, "what would happen if I knocked you out and threw you into the pod against your will?" ”

“…… I'll be angry. ”

"In that case...... "Yuri tied the knot on the stake, tilting his head towards Giotto's long, narrow starry eyes, "then go get angry." ”