Chapter 5: Past and Present Lives

Banquets in carriages littered with corpses.

Heiko had thought it was just a casual joke by Vito.

But he never imagined that this scene would really happen in front of him after that, and he was also a participant in this absurd scene.

The dim light barely confined the night to the window, and the ground was full of blood and brains, which was disgusting.

And this group of self-proclaimed thieves drank and ate meat by the bubbling barbecue stove, and talked cheerfully and lively, without any influence in the slightest.

Heiko sat down in the seat he had been rewarded with trepidation, dipping his ass in a small half.

He knew that even if he became a so-called partner, he would be an outsider after all, so he didn't rush to take the initiative to seek to integrate into the group, and after calming down, he just kept stuffing his head and pouring wine into his mouth.

How interesting life's encounters are, the ups and downs are often just a thought.

Sitting in the familiar leather seat, drinking the wine he had brought from Marinfando, Heiko recalled the high spirits he had taken to his post with his attendant a few hours earlier, and then smelled the faint smell of blood wafting in the carriage at this moment, and for a moment he was in a trance.

He didn't dare to show any caution, and soon came back to his senses, bowing his head and pouring wine to hide his emotions.

And at this moment, he noticed that Vito, who was sitting opposite, didn't move his knife and fork much, just silently smoked a cigarette, staring sideways at the darkness outside the window.

This man ...... What are you thinking about now?

……

Vito naturally noticed Heiko's gaze as well.

He didn't look back, still staring at the sea in the darkness of the night.

The rain had stopped, the tide was surging, and the sound of the waves crashing through the glass windows was constantly coming to my ears.

Just like the scene in the dream in the mountains.

"Sixteen years."

Vitomo clutched the old lighter in his hand, and after a long silence, he muttered to himself in a voice that only he could hear, "I've finally taken this step......

Sixteen.

The meaning of this number is clear only to Vito himself in this world.

He is twenty-six years old this year, but in fact, he has only been in this world for sixteen years, and the previous ten years of life belonged to the original owner of this body, a sickly and thin boy.

That's the real Corleone Vito, and he, before the soul pierces here and takes over this body, is a man from Earth named Leon.

It was a world where the social order had completely collapsed after the cataclysm, and countless mutated monsters were rampant on the ground, narrowly escaping the first wave of catastrophe, and the remaining humans could only hide in many shelter cities scattered underground, struggling to survive in a harsh environment.

When the catastrophe occurred, Li Ang was still in infancy, his parents died at the hands of monsters, he grew up in an orphanage, and was later trained by the large organization that controlled the new order, and many times in the hunt for monsters, gradually became the most powerful warrior in the dungeon.

It stands to reason that under this new order that relies heavily on personal force, he, as the strongest, is fully qualified to fight for control of the dungeon, and as for the anti-guest, it is not difficult to take over the organization that cultivated him.

However.

Li Ang is indifferent by nature, and he only focuses on practicing martial arts all day long, and he doesn't even care if he knows that he has become a pawn for the big men to compete for power.

In his opinion, it is better to go on a mission and hunt a few more monsters that are wreaking havoc on the surface of the earth to comfort the souls of the dead in the sky of his parents.

It's a pity that the tree wants to be quiet and the wind doesn't stop, and Li Ang, who has not expressed his stance for a long time, has aroused the jealousy of all those in power in the end.

It just so happened that the underground stronghold was attacked by a large number of monsters, and in a precarious situation, Li Ang volunteered to choose to break the queen, and the big men in power promised to leave transportation and reinforcements to respond, but when Li Ang finally completed the task of breaking off and arrived at the agreed place with difficulty, he was desperate to find that he was completely abandoned in the lonely city.

On that day, Leon, who was exhausted in battle, died under the siege of monsters like a tide.

When he opened his eyes and woke up, he had become a ten-year-old boy, reborn as Corleone Vito.

Everything around him was so strange, Leon never imagined that his life would end in such an ironic way, and so absurdly brought him to a comic world that he once regarded as virtual.

Yes, the comic world.

The days of the apocalyptic orphanage were boring and difficult, and as a child, he relied on a few comic books that survived before the disaster, so after figuring out his situation, he quickly matched the world he was in with one of the manga called "One Piece".

This was unfortunate, because the comics were read so old that Leon did not remember the details of them clearly.

And because the comic book was not finished when the cataclysm broke out, the author of the island country died in the mouth of the monster, and the ending of the whole story has become an eternal unsolved mystery.

In other words, the vague memories in his mind only let him know what kind of world he had come in, and the advantage of foresight did not exist for Vito at all.

Fortunately, Lady Luck made up for him elsewhere.

Li Ang, who had not experienced family affection in his previous life, had a father who had a son in his later years in this life, although this father had no prospects, and he had lived in the deep mountains and old forests all his life, and was a bandit leader with no future, but he loved and cared for Vito, the only son, to the bones.

Excessive spoiling, so that the little boy in Vito's predecessor was arrogant and stubborn, he couldn't hold back at the top of the mountain, and secretly hid from his father to go down the mountain to play alone, but he accidentally drowned, and finally died on the edge of the riverbank, and was picked up by Leon who came through the soul.

"Heh......"

Recalling that when he had just dragged his wet body back to the cottage, the anxious father's appearance of kneeling and crying with joy, Vito shook his head with a smile, and looked out the window in the night eyes, and couldn't help but have a touch of nostalgia.

When he first came to this world, he never imagined that he would be able to get the father-son warmth he dreamed of in his previous life, and he enjoyed it for more than ten years.

even completely changed his personality by the experience of dying in his previous life, which led to his incomparable desire for power, and delayed his original plan to go to sea, until he accompanied the old man to die of illness on the bed, and finally walked out of the deep mountain.

"Old Ron......"

He withdrew his gaze from the window, staring at the familiar lighter in the open palm, which was the last thing the old man handed him before he died.

"You said you, obviously more than ten years ago, I wish I had been in the mountains all my life and didn't go out, why did you put this thing in my hands when you were dying?"

The orange light reflected on his handsome face, and between the shadows, there was no expression in the exposed half of his face.

"Sure enough, I didn't hide your eyes, knowing that I took advantage of the past few years when you were sick in bed to unify the bandit forces in the entire east, and I was wanted by the world government and offered a reward, so I can't hide in the mountains all the time, right?"

"In the end, I kept my mouth stubborn, saying that the great cause of the mountain family cannot be lost, if I really can't get mixed up, then take this broken lighter of yours and go to the Navy Headquarters to join an old friend of yours."

"You guy, it's really not as simple as a bandit leader, you should have been hiding from something, so you entered the deep mountains and old forests, and you don't want me to contact the outside world, right?"

"What are you kidding?"

Vito took one last look at the lighter, slipped it back into his pocket, and looked through the night to the distant skyline, "Running to people is never something I can do. ”

In contrast, it is better to complete your own small goals first and become a naval marshal first.

When the time comes, I will check what happened back then, so that you, a stubborn old man, have not stepped out of the Red Earth Continent until you die.