At the same time, another sea area around Alabastan.

Cavendish Cavendish, once the captain of the handsome Pirates and now the lost dog, sails alone on the surface of the seas in a small boat.

The current Cavendish is different from the genius and beautiful man who was sought after by countless women, his exquisite clothes have long been shattered into rags in the battles, and the dried blood and sweat are mixed together and stick to his body to exud a stench that makes people retreat.

If it was the white horse Cavendish before, he would never tolerate himself falling into such a deplorable and indecent state;

But now he is just a loser who has lost everything on the great course, and he can't even keep his best friends in life, and how can he pay attention to his appearance as much as he used to.

"Moonlight Moria..."

The eyes of this blonde young man who had not yet healed showed a sense of weakness, and his handsome cheeks stained with blood looked a little delicate at this moment.

But soon, Cavendish clenched the famous sword Durandel in his hand again, and the pride of genius and the grief of losing his best friend rekindled the flame of anger in his eyes:

"I'm going to beat him!!"

Cavendis's pirate journey had only just begun, and most of his crew were sailors recruited to help him sail with wages, not true companions.

Those employees who have no feelings are broken, and Cavendish can still accept such a loss.

But what really hurt him and couldn't accept it was Cavendish who fell into the hands of Moriah's best friend: the horse Farulu.

Since childhood, this horse has been accompanied by the beautiful man Cavendish in countless splendors and glory.

Cavendish is known as the "White Horse", hence this.

For the sake of his best friend, Faruru, he could not give up fighting no matter what.

With this belief, Cavendish has challenged Moonlight Moria again and again in the past half a month, and even if he has been defeated repeatedly, he has not given up the pursuit of this king's Seven Martial Seas.

The same is true now.

Cavendish only recovered his strength slightly, and he couldn't wait to speed up the ship and chase in the direction where Moria had disappeared.

He used the common paddling method of a swordsman's solo voyage, and used his saber Durandal as wood pulp, to row at an astonishing speed on the sea.

But the chopping boat came to a halt, for Cavendish saw a shipwrecked old man in the distance:

The old man, with a white beard and a white beard, was lying on the surface of the water "with his body weak" on his back, carrying a package for water discharge and a long knife whose shape could not be seen clearly.

An old man is floating on the sea like this, and nine times out of ten he has been shipwrecked.

Cavendish stopped paddling in his hand, and looked at the old man with a look of hesitation.

Because of something similar, Cavendish had already encountered it half a month ago:

At that time, he rescued a tall fat man from the sea, and then he was killed by the black-hearted fat man and became a lost dog.

And now he has met a sturdy old man in the sea...

Cavendish hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and didn't look at him, wanting to sail away.

But the speed of the small boat was no longer as fast as before, and Cavendish paddle movements were imperceptibly stagnant in the tangled.

"Alas!"

Cavendish let out a long sigh, and finally turned the bow of the ship towards the old man, who seemed to be in distress.

When he really got close to the old man, Cavendish was a little stunned:

The old man seemed to be completely unaware of the danger of floating alone on the sea, and fell asleep peacefully on the water, and there was even a large bubble on the bridge of his nose that contracted and expanded as he breathed.

Cavendish was stunned for a moment, then stretched out his hand to save the old man in distress to his ship.

Before his hand touched the old man's body, the old man who was sleeping at sea woke up suddenly.

The moment the old man opened his eyes, the terrifying look that unintentionally revealed in his eyes shook Cavendish and sent chills down his spine.

But just in a blink of an eye, the old man had no trace of momentum, as if that glance just now was just an illusion.

Cavendish is a handsome knight on the outside, but he is a pirate by nature, so he never speaks like a nobleman:

"Are you alright, old man?"

"Huh?"

The old man floating in the sea stretched his waist, and there was no sign of panic on his face:

"It's fine."

"I just came from Twin Heads, and I'm a little tired from swimming all day."

"Huh?"

Cavendish was slightly stunned, and said with some amusement:

"Old man, are you soaked in the water!"

"The Twin Capes are the entrance to the Great Passage, do you know how far away it is?"

"How fast do you have to swim to Alabastan in a day? Don't laugh! ”

"Hahaha..."

The old man just laughed freely twice, and did not excuse himself.

But he did swim from the Twin Capes, and it only took a day.

After escorting his old friend Kurokas and missing man Brooke all the way to the Twin Capes, he swam up again.

"Come on!"

Cavendish beckoned to the old man: "Anyway, it's not far, I'll send you to the shore by boat." ”

“......”

The old man glanced at Cavendish with some amusement, and boarded his boat with great interest.

"Young people..."

The old man looked at Cavendis's dejected appearance and the wounds all over his body, and couldn't help but ask with some curiosity, "It seems that your situation is not very good!" ”

"Cut!"

Cavendish glanced at the old man disdainfully and said, "You are already floating on the sea, and you are still in the mood to care about others?" ”

"Haha..."

The old man chuckled lightly twice, but said, "Didn't you also come here to care about me?" ”

"Ugh..."

Cavendish was covered with a dark shadow in his deep eyes, and he couldn't help but sigh:

"It's because I'm so nosy that I'm here to get to this point."

"Oh?"

The old man's eyes showed a little interest, but he just motioned for Cavendish to continue.

There seemed to be a special magic in this deep gaze, and Cavendish unconsciously confided in his experiences in the past half a month:

"So, so, so, so."

"Moonlight Moria?"

The old man was slightly surprised, but muttered to himself: "I didn't expect him to dare to be so rampant..."

"He didn't go crazy for long... I'm going to beat him! ”

After telling his story, Cavendis's eyes had already ignited a raging fire again, and even his creamy face became resolute.

"What a spirit!"

The old man praised lightly, and then took out a tin flask from the package, and took a sip of the liquor before saying:

"But..."

"I can help you if you need it."

"You?"

Cavendish was slightly surprised: "That's the Seven Martial Seas of His Majesty, you don't want an old man in distress..."

Before he could finish his words, his shocked eyes were nailed to the black knife that the old man was carrying.

"This—Is this the long-lost black knife autumn water?"

Cavendish asked, pointing to the knife, in surprise.

"That's right, this is Black Knife Qiushui."

The old man casually picked up the famous big fast knife, and said with a chuckle:

"But it's not my saber."

"Actually, I'm here to give it away."

"My old friend owes a great man a lot of favors, and this sword happened to be given to that sword hero as a gift."

"This..."

Cavendish became more and more stunned, and couldn't even speak:

Such a precious black knife autumn water, the old man in front of him actually said that he would give it away.

Thinking about the "joke" he said earlier about "swimming from the Twin Capes for a day to get here", Cavendish felt even more numb.

"Y-Who are you...?"

Cavendish unconsciously used an honorific at the old man in front of him.

"Speaking of which, I'm afraid there is still part of the reason why you met Moonlight Moria..."

The old man sighed slightly, and said a terrifying fact in a flat tone:

"I'm Silbaz Reilly, and you've probably heard my name."

“......”

Cavendish had become a wooden man.

"Hades senior!"

After a long pause, Cavendish fell down in front of Reilly with tears in his eyes:

"Please help me save my best friend!"

The sound was heart-rending, like a broken liver and intestines.

Reilly admired this kind of excellent young man who cherished his companions, and he said, "I will do my best." ”

And Cavendish, who insisted on this in the midst of successive setbacks, seemed to have found a place to vent, but clenched his fists and continued to cry:

"I grew up watching him grow up like a biological brother!"

"That kid is only ten years old this year, and he fell into the hands of scum like Moonlight Moria..."

"Only ten years old?"

Reilly frowned tightly, and there seemed to be a little more murderous intent in his tone:

"This moonlight Moria, has she been so mad that she can't even let go of her children?"

"This..."

Reilly's eyes, which had been disguised as a kind old man, finally burst out with terrifying power, so sharp that Cavendish did not dare to look at him:

"Don't worry, he's going to die this time."