A large luxury boat that braves the wind and waves, and the cabin is in an open dining room.

Because of the high ticket price, most of the people who came and went were either rich or expensive, and the violin played a brisk tune, and some gentlemen and ladies danced in the middle of the hall.

Zoren sat on the soft sofa by the window, crossed his legs, sipping a glass of red wine, while watching the luxurious life of the daily drunken fans of the upper class.

The chaos brought about by the era of the pirates seems to be just destroying the lower class civilians too much, and compared to the rich and powerful upper class people, nobles, royal families, and even the Celestial Dragons, they are still independent of the outside with a noble attitude.

Smelling through the bloody smell of the devil's training camp and prison, the air was filled with a faint smell of perfume, which made him frown uncomfortably.

"Sir, would you like a drink?"

The girl dressed in fancy clothes walked over with a wine glass, but before she could get close to the sofa seat, she was stopped by Amen, who was standing next to her.

Amen completely wore the tone of a bodyguard, and said coldly, "I'm sorry, the young master doesn't like to be disturbed. ”

"Okay then."

Looking at the tall and sturdy Amen in fear, the delicate girl nodded gloomily and hurriedly turned to leave.

After the person walked away, Amen glanced at Zorren and said in a low voice, "Zorren, it's already the third." ”

"It's just fishing for Kaizi, don't bother." Zoren shook his head with an unchanged face.

He was originally handsome and handsome, with a slender and perfect figure, and a shallow and imperceptible cross scar on his chin, without a fierce aura, but a little more attractive.

Coupled with the fact that he is now wearing expensive suits and leather shoes, the dress of an aristocratic gentleman has attracted the attention and accosting of many women even if he is sitting in a corner of the restaurant.

The Devil's Training Camp's camouflage etiquette course is perfectly used for this.

"Why don't you be the young master next time, and I will be the bodyguard?" Zoren suggested softly.

"That's it." Amen shook his head first, patted his strong muscles, and said helplessly, "With my physique, it's too difficult to pretend to be a nobleman." ”

As he said this, he looked at a few pot-bellied nobles not far from the restaurant.

"And I'm not very good at interacting with people." Amenmune said, the words are inadvertently always a little intermittent cassette feeling.

"Well, none of this matters, what matters is strength." Zoren looked at him seriously and said, "You have only mastered iron and shaving, this is far from enough, master the other six styles as soon as possible." Combined with your fruit ability, we will have a very big advantage in battle. ”

"I see." Amen nodded.

Zorren was satisfied, and he was very satisfied with the assistant colleague that Russ had found.

Codename 'Amen', formerly known as Bruno, is more than thirteen years old with him, honest and straightforward, but calm and sophisticated.

The strength is not very outstanding, the basic Dao strength value is only in the early five hundreds, and the sixth style has only mastered the defensive two-style physical skills, but what is valued by Russ and Zorren is the superhuman gate fruit he has eaten.

After Zolren and Amen had finished their meal, they had to head back to the cabin room.

Suddenly, from the direction of the bar's front desk, there was a female voice that made Zoren feel familiar.

"Huh?!" Zoren looked over there, and when he saw the person who appeared at the front desk of the bar, he was slightly stunned and showed a surprised expression.

"What's wrong?" Noticing the abnormality of Zorren's face, Amen looked over there in surprise and asked, "That woman, is there a problem?" ”

"No, I can only say that I have seen it." Zoren hesitated for a moment, then said to Amen, "You go back first, I'll meet her for a while." ”

"Okay, be careful yourself."

Amen did not refuse, and after a few months of tempering, he was also very convinced of Zoren's strong strength.

"How could she be here?"

Ignoring the barrage that had already stirred up, Zoren pondered for a moment, smoothed his tie, and walked to the front desk of the restaurant.

He leaned over to the girl in the beige sun hat, who had not yet noticed the uninvited guest, and was hesitantly picking out the liquor on the list.

Looking at the beautiful and flawless side face in front of him, and more certain of her identity, Zoren snapped his fingers and said, "Give her a glass of lemon, and in addition, I will have another glass of flaming red wine." ”

"Huh?"

The girl in the sun hat looked sideways in surprise, and when she saw Zoren, her blue eyes were stunned for a moment, and her pink little mouth opened in horror, "You, why are you here?!" ”

"Why can't I be here?" The corners of Zoren's mouth curled up slightly, and he picked up the wine glass handed over by the bartender, looked at the girl's face and chuckled, "Goodbye, Nicole. Robin. ”

On the sofa dining chair in the corner of the dining room.

Zoren sat on the sofa with Erlang's legs crossed, and Robin opposite him sat elegantly, wearing a violet undertone over-the-knee dress with matching temperament, and a big sun hat covering black hair and half of his face, an absolute beauty embryo.

I really didn't expect that since the short encounter of the East China Sea passenger ship, after more than half a year, two people with different identities met again in the West Sea, which is separated by a large sea area, and here in the luxury tourist ship restaurant.

I don't know if it's fate or providence.

"What's the matter, I'm going to leave if it's okay." Holding a straw in his hand and stirring the lemon slices in the cup, Robin pretended to be cold to hide his nervousness, his eyes wandering around the outside of the restaurant, not daring to make eye contact with Zorren.

For some reason, she was always keenly aware of the beastly oppression in Zorren's body, and this uneasy feeling had intensified since her identity was revealed last time.

"Why, the four seas are so big, it's not a big deal to meet again in this small restaurant, and I want you to have a drink."

Zoren smiled, got up with his glass, and sat down unceremoniously on the same couch next to Robin, his arm resting affectionately on her soft shoulder.

"You." Robin glared at him angrily, and all coping ideas were suddenly gone.

Keeping the pace of the conversation in hand, Zoren chuckled, "After that, I checked your information—"

"Nicole. Robin, born on the archaeological island of 'O'Hara' in the West Sea [destroyed by the World Government's Demon Slaying Order for his research on demons], is a Devil Fruit with the ability of Flowery Fruit, five or six years ago, when he was only eight years old, he destroyed several excellent warships, known as the 'Devil's Son', and the Navy offered a bounty of 80 million Bailey. ”

Listening to the detailed information about himself, Robin's blue eyes widened, his body couldn't help trembling, and his face turned a little pale.

Her hands clenched uneasily, she bit her lower lip and asked, "Who are you, and what are you going to do?" ”

"Next, it's not about what I want to do, it's about how you're going to do it."

Zoren chuckled, picked up Robin's straw instead, and poked the lemon slices in her cup with a slight force.

"You've been generalized, Robin."