After the war, things were going on in an orderly manner, during which Harold never appeared again, and it seemed that he had really gone far away, and he did not know where he had gone.

No matter how obvious the advantage is and how unbearable the enemy is, the battle will always be bloodshed and sacrificed, and the entire dragon pirate group has lost more than thirty people in this battle. But no one is intimidated by death, and if they were cowards, they would not choose to venture out at sea. In the eyes of the pirates, the danger is fascinating, and no one complains about the windfall of all kinds of windfall profits at sea, where the pay is proportional to the reward.

The pirates understood this, so when death came, they did not complain in the slightest, but at most said, "Can you get me a bottle of wine for a sip or two?" ”

Drunk to death and dreaming, this is the pirate's sharp attitude to life.

The seven ships of the Dragon Pirate Regiment were parked on the surface of the sea for rearmament, transporting more than 10,000 gold coins to the Sky, Lu Ban led the team to repair the ships, and others were doing the work of cleaning the deck and wiping the blood-stained weapons. Treating the wounded is also an important part of this.

Exhausted, Donk was holding on to the affairs of the ship, but he was actually crumbling. Seba Stephen sent news that a dying pirate wanted to meet Donk.

After hearing this, Tang Ke's heart fluttered, and he pushed away all the miscellaneous things and went straight to the operating room of the Cangtian.

The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, as if it was about to condense into droplets of blood and drip down, ordinary people couldn't stand this smell at all, let alone see the scene in the room.

There are three rows of beds in the boxy room, each of which is covered with a white cloth like a mosquito net. The equipment in the operating room is very simple, only has the basic disinfection and bandaging ability, can only treat minor knife wounds, but can not do anything in the face of the wound caused by lead bullets, at most can only amputate the limb, if it is a bullet in the abdomen, then eighty percent of it has died.

The wounded pirates groaned in bed, and some said that the game was to see who shouted less, and who shouted less proved to be great. These outlaws are all people who refuse to admit defeat, so they hold back their voices alive, otherwise there would have been howls in this room.

In fact, Donk has not been stingy in exchanging medicines, and has been supplying the wounded with holy water that only the Holy See can only have, and the pirates' wounds have recovered twice as quickly, but it is impossible to heal them instantly.

Seba Stephen found Donk, with blood-stained white gloves on his hands, his face calm, but his face covered in sweat. Before the war, it was the pirates who were desperate, and after the war, it was he who was desperate.

"It's the bed, his stomach is cut open, and there's nothing I can do. Go see him. I'm going to have to operate on someone who can be healed. Seba Stephen hurriedly finished speaking, and quickly slipped into a white cloth cover, not having time to say a word to Donktor.

Donk didn't say much, took a deep breath, walked briskly to the bed that the ship's doctor had pointed to, lifted the cloth cover, and saw a miserable pirate lying on the bed.

The pirate's stomach was slanted open, the knife was sharp, and one could not think about what had been wounded inside, blood had stained the sheets, and the body was close to drying.

The pirate lay there silently, and when he saw Donk standing in front of him, he struggled to raise his eyelids, grinned, and said happily: "Captain Donk, it's great that I can see you one last time before I die." ”

Donk nodded, his heart tingling, barely squeezing out a smile, he sat down on the blood-soaked sheets and shook the pirate's hand, he clearly remembered that the pirate's name was Calost and he had recruited during the battle near Snake Cave Island.

"Bring me some wine." Donk shouted, but still looked at Caloster on the bed, who he remembered was a big drinker.

It wasn't long before two bottles of wine were handed over, and the operating room was stocked with alcohol all year round, as more than one wounded pirate needed rum to soothe them.

"Do you want me to help you?" Donk gripped the neck of the bottle, and the man on the bed held out his hand.

"No, don't bother, I'm not at that point yet." Despite the great pain all over his body, he sat up with the support of the strength of his soul, took the wine bottle, and took a sip, ", cheers!" ”

Alcohol poured from Carlister's wounds.

"Cheers." Donk also took a large sip of wine, ignoring the burning of the wine in his stomach, he put down the bottle, "Carloster, I will always remember your name, and your tombstone will stand in my heart." Maybe one night, we can reunite in our dreams and drink and sing again. ”

"It's ...... to be able to follow you That's great. Carlist couldn't hold it anymore, and the bottle fell to the ground with a clatter, the sweet drink mixed with the blood.

"Don't talk if you're too tired," Donk's eyes darkened, hugging the dying Carlist, letting the other party lean on his shoulder, the man's arms were so warm, "Sleep." Sleep well. ”

"Please, Captain Donk, you must become the Pirate King, I want to see that day in hell too......" Calost whispered, his head drooping, a strand of brown hair covering his bloodstained face.

"It's just a pirate king, definitely, it must be shown to you." Donk hugged Caloster tighter, grief and determination written in his eyes.

Tonk accompanies his loyal men through the last moments of his life, and the operating room is filled with the iron-blooded warmth of pirates.

Time passed, the night spread over the sea, and the black water rippled with dense starlight.

The post-war work of the pirate group is coming to an end, and there are already people cooking on fires, and the pirates' stomachs are indeed beating gongs and drums. At the bow of the Sky, One-Eye sat on the guardrail with Donk, and in front of them, schools of fish broke through the surface of the sea, drawing an arc of water droplets.

"Donk, thank you for helping me get my revenge." One-eyed stared at Donk and thanked him sincerely.

Donk waved his hand, not taking One-Eye's thanks to heart, and said, "Otherwise, I'll have to deal with Harold, and we'll just have the same purpose." What's more, Harold is not dead yet, which makes me a little worried that he has become like that, and I am afraid that we can't deal with him with a boatload of people. ”

"No, Harold is dead, if he were Harold, he would fight us to the death, but he chose to wander away. I suspect he may have been completely reduced to a sea monster, and the curse has pushed him to the bottom of the abyss. One-Eye breathed a sigh of relief, "So, in a sense, Harold no longer exists." ”

"That's for the best." Donk nodded.

"Donk." One-Eye was even more solemn.

"Huh?" Donk was puzzled.

One-Eye jumped off the guardrail, faced Donk, tapped his forehead with his thumb, and saluted his subordinates to him.

"From now on, you will be my head of Cam." One-eyed said loudly.

Tang Ke was stunned for a moment, and then showed a happy smile, and One-Eye was able to say this, proving that he had regarded him as the only regimental leader.

In One-Eye's life, Cam has truly become a thing of the past, and now Donk is his true leader!

Donk remembered what Carrost said before he died today, and his heart was full of emotion, he was just trying his best to develop, but this courage was obviously not enough, since he wanted to be a pirate, he should aim at the strongest throne on the sea - the pirate king!

He had just wanted to be a laid-back pirate captain, but because he was pressed by Harold, he mustered up the energy to develop the strength of the pirate group. But now, he found that he carried too many people's expectations, and his subordinates were all ambitious guys, if he couldn't become the strongest at sea, those subordinates who had been sleeping at the bottom of the sea for a long time would definitely die.

With so many people behind you, it would be a shame to be still timid.

Donk is determined to do his best to grow the dragon pirate group, no matter what the cost.