In the forest to the east, a little girl ran desperately, carrying a heavy package on her thin shoulders, and her little face sweated like rain, like a frightened fawn.

Thump!

The little girl was unaware for a moment and tripped over a stone under her feet. The package on his shoulder fell aside, and the contents were scattered all over the ground, turning out to be a heavy book.

Little Robin ran away, and when she returned to her room, she took all her belongings, books borrowed from the library, and used the power of Devil Fruits to climb down the window on the second floor.

Leaving the residence where she had lived for six years in a panic, little Robin, who was afraid of being caught by the devil, kept running, perhaps subconsciously, and she unconsciously came to the forest where she often reads.

Little Robin clutched his ankle with his little hands, tears rolling in his eyes.

She was homeless, and although she hated her uncle and aunt, she never considered them relatives. But at least there is a place to live. Now she didn't know where to go, and there was no place for the great O'Hara.

"Mom!"

Little Robin's tears were left unconsciously, how she wished she had a warm family, a place that didn't need to be big, and could shelter from the wind and rain.

Little Robin, who had been crying for a while, suddenly saw smoke billowing from the sky, which was exactly the direction she had just left.

"That's ......"

Little Robin's eyes widened, and a terrifying thought rose in her heart, and she hurriedly picked up the book on the ground and rewrapped it. It was decided to go to the institute in O'Hara to find scholars.

She understands that she alone cannot leave this island, and she cannot leave this island. Now everyone thinks of her as a monster, and her uncle and aunt are even going to sell her.

The demon who had his eye on her. I'm afraid I'm looking for her everywhere, and for now she's hiding in the library. Scholars who turned to O'Hara for help.

Little Robin packed up her package and tied it back to her body. Standing up with the pain in his ankle.

There was a breeze in the forest, and a few wisps of green silk in little Robin's ears brushed her cheeks, and she stood motionless, her pupils out of focus.

A black-haired young man stood opposite little Robin, a black sheath hanging from his waist, and the glow of his golden coat floated. A black cat crouched on his shoulder, its big green eyes a gentle color.

"Little Miss, this is not good! I didn't want to find a cage to keep you in, but you left. Isn't three million Berry in vain? ”

Madara clasped his hands around him, as if he had forgotten that he had burned the suitcase full of Bailey.

In the evening, a wisp of green smoke rises from the depths of the forest.

There were three wooden piers beside the bonfire, on which three figures sit.

A handsome young man, a black cat, and a cute little girl. A strange combination that stands out in the silence of the forest.

The young man was dressed in a white suit, and his appearance was almost evil and handsome, and his skin was crystal clear in the light of the fire. Flashing with a dazzling luster, a long black hair flew down, long broken hair covering the right side of the face, and the left eye was like a flash. It hides an almost demonic charm.

With his black gloved right hand, he occasionally flicked the meat skewers on the fire, and a dazzling golden coat was stacked beside him. A black knife pressed against the coat.

Zizizizi!

The meat skewers on the fire emitted heat, and the enticing aroma wafted around.

"Spots. Okay, right? ”

The black cat swallowed and stared straight at the skewers.

The little girl is wearing a black dress. The fair-skinned little face did not fluctuate, huddled on the wooden pier with his knees crossed, and his dark green eyes stared at the fire, as if he was hiding a lot of thoughts.

"That's it!"

The young man picked up three skewers of barbecue, handed one to the black cat, and glanced at the silent little girl, "Do you want to eat it?" ”

The little girl still did not speak, and the young man threw it casually, and the meat skewers were stuck in the ground in front of her.

"No, it's delicious!"

The black cat blew the heat of the meat skewers, couldn't wait to swallow a piece of barbecue meat into its belly, and looked at the little girl who looked like a sculpture on the side, "Robin, this is what I said about Aquaman, make sure you take a bite, and you want to eat it forever." ”

"Xiaoxian, the name of Aquaman Eight has no appetite when it sounds."

The young man did not speak, but a voice similar to his sounded in the woods.

The little girl's pupils rolled, and out of the corner of her eye, she looked at the black knife on her golden coat.

A transparent vortex appeared in the young man's hand, and three crystal cups and a bottle of juice fell into the palm of his hand. The lid detached automatically and the juice filled the three crystal cups.

He handed the black cat a cup to him, held it himself, and the last cup fell in front of the little girl, standing side by side with the kebab on the ground.

"Isn't that a bit wrong? Is it a memorial? Black Knife was surprised.

"Poof!"

As soon as the young man took a sip of juice, he squirted out instantly.

This group of people is naturally Madara, Cat Xiaoxian, Yama Luodao, and Nicole. Robin. Earlier, little Robin ran into Madara and wanted to run away at first, but how could he escape from Madara's palm.

Robin Jr., who has failed several times, temporarily abandons his escape plan. In addition to not being able to escape, but also because she received the shocking news that the man told her that his mother would be back soon.

Little Robin doesn't know whether to trust Madara or not, but she wants to see her mother all the time.

The clever little Robin had already guessed that her uncle's family might be unlucky, and she was going to go to the library, but now she didn't want to go, for fear that because of herself, the scholars would be in crisis.

"Still hate me?"

Madara looked sideways at little Robin, saw that she was silent, ate the last piece of roast meat on the meat skewer, and said disapprerovingly: "Then hate!" There is love in this world for no reason! But there is no hatred for no reason! ”

Little Robin shuddered and stole a glance at Madara.

"By the way, don't look at me handsome, I'm actually insane!" Madara threw the stick into the fire with a thoughtful look.

"Madara, is it really good to say this kind of thing?" The cat fairy raised her little head and looked at Madara helplessly.

"It's okay, anyway, I'm handsome, everyone knows it!" Madara laughed.

"Who cares if you're handsome or not! I'm talking about another thing, are you possessed by a wooden clone? The cat fairy angrily threw the small wooden stick in his hand after eating the barbecue at Madara.

"Madara, she doesn't eat or drink? You okay? ”

Cat Fairy glanced worriedly at Little Robin and jumped to Madara's side.

If it weren't for the fact that she knew that little Robin wasn't mute. I really thought that the other party couldn't speak.

This afternoon, little Robin had only a handful of words.

"Probably the first time I've seen such a handsome man. It's human nature to be a little nervous. ”

Yama Dao's voice just fell. Directly picked up by the cat fairy and thrown into the fire.

"Xiaoxian, I'm just such a dress, you burned the scabbard, what am I wearing?" The Yama knife flew out of the fire as if nothing had happened.

"Archaeologists are like that!" Madara said nonchalantly.

"What is Roasted Gu? A type of barbecue? Cat Xiaoxian asked curiously.

"Hmm!" Madara couldn't help but smile.

"What's so funny, what are you saying!"

Cat fairy saw Madara's smiling face and slapped a cat's paw on his leg.

"Archaeology is about exploring historical relics and letting people know the truth about the past!" Little Robin, who had been silent, suddenly spoke.

"Huh?" The cat fairy was confused.

"Does the truth of history matter?" Madara took a sip of juice and asked nonchalantly.

"If history is all fake. Doesn't it mean that the world is made of lies! Yama Dao laughed.

Little Robin glanced up at the Yama Knife.

"History grows in the past, witnesses and the future, as for the truth...... Humph......"

Madara suddenly smiled at the end, of course the truth is important, otherwise why would he go to the future world.

"Hmph, you're big, what's the truth?" Mao Xiaoxian said angrily.

"How do I know that the truth is the truth because it is discovered."

Madara couldn't laugh and touched his chin. Said thoughtfully: "To put it simply, it's like when I was just born, I didn't know what I looked like, until I looked in the mirror, I found that I was handsome." That's the truth about how handsome I'm doing.

“……”

Cat Xiaoxian lay beside Madara, unable to complain.

The truth is, Madara is narcissistic.

"Everyone has a different definition of truth. Some people think that the truth of the world is suffering, and some people think that the truth of the world is happiness. But there is one truth that everyone agrees to exist. That's history. Everything that has happened over time can be called history! The life of each of us is a one-step history book. It's just that not many people know, and even in the end, they forget everything that happened. People in the world always like the history of successful people, and want to get the secret of success from it, in fact, the loser is the real mirror, how can people not fail. ”

Madara looked up at the bright starry sky, his dark eyes flashing with inexplicable colors, "In fact, history is the real time machine, rather than doing something wrong, and wanting to use the time machine to change, isn't it better not to make mistakes?" We learn from the experience of our predecessors, so that we will not make the same mistake again, such as forgetting to bring paper to the toilet, and reading history will not forget to bring paper! ”

"What kind of metaphor is this, which history book would write about such a thing!"

Mao Xiaoxian glared, a very deep topic, and the last sentence was completely ruined.

"History doesn't just exist in history books, what happens is called history. What we just said is now history! The so-called history books are nothing but a tool for recording, and its function is to record the events that occurred over time for future generations to read. Because it is a thoughtless tool, it is easy to be swayed by others, and the truth and falsity of history also come from this. Madara glanced at little Robin, who was listening.

"Why write history?" The cat fairy looked surprised, and didn't understand why people were making up false history.

"It's very simple, it's still people's hearts. Everyone wants others to see their good side, and celebrities are even more so, no one wants people to know that they have forgotten to bring paper to the toilet! Madara laughed.

"Can you change the analogy?" Mao Xiaoxian said weakly.

"It's so easy to understand, don't you always say my words, it's hard to understand!" Madara saw the cat glaring at him, "Then let's change the analogy, let's say I forgot to close the door when I went to the toilet!" ”

"......" (To be continued......)

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