Chapter 1005: That's Not a Dream (Happy May Day)
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One Piece's last words before his death made everyone in the world boil, but it couldn't arouse a trace of waves in Whitebeard's father, and in Whitebeard's father's heart, there was only a strong sadness.
Roger and Whitebeard's father are contemporaries, and they are close friends, comrades-in-arms, and opponents who have fought together.
However, they are all old, their era has gradually come to an end, and the death of One Piece Roger is the prologue to the end, but he used his death to open an era and awaken people's pursuits, ambitions and dreams.
With Roger's execution, the surrounding environment is distorted, and Caesar and Whitebeard's father return to the ship.
"That guy Roger, I really can't compare, he didn't lose to anyone, but he lost to himself, he lost to disease, I'm old, and my body is not very bright, I don't know when, I may also lose to, the guy who killed Roger." Whitebeard Daddy sat on the deck, took a keg, opened it, and took a big sip.
The reason why Caesar appeared here was because of Roger's death, which touched the heart of Whitebeard's father a lot.
"Daddy, your body is very strong, you won't get sick." Caesar comforted.
"Kulalala, what my body looks like, I know it myself, you don't need to comfort me, I've lived for so long, I've seen so many things, and I've long seen things like life and death." Whitebeard Daddy laughed.
Although, Roger's death had a great impact on Whitebeard's father, but he is Whitebeard, he has not seen anything in so many years of wind and waves, he will adjust himself, after all, he still has a family.
"Child, don't talk about me, talk about you, I can feel it, you have something in your heart." Whitebeard Daddy changed the subject, looked at Caesar, and said
"Me? I'm nothing—" Caesar's eyes flickered.
"Kulalala, you can't hide it from me, tell me about it!" Whitebeard Daddy said, taking a bottle of rum and handing it to Caesar.
Caesar took the wine, took two sips, and did not speak, and the white-bearded father did not speak, but looked at Caesar quietly.
After half a ring, Caesar still couldn't hold back, and said the things that he had been pressing in his heart, blaming himself, the death of Aristotle and others, the death of so many tribal warriors, etc., catharsis.
Caesar is a very strong and sensitive person, and these things have touched him a lot, but he will never tell others, he will only press it in the bottom of his heart and bear it himself.
Now, when he said all these words to the white-bearded father, Caesar felt that his heart was like a big stone pressed down, and he felt much lighter.
Whitebeard's father and Caesar were just drinking and talking, and it seemed as if it was really a father and son talking, and the two talked for a long time, enlightening each other, and I don't know how long they talked.
Suddenly, the two people who spoke felt something at the same time, the words in their mouths stopped, and the space around them began to fluctuate and began to become unstable.
"It looks like it's time, I don't know when the next time we meet, and if we will see each other." Seeing this, Caesar raised his head and drank the rum in his hand in one gulp, wiped the wine stains from the corners of his mouth, and said goodbye to Whitebeard Daddy.
"Kulalala, I will definitely see you again, child, remember, whether we are in the same world or not, you will always be my first child, my pride!" Daddy Whitebeard was not sad, patted Caesar on the shoulder, and said heroically.
For Whitebeard's father, Caesar is the embodiment of his dream, and without Caesar's words, he would not be where he is today, his fleet, and his family.
Therefore, even though Daddy Whitebeard now has many children, Caesar has always been the most special one in his heart.
"Daddy, I will definitely find a way to go to your world." Caesar said.
"Kulalala, if you come, I will definitely welcome you with a grand banquet and introduce your brothers and sisters to you." Whitebeard Daddy laughed.
"I'm running out of time, Daddy, here's for you." Feeling this space, becoming more and more unstable, Caesar said, opening his hand, a glass bottle appeared in the palm of his hand, and handed it to Whitebeard Daddy.
This glass bottle contains a transparent liquid like the Milky Way starry sky, which is the moon well water.
After the re-emergence of the tribe, the moon well, which had been sealed and hidden, also returned to Caesar's hands.
"What is this?" The white-bearded father was not pretentious, took the moon well water, and asked curiously with some doubts.
Compared to the burly size of the whitebearded father, the size of the bottle containing the moon well water, which was designed for ordinary people, was a little petite.
"It restores your body's ......" Caesar briefly explained the effect of the moon's well water because of the limited time.
However, before Caesar could finish his words, the surrounding space collapsed, and Caesar and Whitebeard's father's consciousness darkened, and they left this indescribable space in an instant.
"Daddy, Daddy, don't sleep here, you're going to get sick." Daddy Whitebeard woke up and heard a worried voice.
Daddy Whitebeard opened his eyes and saw a man standing beside him, with a golden punk head like a pineapple, his eyelids always half-closed, and a tattoo of the Whitebeard Pirates on his chest.
He is the son of Whitebeard's father, the captain of the first team of the Whitebeard Pirates, known as the 'Immortal Bird', and possesses the ability of a rare and powerful phantom beast-type devil fruit.
"Oh, it's Margau." Whitebeard Daddy said, shaking his head that hurt a little from a hangover.
On the ground around Whitebeard's father, there were many barrels of wine, and he had drunk a lot of wine last night.
"Daddy, you can't drink so much in the future." Margao reluctantly advised.
"Kulalala, I'm in good health, this little wine is nothing, and, thanks to this wine, I met a child I haven't seen in a long time." Whitebeard's father didn't care.
"Huh?" Margao wondered.
"Margau, remember what I told you before, my first child, your eldest brother?" Whitebeard Daddy asked.
"Huh? Remember, every time you drink too much, you will mention it, and we can memorize it, because the big brother who doesn't know whether it's true or not, you made up your mind to form a pirate group, and you didn't get the ship of One Piece, but Daddy was just a dream..."Margao said helplessly.
"Kulalala, that's not a dream, because I've seen him again, he's real!" Whitebeard Daddy laughed.