Lisandro Oroko suffered from migraines, and while being transported as a slave to the Chambord Islands, he slept in the moldy, damp cabin for more than a month, an illness that accompanied him all his life.

It may be that this clammy and misty weather made his migraine happen again, and when he woke up, Lisandro Oroko had to wear the sleepiness of home, leaning on his sofa to relieve the pain in his head.

A tanuki cat lazily jumped onto the lap of the elder Oroko, and the wagging tail nearly knocked the coffee off the elder Oroko's hand.

So the old Oroko had to put the coffee on the table to relieve the headache, and rubbed the tanuki's little head with his thick fingers.

"Oh...... Glock ......" he laughed as he read the tanuki's name, his fingers gently scratching the fluff between the kitten's chest and abdomen, causing Glock to purr comfortably. In the midst of this grunt, old Oroko's headache also improved a little.

He was already thinking about the names of the soon-to-be-born members of Oroko.

"The boy's name is Will...... Or William...... No, no, no...... Let's call it whiskey!! Hahaha" Old Oroko chuckled to himself, "But Sonny must have already thought of a name, that stinky boy has always been very independent......"

He still remembers the day he came back from a fight with rival gangsters, and his eldest son was washing dishes, his face was just as blue and swollen as he was.

"Fight again, with whom?"

"Neighbor's John."

"That fat boy, why did he recruit you?"

"He broke the wooden gun I made for Honey."

"Win?"

"Win!"

Sonny wiped his hands with a dish towel and turned to bring out a pancake that had been warm from the pan. The pancake is generously coated with sliced meat, vegetables and tomato sauce.

Sonny placed the pancake plate in front of Oroko and sat down beside him.

"What about you, Dad, won or lost?"

"Lost......" Oroko tugged at the corners of his mouth.

"It's okay" Sonny patted Oroko on the shoulder: "Next time we'll win!" ”

It seems that the difficult days are still yesterday, but the stubborn curly-haired boy has grown into a man, galloping on the sea, and has not returned to his hometown for more than a year.

Old Oroko can't say that he has no regrets in his life, and there are many things he regrets...... What I regret the most is that I didn't take good care of my wife when I wanted to get ahead, and let my wife leave early.

But now, the old Oroko family, who single-handedly created the uncrowned king of the Chambord Islands' underground world, is not dissatisfied, and fate treats him very well.

The second son, Honey, is calm and wise, has a maturity far beyond his years, no worse than him, and he can rest assured that he will hand over the family business to him.

The third daughter, Misha, is also engaged to a promising naval lieutenant, and the young man, unlike his cunning and cruel father, is a decent and good man.

As for the eldest son, Sonny...... He had heard that the World Government was working on a cooperative pirate force called the Seven Martial Seas. With the tacit approval of the World Government, the Seven Martial Seas will not be pursued by the Navy and have the legal rights and interests to plunder non-World Government member countries.

Sonny's strength is not bad, he is one of the five supernovas of this year, and he will find a way to use his connections and financial resources to win Sonny's identity as the Seven Martial Seas.

That'...... He can retire with peace of mind and tease his grandson.

The slight sound of the door lock being unscrewed woke old Orroko from his thoughts.

Dressed in a black suit with slightly wet shoulders, Cephas Carman hurried to the side of the elder Orokco.

His pale eyes were bloodshot, his lips were tense, and the muscles at either end of his cheeks trembled uncontrollably.

Cephas Carman had worked for the Orokco family for more than twenty years, and for the first time the elder Orroko had seen this terrifying look on his face.

"What's the matter, Siphas, are you having any difficulties?" Old Oroko's voice was deep and gentle. He had long regarded Cephas Carman as a member of his family and was willing to do everything he could for him.

"No...... Mr. Oroko, I have news for you" Cephas Karman's eyes grew moist, staring straight at the two old men with silver temples.

"Honey and Sonny were attacked in a premeditated attack in Bloodport......"

Cephas Carman didn't finish his sentence, but old Orokco read what he meant in his eyes.

"None of them escaped?" Old Orokco's lips trembled, but he only got a heavy nod from Cephas Carman.

"What about Elizabeth, pregnant Elizabeth, she ......"

She ...... too. He's dead! ”

"Ahh The pain was so severe that it almost blasted old Oroko's head open, but he was knocking on his chest and his heart!

The tanuki screamed miserably, shivering and erecting its hair, leaped off old Orokco's lap, fled under the coffee table, and curled up.

Old Oroko grew his mouth, and occasionally there were a few roars that seemed to be wailing, as if he were crying, and then tears overflowed from the corners of his eyes, which had been dry for decades, and he gasped for a few intermittent gasps weakly like a drowning man.

Cephas Carman turned around reluctantly and took a few steps around the corner, leaving some room for old Oroko.

It was only after ten minutes that he heard the weak voice of old Oroko.

"Cephas, come here......"

Cephas Carman turned around, and the king of the underworld in the Chambord Islands was like an old man in his last years. He took a few slow steps and approached old Oroko, who was leaning limply in his chair.

"Honey and Sonny and Elizabeth...... Where are you now? ”

"I've already sent it to old Fisher......"

Fisher Sr. was a man in the funeral business in the Chambord Islands, proficient in body restoration and makeup refinishing.

"Get up, Siphas," said old Oroko softly, "help me up......"

They walked slowly out of the room, and the chubby cook bumped into Cephas.

"I'm sorry, Cephas!" The cook owed a debt in a panic, then turned around and asked Old Oroko with a smile on her face: "Mr. Oroko, I suggest changing the filling of the pasta to sardine filling, this will not be worthy of the Oroco family, Young Master Sunny was good at this bite when he was a child." ”

"If you agree, I'll let little Sansa go to the market and buy fresh ...... now"

The joyful cook's mouth kept talking......

"Stop!" Cephas Carman said heavily, then slowed down: "There won't be a banquet today......"

The fat cook realized that the atmosphere was not right, and she turned her eyes to the old Oroko, but only saw the back of the old Oroko.

"Tell me to go down and cancel ......the banquet," Cephas Kaman said, catching up with old Orokco.

When they reached the living room, Misha Oroko was talking to Loki, a blue-haired woman who had been invited.

"Misha, come with me...... said Old Oroko.

"Where to go...... Father? Misha asked, but the elder Oroko didn't respond. Misha had no choice but to say goodbye to Loki and catch up with her father.

Loki watched expressionlessly as the family faded into the mist, the silver spoon in his hand stirring slowly in the black tea cup. The bright red swirls in the cup swirled, and Loki set his eyes on the tall young naval lieutenant.

"Major Russell, may I speak to you?" He smiled.

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