Chapter 49: The Long Road is Long, Only the Sword is the Companion.
"Is your plan to unite the forces of the Revolutionary Army and the Alabastani Army to eliminate the Baroque Walkers (i.e., the Baroque Workers' Society) in one fell swoop?"
That night, Robin and Sauron sat on a boulder, admiring the desert at night.
Previously, Robin had been speculating about what hole cards Sauron had to use against the Baroque Workshops, from the beginning of the idea that he would help the revolutionary army that had not seen a figure so far, to the current Alabastani army, she was curious about what hole cards Sauron was still hiding that could be used.
But in fact, Zoro has no plan other than recklessly going up and cutting people, and his hole cards are only the memories of his previous life from beginning to end, whether it is the revolutionary army, the army of Alabastan, or even Reilly is not in his consideration.
As for Kobra's call to war?
To go to war, to what war?
By the time you've gathered your army, I'll be in Klokdal's lair!
So Sauron scratched his head and replied with a puzzled expression, "Didn't I tell you the plan a long time ago, that is, go up and cut down Klokdal." β
Although it is the truth, it is a pity that his answer is just pretending to be garlic and deliberately covering himself up in Robin's opinion.
But she doesn't care about anything, everyone has secrets they don't want to tell, so why embarrass others. What's more, this little guy hasn't deceived her until now, and he's been so nice to her (hey, isn't this a passage?). οΌγ
Thinking about it like this, Robin also gave up exploring Sauron's secrets, and instead looked at the campfire not far away, and said, "Did you really decide to let Kosha join our team?" β
Today, after saying goodbye to Vivi, Zoro separated from Raul and Reilly one after another, and returned to the secret base where Mr. 2 and the others were located with Robin and Kosha, and set off for the Rainlands after a short rest.
He didn't ask Reilly, the current strongest thigh, to help, but asked Reilly for something.
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"Old man Reilly, please do me a favor." Sauron pulled Rayleigh aside and whispered.
Reilly looked at Sauron with a smile: "What's the hurry, let's hear about it." β
If Robin listens to this, he will definitely know the subtext: I can give you a face for the sake of Kulokas, but we don't know each other, don't say a request that make me look down on you.
But Zoro, it's a pity he didn't hear it.
He glanced at Flore, who had been staring at Vivi in Robin's arms, and said, "You may not know, old man, that there is a drought in Alabastan right now, and as far as I know, this drought may last for years. β
"Huh?" Although Sauron did not make a request for Reilly to deal with Klockdahl, which Reilly appreciated, what about the drought.
Old man, I'm just a retired pirate, I usually put on a film to look at the store, and I have nothing to do to gamble a few times. If you could talk about how to solve Kaido's "Drought Jack", I can give some advice, but I really don't have a way to deal with the drought.
Of course, there is a specialization in the arts, and it is impossible for Sauron to let Reilly deal with the drought: "At present, the most severely affected part of the drought in the whole of Alabastan is Eruma, and I want to ask you to help send Flauer to the capital Albana, which is the only place that has not been affected. β
Eruma will be a dried-up ruined city in three years' time, but no one can foresee its future at this time, and Sauron can't say it outright.
"Yes, but I don't guarantee they'll go."
Reilly didn't think much of it, and while it would be a bit difficult to get the Flore family out of Eroma for the distant capital, it might be possible for the other cities to do so.
Zoro didn't force either: "It's okay, rape flowers or other cities can do it." β
Although the people of Eruma will gradually leave the city in the future, the man-made disasters caused by the drought are also unavoidable, and children like Flauer are harmed because they are not able to protect themselves.
He is not a saint, but why not just give a little girl the help he can.
And even if Reilly fails, he has a plan for the future.
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Back to the previous conversation......
"Let Kosha follow because the country needs him." Zoro agreed to let Kosha go with him, not because he lacked a guide, but because he was creating a chance for Kosha to be on the stage of history.
"Kosha is a very capable guy, and if the country wants to avoid chaos in the future, it must have his help."
The fact that he was able to stand firm as a rebel leader at a young age shows how extraordinary Kosha's ability is.
Zoro doesn't want Kosha to be on Vivi's side again in the future, although the rebels were originally born because of Klokdal's conspiracy, but there is no guarantee that they will not reappear for other reasons after the Baroque Workshop is removed.
So, instead of letting Kosha lead a group of people to make a revolution and turn the country into a miasma, it is better for him to give advice on environmental governance in Alabastan.
After all, this guy is also an experienced person.
Robin looked at Kosha, who was having a good time with Mr. 2, and could see a bit of the temperament of a leader, maybe he also had a strong ambition in his not too tall body.
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Late at night, Robin had gone back to sleep in the hut on Binch's tortoise shell, and Mr. 2, Kosha and the others had returned to their tents to rest, leaving only Sauron sitting cross-legged on the boulder.
"I'll give you some surprises when you finish Klockdahl this time."
The Wind Blade stood beside Sauron, its blade making an inaudible whisper with the cold night wind.
Sauron was wrapped in a blanket and drank there, pouting at the words of the Wind Blade: "Forget about the surprise, I'm afraid that it will scare me when the time comes." β
"You don't believe me." The Blade of the Wind was a little dissatisfied.
Zoro smiled when he heard this: "Hehe, just after listening to your nonsense, I will have a tent without sleeping now, and I will run here to freeze!" β
The temperature of the desert night dropped sharply, and the cool breeze of Xi Xi was a little biting at this time, even Sauron didn't want to spend his physical strength in vain to keep warm, so he took a blanket and wrapped it.
On this cold night when no one is huddled, only the thin blanket and hot wine on his body can give him a trace of warmth.
"If you want to master the Wind Sword Technique, the premise is to comprehend the breath of the wind." "You haven't felt the faint urge in your body to go with the wind lately?" β
"Fuck off, it's all against the wind, and if I had gone with the wind, I'd be back in Eruma by now!" Zoro really didn't want to get involved with the Blade of the Wind, after all, he couldn't be criticized.
"Hey, back then, Yasuo and I were also walking through this cold and biting desert, wearing stars and moons, overcoming thorns and thorns, spreading our heads, and seeing the sun in the clouds." Suddenly, the Blade of the Wind began to sigh.
This inexplicable emotion made Zoro a little puzzled: "Which Yasuo, which one was killed by you before?" β
He still remembered the new tyrant of the East China Sea who had no bones left, the ghost sword Yasuo.
"How could it be him, a reptile who tried in vain to tarnish my lord's name, and dared to call himself a sword hero?!" The Wind Blade was upset at the time, and the thought of being picked up by such a thing while he was unconscious made him want to take a shower again.
As for Zoro?
MasterοΌ
What did he mean by Master at that time, and the most impressive opening sentence of the ghost sword was this sentence, and he borrowed it casually.
Zoro was curious: "Then what kind of person is your master, the Wind Sword Hero?" β
"He...... He is a veritable swordsman, a respected hero, and a warrior who fought bloodily. Tempest Blade remembered, "But, too, a homeless wanderer. β
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"It's a long road, only the sword is the companion." Windblade still remembers how lonely and lonely the man was when he laughed and teased himself in the falling leaves.
"My glory has been gone for a long time."