At this time, in the top office of the Navy Headquarters building.

Sengoku raised his head and glanced around at the scene in his office, his face slightly darkened.

He glanced at Gumir, whose head was tapping to the ground from time to time, then at Kuzan, who was snoring with his mouth open with an eyepatch, and then at the one

Looking at the flying bird that was pulling the tail of the sheep there, Sengoku gritted his teeth and said.

"What are you doing to the old man's sheep?"

"Ugh"

Asuka took his hand off the sheep's tail, and then he clapped his hands and shook his head.

"Sengoku-sango, do you think that if people could gain the ability to communicate with animals, would they become stronger??"

Hearing this, Asuka who was fiddling with the sheep's head in the Warring States Dynasty raised his eyebrows, and he didn't want to say it directly.

"Theoretically, this ability can be quite powerful when used properly.

But."

As he spoke, he paused, then crossed his fingers to prop his chin and continued.

"Boy, you've been to the Devil Fruit Illustrated Book, and you should know that there is a kind of Devil Fruit on it called the Whispering Fruit.

This is a superhuman Devil Fruit, and having this ability is equivalent to being able to "talk to animals", including communicating one's own heart sounds to the animal's heart. ”

Belch!!

And this Devil Fruit?

Asuka looked up at the roof, desperately remembering what the fruit of this whisper was.

He always felt as if he had some impression of this devil fruit, but he was not impressed.

And the Devil Fruit that generally impresses me should be the garbage Devil Fruit, the kind that eats the combat power.

"Is this ability to communicate with animals a garbage ability??"

Looking at the puzzled expression on Asuka's face, Sengoku grinned silently and said.

"According to the records collected by those who came before the navy.

The one who whispers the fruit ability, or the person who develops that fruit extremely well.

Their greatest achievement is in farming, not in combat.

The only combat power of that Devil Fruit is the creature that befriends you.

And those powerful creatures are often in very dangerous places, and those who whisper fruit abilities are not strong themselves, and it is difficult to go to that kind of place to make friends with animals.

As for ordinary animals."

Watching Asuka once again stretch out the "Demon Hand" to the sheep's head, the corners of Sengoku's mouth twitched a few times, and Kap's bastard once again came to mind in his mind.

Back then, when the "Dragon" disappeared from the navy, he looked at Karp, who looked a little lost, for the sake of his comrades-in-arms and the expectation that the "Dragon" would return, so he hid the matter.

After all, at that time, it was difficult not to associate a high-ranking Navy with the sudden disappearance of a high-ranking navy.

Later, one of Karp's grandsons became a pirate, and for the sake of his naval hero, he pinched his nose and sent him an invitation to the Seven Martial Seas.

Then that guy became Whitebeard's son, and he was somehow a generation older than Whitebeard.

Thinking of this, Sengoku couldn't help but feel a little dark in his heart.

The last time I was dark, I was still taking in the "Tianlong Man" as my son.

Thinking about it this way, he is still Doflamingo's godfather.

That scum is disgusting.

Bah!

Spat on the ground, Sengoku looked up at the bird playing with the sheep's head, and said secretly in his heart.

This time, if it weren't for this kid's defeat of [Golden Lion] [Klockdahl], and for the sake of next year's Navy recruitment propaganda figure, he would have been thrown into the sea to patrol.

The person who dared to bully the sheep like this last time is still staying in the Holy Land Mary Joya has not come down.

Over time.

The night gradually became thicker.

A lamb was strolling down the empty street, slowly walking towards the bird's house.

"Baa~"

"Baa~"

Listening to the cry of the sheep outside the door, Asuka quickly got up from the bed, and then saw him take out the small dried fish he bought from the town today, push open the door and go out.

Squeak!

After pushing open the door, he looked down and saw the little white goat standing in the doorway, looking at the small dried fish in his hand with some longing.

"Fish me. Fish. Give."

As the intermittent sound came into his mind, Asuka Bird's eyelids also jumped subconsciously.

Is this ability not developed in place, or the flaws of the castrated version are too big, or this sheep is a little brainless and can't speak completely.

It's been a whole day, and he hasn't heard a whole sentence.

Thinking of this, Asuka used a slight force in his left hand to break off the fins and stuff them directly into the sheep's mouth.

Looking at the goat chewing on the fin, he said as he ate the small dried fish in his hand.

"Sheep, I know you want to eat fish, and I know that you want to eat fish in the whole of Marlene Vando.

Hmm."

Seeing that the sheep didn't seem to understand what he was saying, Asuka reached out and tapped its skull, and continued.

"In other words, in the whole Marin Fando, only I dare to feed you fish, and others will at most stuff grass into your mouth from the ground.

But it's not unconditional for you to want to eat fish next."

"Baa~"

"Baa~"

"Eat what you eat!"

Listening to the word "eat" coming out of the goat's mouth, Asuka slapped his head with his big hand.

The communication was more or less strenuous.

"Whew!"

After a moment of silence, he spat out a puff of smoke into the air, and then saw Asuka holding a cigar in one hand and a ram's horn in the other, and thought to himself.

[I still have to test it to see if this sheep is brain-dead, or my own ability is brain-dead.

After all, it's a castrated version, and there must be defects, but if the defects are so big, then what are you exercising it for. 】

Thinking of this, he turned his head to look at the goat, then lifted its shrugging ears and whispered.

"If you want to eat fish next, you can exchange it for something that will interest me.

As for what interests me."

The bird looked up at the big moon in the sky and winked at the moon in a bit of a daze.

To be honest, there are many things he is interested in, but it is estimated that with the strength of this sheep, none of them can be obtained by him.

Anyway, I just need to test whether this sheep eats too much paper and eats itself stupidly, and it doesn't let it get anything important.

Thinking of this, Asuka reached out and took out the magazine he had just read from his bosom and shook it in the lamb's eyes.

"Baa (halo)~"

Listening to the protesting sound of the goat, Asuka put the magazine on the ground and continued.

"You really have a lot of problems, and you can shake you out twice and shake you.

Next, you're going to get me two copies of the magazine.

Kuzan has a lot of things in his house that I haven't seen decades ago."

The bird was afraid that the sheep would not understand, so he simply made a comparison.

"It's the big stupid guy sitting in the office today with an eye patch. So high. He has a lot of this in his house."

The goat tilted his head and looked at the bird for a while, then nodded a little ignorantly.

"Whew!"

Then it snorted again, turned and trotted away.

Today was the first time he had tasted fish, and the sheep couldn't wait.

Looking at the back of the goat's departure, Asuka couldn't help but shudder when he remembered the scene where this guy was found stealing something.

Then I saw him take the magazine into his arms, put his hands behind his back, and muttered to himself.

"The Marshal of the Warring States looks a little stupid, and I don't know if it really understands.

Forget it, anyway, Kuzan should not have chilled it to make mutton slices for the sake of the Warring States. ”

PS: Good night, readers.

See you tomorrow.

(End of chapter)