"Logett Elwin, appeared in the kingdom of Dressrosa?"

"The suspected underground trading world has been revealed, and Joker's true identity is actually Don Quixote Doflamingo, the king of the Kingdom of Dressrosa and the former king of the Seven Martial Seas."

On the Whitebeard Pirate ship, Marco was reading the newspaper while a group of pirates gathered on the deck behind him, and they began to talk about it.

"This Logett Alwyn must be our benefactor, right?"

"If you look at the photos in the newspaper, he must have run away!"

"I didn't expect that after two years, the benefactor finally appeared again."

"The benefactor is still the same benefactor, and when something like this happens, I can't help but help."

Looking at the newspaper, the same outfit from two years ago, followed by a group of slaves, this can't help but remind them of the time when Vivian first appeared in the world, and also received a lot of attention for saving slaves, but after so many years, he is still the same him, not forgetting his original intention, and still fighting on the road against the Draconians...

This insistence on justice.

"Woo woo woo .."

"We miss you so much, benefactor."

A group of pirates couldn't help but hide their faces and began to cry.

"Okay, okay, what are you crying about, you are so emotional, why don't you go to the circus to be an actor?"

Marco put away the newspaper, turned his head and looked at the group of people speechlessly: "What should I do, it's almost time for dinner, Daddy is still waiting for dinner." What about the chef on our ship? ”

"Report to Captain Marko, the new chef has run away!"

"Ran again?"

"yes, he was tired and collapsed after cooking yesterday, and he disappeared when we got up this morning."

"Gone in the morning? I didn't even see it. ”

"I saw it, and I asked him where he was going, and he said he went to buy ingredients, but he didn't come back in the evening."

"That's probably a run."

Marco nodded.

Anyway, it's not the first time this kind of thing has happened, the entire Whitebeard Pirates, more than a dozen teams, and only two or three cooks, can't they be tired and tired every time they cook?

In the past, when Thatch was still around, cooking was called a mally, not to mention that one person could cook for thousands of people, and the food was so delicious that people wanted to swallow their tongues on the spot.

However..

It's been almost three years since Thatch was killed by that guy.

I don't know where Blackbeard's bastard is now.

If we can meet again... Thatch and Ace's feud: Even if he risked his life, he would go up and try it no matter what.

"Hey, if only Captain Thatch were still around..."

"Can't we have a rookie captain who is strong and can cook to join our team?"

Someone whispered.

At the same moment, in the cabin.

Ai Li sat in the room, quietly knitting a scarf, and after a while, after hearing the kitchen not far from the next door becoming noisy, she couldn't help but shake her head, smiled and sighed: "Hey, it's started again." ”

I don't know what kind of dark dishes Marco and they will make up this time...

The thought of the burnt bread she had eaten for dinner the other day made her feel a chill.

In my mind, I couldn't help but recall the promise that Vivian had promised her two years ago during the war on the top that she would cook her a meal when she returned.

"It's been two years.."

When will he come back to me?

And at this time, Ellie's thoughts drifted to the clouds...

"Eli!"

Hodman ran in with a newspaper and said excitedly to Ellie, "Daughter, that kid has news!" He seems to have come out of the prison in the Advance City. ”

"What?!"

Hearing this, Ai Li also got up from the bed excitedly, and didn't even care about the half-knitted scarf in her hand, and threw it aside, "Did he really come out of Advance City?" ”

For two years, Ai Li, who knew that Vivian was trapped in the prison of Advance City, in order not to reveal the identity of her beloved, so even if she missed each other again, she still suppressed her mood and stayed in the pirates, choosing to wait silently.

But that's no longer the case.

Seeing that familiar outfit and figure reappear on the newspaper's news map, Ai Li couldn't suppress her mood anymore, and finally cried directly.

Half an hour later.

"Daddy."

"What's wrong, good girl?"

"I want to go to him."

"Okay."

Hodman nodded.

In two years, seeing his daughter getting thinner and thinner day by day, Hodman was holding back his anger and had nowhere to vent.

At this moment, he seemed to have decided that he must find that damn stinky boy and settle the account properly.

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...

Meanwhile.

The island of Kensanmia.

Located in the first half of the Great Voyage, deep behind the turbulent current, full of forests, flocks of wild animals, on an island with an area of about 10,000 square kilometers, the former king of the Seven Martial Seas, the empress of the Amazon Lily, Han Cook, is sitting on the balcony of a two-story bungalow with her legs crossed, holding a glass of red wine in her hand, looking at the scenery below boredly.

Just like when she was on Daughter Island, her house was built on the top of a high mountain, and as far as the eye could see, beyond the forest, there were bungalows made of stone and wood, neatly arranged together, and a wide road more than ten meters wide was formed between the buildings, and pedestrians came and went leisurely, which seemed to be very lively.

"According to the locals, it was just a desert island more than two years ago."

Behind him, Hancock's sister, Mary Gorud, came over with the food, put it on the table in front of Hancock one by one, and said with a smile: "But with the support of Lord Ralwin, it has slowly become the scene it is now, which is really emotional." ”

Life gradually became richer.

There are many fishing boats docked near the port, a fish market and a dock, and there are orchards and vegetable fields everywhere for people to pick at any time.

Looking at the people who kept talking and laughing on the road, Hancock, who had been expressionless for a long time, involuntarily raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a touching smile.

"Don't look at who founded this town, it's Ralvin, after all."

At this point, I suddenly got stuck.

"What's wrong, sister?" Marigorud asked.

Ralvin..

"That guy isn't Ralvin..."

In my mind, I remembered the scene outside the Marinfando Sea that day.

The ugly man who was extremely lustful, had poor strength, and was not at all taken seriously by the crew of the Whitebeard Pirates, was simply very different from the male god he imagined.

"But those guys are really hateful enough to tell me who Lord Ralvin's true identity is."

The white palm was so hard that it almost smashed the glass.

And right now.

"Sister, there's news from Lord Ralwin!"

Sandasonia suddenly rushed up from downstairs with a stack of newspapers and shouted at Hancock.

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