Thirty kilometers outside the port of Narohara, there is a small sandy bay.

Sora Keqing sat on a stone pier with a scarf, looking out at the ocean in front of him.

"Are you really sure you can crouch here today as a cadre of the Barolo studio? Alabastan is such a big country, they don't necessarily go from here, right? ”

Playing with a lighter in his hand empty.

"Alabastan has a land area of more than 13 million square kilometers, but the total usable area is less than 500,000 square kilometers, and important cities are close to seaports, and Klockdahl must have gathered cadres on this less than 500,000 square kilometers of ground."

"What he lacks now is time, so the vicinity of Narohara Port is the best choice, I have studied the situation of the entire port near Narohara when I came, this is the best place to dock ships in addition to the port, Keqing, you don't know much about the elements of ship mooring, the most important point is the water level, the beaches in the desert area are gentle, only the Haikou here is a rare cliff type."

"The cadres of Klockdahl are all Devil Fruit Abilities and are extremely afraid of the sea, and the best place for them to park their boats is here, because this is the only bay where they can dock their boats close to the shore."

Keqing jumped off the stone and came to the shore, and found that it was indeed a vertical rock wall that resembled a cliff under the surface of the sea, completely different from the sand that slowly deepened.

"Awesome... There is still so much to learn. ”

"National conditions. . . No, the world is different, this world geography is very unreasonable, except for the red earth continent around the world, 90% of the place is the sea, the land is bounded by small islands, and naturally a unique naval war culture has been derived. ”

Keqing sighed.

"It's a pity, even if you show it to me, it's useless... It is not necessary to command a small battle alone, but I can't take care of a large war alone, and it requires the cooperation of many commanders. ”

Sora looked at the moonlight in the sky.

"yes. . . Commander.. Keqing, you say... If your comrades-in-arms are Jean, Diluc, Albedo, Kujou Sara, Kamisato siblings, Kokomi Sangomiya, Goro, and you Liyue powerhouses, do you think we have a chance? ”

Keqing's vision is firm.

"Then we will be invincible! Teyvat defeated... It's because we didn't unite in the first place, and if we had joined forces in the first place, those outsiders wouldn't have been able to defeat us so easily! ”

Sora laughed.

"With your words, I'm relieved... I'm here to regroup Teyvat's forces and let you reclaim your homeland with the power you had at your peak. ”

"I'm looking forward to it."

Under the silent desert night sky, this is the agreement between the sky and the clear sky.

"Oh? It looks like our guests are coming. ”

At this time, Sora noticed that a dark shadow appeared on the sea surface in the distance, and if it weren't for his special elemental vision, he couldn't see any bit of moonlight alone.

Ten minutes later, a small boat staggered to the shore with the word "three" on it.

"MR.3, sure enough."

Keqing hid behind a stone pier and observed the situation in the bay ahead.

“MR.3？ Is that the one who can be turned into a candle? ”

"That's right, Brother Wax."

Keqing made up for it.

"I always feel ... It's weird. ”

"What is this, there are still people who can turn into springs."

"It's even weirder. HE CAME OUT ... Uh, this look. It's rude, but it's really ugly... ”

MR.3, covered in bandages, walked out of the cabin, dressed in blue and white striped short sleeves, with a huge hairstyle on his head, exuding an inexplicable decadence.

Sora looked at MR.3, but his eyes lit up.

"Candle fruit... The god of the glue guy! ”

Keqing looked at the sky with some disgust in her eyes.

"The look in your eyes ... Is it with a desire? ”

The empty eyes almost lit up with stars.

"You wait, I'll find him something to do."

"Huh?"

I couldn't help but say it, and Sora rushed out in an instant.

"Gal. Dino. ”

"Who! Who called me!! ”

MR.3, who had just suffered a defeat, was now in the midst of a post-traumatic stress response, and the sudden speech of someone in the middle of the night almost caused him to fall to the ground.

The lighter in his bare hand ignited, illuminating a small area of the environment.

"Introduce yourself, Commodore of the Navy Headquarters, the executioner is empty."

"Executioner!!? The youngest brigadier general in history!? ”

Sora walked towards Mr. 3 step by step.

"Since you know me, you don't need me to introduce me too much."

Mr.3 slowly backs away.

"You... What are you doing! I'm a high-ranking cadre in a Baroque workshop, a pirate hunter! ”

Sora moved his wrist for a moment.

"Don't talk nonsense, Klockdahl has been exposed, and now he is wanted by us, as his subordinate, you will give you two choices, make me a candle puppet, and then go back to prison with me, the second option, I will beat you, you make me a candle puppet, and then go back to prison, choose one."

Mr.3 gritted his teeth, and there was a hint of cruelty in his eyes.

"What is a brigadier general!! Don't underestimate me! I'm a Devil Fruit Ability! Defeated 42 million Bailey's pirates! Not everyone can sit on my head, Candle Armor! ”

The white candle condensed a pair of hard armor on Mr.3's body, and his whole body grew several times larger, and he was quite burly when he opened.

Sora put away the lighter.

"Toast without eating and drinking. Wind shaving! ”

Twenty seconds later, Mr. 3 had ten swollen bags on his head, and half of the glasses on his face were shattered.

Kong clapped his hands.

"42 million? Is it strong? I've captured 160 million pirates. ”

Mr.3 is lying on the ground, his arm turning white.

Although the candle restrained the thunder element, the empty body technique was not practiced in vain, the high speed of shaving and the amplification of the wind element, the kinetic energy was directly full, and then the rock element was used to wrap the fist, and the candle armor of Mr. 3 was shattered with one punch, and it was a complete blood abuse.

"I... I took it. ”

Sora took out a piece of paper from his pocket.

"Here, make these things for me before you enter the bureau."

Mr.3 glanced at the drawings and almost turned his back on it.

"This... So much!!! ”

The drawings are not large, but there are at least hundreds of models drawn on them.

The empty fist covered the rock again.

"I'll give you a chance to reorganize the language."

“！！！ I do!! ”

When the sun rose again, Mr. 3 was lying on the ground as if he had collapsed.

"Do it. . . It's done... ”

And in front of him, there are hundreds of models, from the ancestor to the banshee, from the first generation to the Taiga, from the charging god of war to the leaping charge, from the first machine to the fourth machine, each of them is meticulously crafted and lifelike, and the handiwork piece, Mr.3 is really the top.

Looking at the candle figure on the ground, the whole person is full of happy smiles.

"Finally... It's a dream come true.,No.,There's still one step away.。。 ”

As he spoke, Sora picked up a candle figure of Ultraman Zofie and lit it with a lighter.

"This is the real Captain Yantou!"

Keqing walked out behind him, puzzled why Sora was so excited about the toys on the ground.

"That's what you're talking about?"

Empty righteousness is rhetoric.

"It's a man's romance! Come on, hurry up and pack it up and keep it well, this hard wax can last for a long time if it is properly preserved! ”