Chapter Ninety-Nine: Monsters of the Night
"Shiki and Aniluben shouldn't have met, right?"
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Lindsay's sentence left Klockdahl deep in thought.
But when you think about it, there is actually no truth to this sentence.
How can there be any "shoulds" and "shouldn'ts" in the world?
Even if it seems to be a predetermined fate, it is very likely that it will eventually change its course for various reasons.
In fate, everything is inevitable.
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But......
Crocodall took a puff on his cigar and began to think through the lens of both the Golden Lion and Anilu.
As the only successful prisoner in Advance City, the Golden Lion has disappeared from the sea for many years.
There are different opinions about the intelligence of the underworld.
Some say that he was tired of fighting and chose to live in seclusion somewhere in the sea;
Some people say that he has violated the taboo of the world and has been secretly executed by the world government;
Others say that he is in the dark, and a big conspiracy is brewing;
And so on and so forth......
All in all, if Klockdahl is the [Golden Lion], then his actions must be two extremes.
Either completely evaporate from the world;
Either you have to make a move, and you will turn the whole sea upside down!
Limiting the target to Alabastan is clearly not the style of the Golden Lion.
Let's talk about the so-called "god" - Anilu.
His arrogance and presumptuousness float on the surface, seemingly lazy and casual, but there is extreme cruelty buried in his bones.
Calling oneself a "god" is a complete disdain for other "people."
It is difficult for this kind of person to be keen on adventure, and most of them will not be able to find the [Golden Lion] directly, and they may only meet by chance.
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"Is there such a coincidence in the world?"
"Or, all the so-called 'coincidences' in the world are 'inevitable'."
"Hehehe......"
After chuckling a few times, Klocodahl gathered his thoughts.
As a pragmatist at the extreme, he seldom thinks about such nonsense, and especially disdains it.
With a casual wave of his hand, Klockdahl got up and left.
"Let's wait until we see Kobra."
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Late at night.
And they fell into a deep sleep.
One of Eleguia's men was in charge of the vigil, but he was also a little drowsy.
Just as he was about to wash his face and sober up, a hand suddenly patted him on the shoulder.
"Go and get some rest, I'll come in the middle of the night."
It's Evan Lindsay.
After a short nap, he seemed to be unable to sleep, so he took the initiative to replace him.
The night watchman thanked him and went to rest.
Who will be more reassuring than that "Evan Lindsay" vigil?
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Lindsay said goodbye to the Night's Watch and lightly tapped the ground with her toes.
Airplanes......
The invisible fluctuations spread out, and there was nothing unusual around them.
After confirming this, Lindsay continued to pace, walking into the pitch-black desert to the sand dunes not far from the camp.
From here, you can see the entire camp.
Lindsey sat cross-legged on the sand, her hands hanging casually at each side.
After a while, he suddenly spoke:
"Coming?"
"Hmm."
"How long?"
"Just here."
"When are you leaving?"
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The voice didn't answer that last question right away.
After a few breaths, he put his hands lightly on Lindsay's shoulders, put his head close to Lindsay's ear, and chuckled:
"Haha, then it's up to you, little brother......"
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The dim glow of the camp fire came and lit the man's face slightly.
Long blonde hair that reached to the ground, even the temples and beard were blonde.
Thin cheeks, grinning, toothy grin.
The most striking thing is the half of the "rudder" stuck in his head.
Deeply submerged in the skull, it is slightly funny, showing the appearance of a "cockscomb head".
Who is he?
It's one of the protagonists of the previous conversation, the legendary sea pirate-
γGolden LionγShiki!
He came alone, intending to come and get off the horse, but he didn't think that someone had already discovered him.
"Is it ...... [Demon]?"
The golden lion recalled the information he had and told Lindsay's identity.
"[Demon] Evan Lindsay, Bounty: 1.6 Billion Berry."
"Haha, what an exaggerated bounty, the world government's style is really getting more and more exaggerated......"
When the golden lion said that he was rising, he simply shook Lindsay's shoulders and smiled excitedly:
"You know what? Little brother. β
"The so-called bounty does not depend entirely on the strength of the person being rewarded, but more importantly, the 'degree of threat' that person poses to the world government."
"The higher the level of threat, the higher the bounty."
"Since the beginning of that boring era of pirates, many people's bounties have gone up, one more exaggerated than the other, do you know why?"
The golden lion patted Lindsay's shoulder hard and grinned:
"Because the world government can feel that this sea is getting out of control! Hahaha! β
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This series of words seems to be unfocused......
Actually, there's really no point.
The character of the golden lion is like this, thinking out of the box, and even often in a daze or answering questions that are not answered.
But his strength and ambition are undoubted, and they are real.
Syllable! Syllable!
The golden lion snapped his fingers lightly.
Moving his feet, he danced a strange dance and drew two thin lines in the sand.
The dim light reflects the "legs" of the golden lion.
The two calves plus the soles of the feet have long since disappeared, replaced by two sharp double-edged swords!
That's a legend that belongs exclusively to the Golden Lion.
When escaping from the advancing city, in order to remove the shackles of the sea tower stone on his feet, the golden lion directly cut off his legs!
He retrieved his famous swords, Sakura Ten and Kiku, and tied them to his knees in place of his legs.
"Little brother, don't be so serious!"
The golden lion turned around, returned to Lindsay's back, and grinned:
"Lao Tzu likes strong people very much, this sea is precisely because there are strong people, so it won't be too boring!"
The golden lion leaned down slightly, and his tone gradually became cold.
"I said little brother, are you a 'strong man'?"
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"Who knows?"
Lindsay leaned back and leaned directly on the golden lion's shoulder.
The two looked at each other in a strange posture, and their words were full of hideous killing intent.
"Speaking of the golden lion, what do you think is a strong man?"
"Hmmm......"
The golden lion pondered for a moment and replied, "It is a person who has the ability to realize his ambitions - such as Lao Tzu!" β
"Really?"
Lindsay shook her head when she heard this.
"But I think that people who fight to the death for the sake of 'ambition' are already very strong."
"Hahahahaha!"
The golden lion laughed when he heard this, "Really? Just like that coward from Roger? β
"Hey, little brother, do you know how many people I've met?"
The golden lion grinned, a little fierce glint in his eyes.
"People who haven't even heard of Devil Fruits, people who haven't even mastered domineering, people who haven't even been to the Great Voyage......"
"Some people are shouting about what they want to be [One Piece], some people are going to be [Admiral], and all kinds of messy daydreams."
"Little brother, your so-called 'strong man' is very difficult to survive on this sea!"
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The golden lion finished his voice and looked at Lindsay quietly.
Long.
Both of them understood each other's meaning from the aura emanating from each other.
"Sure enough, Lao Tzuβ"
"Sure enough, I-"
The two said in unison and grinned:
"I'm very upset with you!"
Murderous intent is pervasive!
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Camp.
Awakened by the inexplicable aura, Uta opened her eyes and looked around, spotting two figures on the sand dunes in the distance.
Just as he was about to exclaim, a white glove suddenly covered Uta's mouth.
It's Bucky the Joker.
"Shhhh
Bucky motioned for Uta to remain silent, then wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said tremblingly:
"It's all monsters, it's all monsters......"
(End of chapter)