Early in the morning, the wind was blowing.

The wind of Alabastan has a special smell.

It's like an old wine that can make people slightly drunk, mixed with a few grains of salt, and has a heavy but leisurely feeling.

Four days have passed since the end of the "Conference of the Strong".

……

Click...... Click......

A man carries two jugs of wine and walks slowly on the sand with the breeze on his feet.

He walked through the ruins, around several ruins, and finally came to a small dirt bag.

It was a tomb.

Two swords are inserted in front of the tomb as "tombstones", announcing the identity of the people buried here-

【Golden Lion】Shiki!

“……”

Lindsey carried two jugs of wine, one sprinkled in front of the golden lion's tomb and the other for herself, and sat down.

"Alabastan is a good place to be."

Lindsay spoke, talking about something that wasn't there.

"Indiago, they're being targeted by the navy, and the floating islands have crashed, and you don't have a fixed place, so you'll have to stay here."

"But it's not bad, is it?"

“……”

"Woohoo!"

The cry of the gorilla is heard.

Lindsay turned his head and found that it was one of the former Golden Lion's lieutenants, Gorilla Scaledor.

It was standing not far away, sneaking a peek over Lindsay.

As a beast, Scaleddo doesn't understand the human way, but simply likes the feeling of following the golden lion.

Therefore, after the death of the golden lion, Scaledor did not retreat with Indigo and others, but stayed in place, and even took the initiative to help bury the golden lion.

"Hah!"

Lindsay squinted and shook her head, took out the prepared banana, and threw it to the gorilla not far away.

"Whoa?"

After a little temptation, Scalredo let his guard down, picked up the banana, and began to feast on it.

After the death of the golden lion, Scalredo became less aggressive, and simply guarded the grave of his captain.

That's fine.

The beast's behavior is instinctual, and its fate is determined by itself.

Since Scalredo was going to stay here all the time, there was certainly no reason for the crowd to stop him.

"I've already talked to the Alabastan side, they will bring food over regularly, so you can live here."

Lindsay got up to leave, waving behind her back to say goodbye to Scaleddor.

"Goodbye."

“……”

"Woohoo!"

……

After saying goodbye to Scaleddor, Lindsay headed north.

A little further on, there is a refuge for the inhabitants of Arubana and a temporary stronghold for the royal family of Alabastan.

The impact of this incident is too great, both at home and abroad, there are a huge number of problems that need to be dealt with urgently, so Kobra is almost busy from morning to night, and he doesn't even have time to rest.

Thinking of this, Lindsay couldn't help but stop in place and sighed loudly:

"Sure enough, the life of the king is really not easy!"

“……”

"It's really no-tolerate-easy-ah——!"

“……”

"You're right, little crocodile?"

"The next time you find me, just say it, don't wait for me to answer you."

The surrounding sand swelled, condensing into the shape of Klockdahl.

He was injured one after another in the strong competition, and his injuries were not light and his physical strength was exhausted, so he rested for two days before finally recovering a little.

Seeing this, Lindsay smiled and took out something and threw it to Crocodall.

Klockdahl thought it was wine, so he took it cleanly, only to immediately notice that it didn't feel right.

When I looked down, it was a golden banana!

Klocodahl: "? ”

Lindsay also took out one and explained as she ate: "The wine is finished, and there are still bananas left." ”

Klockdahl: "......"

Stumble.

Sure enough, you can't chat with primitive people, it will only make people angry!

Realizing this, Klockdahl was going to get straight to the point, and said in a deep voice:

"I came to you for two things—"

"First, after resting for so many days, my body is a little rusty, accompany me to move;"

“……”

"Oh, okay."

Lindsay nodded.

Having just developed the Curse Blue form, Lindsay really needs a good opponent to sparring with, and she is naturally happy to do so.

But Klockdahl's words were clearly not finished.

"What about the second thing?"

"Second? Hehehehehehe......

Klockdahl laughed gloomily, and suddenly turned into a sandstorm, swinging his gravel scimitar and slashing at Lindsay.

Bite!

The gravel scimitar hit the ancient armed color domineering, and the two sides were at a stalemate.

Only then did Klockdahl smile and say, "Talk while fighting!" ”

"Aha!"

Lindsay grinned, jerked at the ancient armed color domineering, and forcibly distanced himself from Klockdahl.

The two sides lined up and began to conceive their next move in their own minds.

Whether it is Lindsay or Crocodall, they are both in the state of recovering from serious injuries, and it is a little unnecessary to fight with all their might.

Therefore, the focus of this "battle" is not pure strength, but the "moves" themselves.

Use the "Minimal Force" to drive moves and try to crush your opponents!

"Hehehehe, yes, it's kind of interesting."

Crocodall sucked his cigar in his mouth, half of his body turned into gravel, hiding in the surrounding sand.

He's not the kind of person who rests on his laurels.

If it is useful, it will be learned; If it works, imitate it; If it's good, just do it!

Through the battle with Anilu and the Golden Lion, Klokdal has developed his own fruit ability to a closer level, and the way he uses it has become more and more varied!

He elementalized half of his body, hiding in everything around him, waiting for an opportunity to move.

Compare Evan Lindsay.

He was watching it all with interest, his pupils turning into arrows, moving back and forth in the whites of his eyes, pouring all the flow of force into his mind.

After using the spell blue form several times, Lindsay had already learned how to choose between the "important points" and ignore the inconsequential forces.

"Doesn't it feel bad......"

Lindsay grinned, bowed slightly, and her arms naturally fell to the ground.

Klockdahl looked at this scene with a slightly stunned expression.

"Sure enough......"

Evan Lindsay's state at the moment is terrifying!

The upper and lower eyelids are wide open, and the two eyeballs are facing different directions, turning at a very fast speed.

The visible "black arrows" emerge from the corners of the eyes and extend to Lindsay's arms, like two long snake-shaped tattoos.

Swish! Swish!

Two illusory arms, one on the left and one on the right, reappeared, but the elements that made up the arms were no longer thunder pulp, but materialized arrows that were completely out of the form of Curse Blue!

“？！”

"This primitive man's ability has been further improved!"

Klockdahl tilted his head and took a step forward, and the sand around him boiled.

Use "Thunder" as a template to expand the attack range of the Rustling Fruit as much as possible, and it is no longer limited to one point.

- Rustling Fruit, Erosion Reincarnation, Change!

Rumble!

Apparently the necessary conditions for "touching the ground with the palm of your hand" were not met, but the surrounding sand dried up and boiled further, bubbles like boiling water.

Goo-goo-goo......

Suddenly, it was as if a cannonball had landed at Lindsay's feet and exploded.

Rumble!

Lindsey jumped up and dodged, and the two illusory arms swung in quick succession, smashing the "arrows" that made them up into the sand.

Whew!

Several arrows swam the sand, encircling the nearby boiling sand, and encompassing Klockdal.

Curse Blue Form: Gravitational Convergence!

The arrow turns inward, and the direction of the force changes instantaneously, pushing all the surrounding gravel inward.

Under extreme squeezing, the half-body elementalized Klockdahl was forced to manifest.

Ode!

As soon as I raised my eyes, I saw Lindsay coming.

The two entities have arrows wrapped around their arms, converging all the "power" around them into their fists.

Rumble! Rumble!

Two punches rang out, knocking Klockdahl apart, and the grit scattered all around.

“！”

Klockdahl's eyes widened, his gaze a little stunned.

Lindsay's two punches only used abilities, so they couldn't hurt the root of the natural ability.

But if the fist just now was wrapped in the color of ancient weapons, I am afraid that Klockdahl would have been seriously injured by now.

He was the first to recover his mouth and vocal cords, and muttered:

"Is it a manipulated 'force'? What an exaggeration......"

“……”

Bang la la blah!

The battle was not over yet, but Klockdahl was already a little impatient.

He turned into a sandstorm and slashed at Lindsey with a gravel scimitar while throwing his "second thing".

"I have a question."

Klockdahl frowned slightly, and said gloomily:

"What happened after you defeated the golden lion, that is, when you were lying on your back?"

Klockdahl recalled that scene, puzzled.

"Or—"

"What did you see?"

(End of chapter)