"Oh, oh, chef, don't you need to catch up with your good friend?"
On the Platinum Draig, which was gradually flying away from Baratie, Vlad said to the chef, "Didn't you haven't seen each other for many years? Don't you need to catch up on the past? We have no problem. We still have a lot of time anyway. It doesn't matter, there's no problem in staying a few more days!"
"Of course you have no problem!"
The maid leaned against the side of the ship and smiled. There were still obvious traces of cream on the corners of Vlad's mouth. "Of course you don't mind, Captain. You must be very satisfied with the skills of the two chefs, right?"
"Well, the cooking skills of those two chefs are really great! Whether it's Mr. Chef or Mr. Sanji,"
The musician lady who was sitting on the deck with a bright smile on her face said, "It's really delicious. It's almost as equal as what Mr. Chef makes."
"Of course!"
The chef smiled, "Those father and son are both chefs that should not be underestimated!"
"Hey, is that Chef the father of Mr. Sanji? He obviously looks nothing like him!"
Serena exclaimed, although she has never had any dealings with her, she still has some opinions about the perv chef. At least in appearance, she is very different from the old man with a braided beard. It's so big that a discerning person can tell at a glance that the two people are not related by blood.
"Well, it does look quite similar!"
The maid agreed that the two people are indeed similar, not in appearance, but in spirit. The two men have the same spirit, and there is no doubt that they are the same as father and son.
"But is it really okay to say goodbye hastily like this?"
Vlad said, "You are truly lifelong friends who we haven't seen for many years. Don't you need to say goodbye properly?"
"No need, Captain,"
The chef smiled, "It's completely unnecessary! A man's farewell does not require too many words!"
"It's just a short separation. We will meet again sooner or later!"
"On this blue sea, sooner or later we will meet him. When that time comes, let's have a good time reminiscing with him!"
"I had my own adventure, he had his dream,"
The chef smiled, "Even though we are best friends, this is no reason to bind each other. Mr. Captain, I think you understand best! Because I am his best friend, so I will never interfere with his story!"
"What I can do is, when we meet again on the sea one day in the future, we can have a good time over wine and tell stories about the past!"
Said the chef, "That's what I think!"
"Okay, so romantic!"
Serena awed.
"Uhahahaha!!!"
Vlad laughed loudly, "That's it, this is how a man's farewell should be! Tears, sadness, sorrow, where are the needs of these things? Say goodbye with a smile, and what you are looking forward to is to meet again with a smile next time. That's what men on the sea are like!"
"On the vast sea, all encounters are destined, and no absolutely isolated person exists! Sooner or later, sooner or later, we will meet again!"
"There is no doubt about this!"
"Isn't that natural?"
The cook smiled.
"Speaking of which, is that guy Enel awake yet?"
Vlad asked aloud, realizing that there was one less person on the deck.
"Nope,"
baby-5 smiled, "That guy was drinking heavily while eating just now. The bottles he drank up could fill a table. How can he wake up so easily!"
Vlad couldn't help but feel a headache,
"This guy has really changed a lot! "
Vlad really couldn't imagine that the noble and cool Sky Island God could actually turn into such an alcoholic, so what exactly happened that day in Roguetown? He don't understand it at all.
"Well, since we have already been to the two places we wanted to go!"
Vlad looked at the distant sky and smiled, "Then it's time to do something serious!"
"Shaking the world, that's how it starts!"
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"They've left?"
In the somewhat empty hall, Boss Zeff looked at Sanji who was leaning on the back of his chair, smoking a cigarette and looking at the ceiling, and said calmly.
"Well, their voyage has begun again!"
Sanji slowly exhaled a puff of smoke and replied.
"is this okay?"
Zeff said: "You're going to say goodbye like this? Don't you want to have a good time reminiscing about the past?"
"I really want to! Stinky old man, but that guy Dino doesn't seem to want to stay any longer!"
Sanji gave a somewhat depressed answer. He didn't know why his best friend didn't want to stay here for a while. Sanji didn't doubt that the friendship between his friend and himself was not as strong as it used to be. It could be seen from the obvious friendship. Dino still considers him his best friend, and so does he.
Zeff smiled, "Of course, brat, that guy is expecting it!"
"Huh?"
Sanji suddenly looked back at Zeff, looking a little surprised.
"He's expecting you, Sanji,"
Zeff smiled and said, "There is no doubt that he does not care about the current encounter. What he is looking forward to is the reunion on the sea in the future!"
"..."
Sanji said nothing.
"We'll meet again soon!"
Zeff turned and walked upstairs, his voice filling the hall, "As long as you are still chasing all blue, then one day, you will meet again on the sea!"
"Sanji, he is looking forward to the day you go to sea!"
"all blue?"
Sanji quietly lit a cigarette and held it in his mouth, looking at the sky in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking.
After a long time, Sanji gently blew out a smoke ring and sneered, "What a disastrous defeat! No match at all!"
"Is this the difference between the chef who is sailing on the sea and me? You are too strong, Dino, you guy,"
Sanji murmured to himself, "Will I also go to sea one day?"
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"Captain, what exactly is the goal you are talking about?"
The maid asked, "You have been saying that you want to shake the world since you left Sky Island, but you have never said what your goal is!"
Vlad is really a guy who likes to tell the truth. He always speaks half of what he says, and always likes to let others speak half of his words. Then he feels itchy in his heart, as if there is a cat scratching his heart. This time is of course no exception. As early as in Sky Island he had already said that he had a clear goal, but he never said it, which is very annoying.
Vlad smiled and scratched his head, "I have a small goal, and if I want to accomplish this small goal, I have to beat this awesome guy first! So my goal now is this awesome guy!"
"Awesome guy?"
The chef smiled, "How awesome is that guy?"
"Well, you've heard of him,"
Vlad spoke slowly,
"The Golden Lion."