"You are free, you don't have to follow me."
Dylan carried Shura and looked at this creature that seemed human...
He's too tall. Is he Linlin's distant relative?
Craig pursed his lips, unsure how to express his inner thoughts. He could only silently follow the white-haired boy.
He is very powerful, and he doesn't kill people randomly... He doesn't kill ordinary people indiscriminately...
After entering the stronghold, Dylan began to rest with his eyes closed. His Haki had grown significantly, and the pirates entrenched around had almost been wiped out. It's time to change areas.
Xiuxixixixixixixixixi·······
The heavy rain came suddenly, and through the chaotic white noise, Dylan's sleepiness gradually came to his mind.
Um?
"Go and see if the young man who has been following me is still there."
"He has been sitting in the corner outside."
Dylan frowned, opened the door, and walked out.
In the heavy rain, Dylan held an umbrella and looked at the young man sitting in the corner. This guy's physical fitness was excellent, and the hot and cold weather didn't seem to affect him much at all.
"Why were you captured as a slave by them?"
Craig raised his head in confusion: "Huh? I don't know..."
A little silly?
Dylan looked at his pure eyes; a fool's eyes should be more cloudy...
"Okay, then let me ask you, do you want to have a full meal?"
"Yes!"
Having enough to eat has always been Craig's greatest wish and pursuit.
"Go break that tree." Dylan pointed towards a big tree in the distance where two people were hugging.
"Huh? Oh!"
Craig walked up to the big tree and hesitated, as if he didn't know how to start.
"Use your fists."
"Oh."
Boom!
The big tree trembled, and the raindrops hanging on the leaves poured down instantly.
"Keep fighting."
Craig, soaked by the rain, turned his head to look at Dylan.
Dylan looked at the slightly raised ground beside him and secretly smacked his lips: "If you break it, you will have something to eat."
"Every day!"
"Really!?"
Craig's eyes lit up. Although many people had made similar promises to him, they all disappeared inexplicably in the end. Some died, some escaped, and some gave up because of his cowardice.
Craig turned to look at the big tree again, and after sizing it up, he raised his fist above his head.
"Stop, that's not it!"
Dylan walked over to him, pulled his fists down, and placed them flat on his waist.
"Stand firm on your feet, use strength from your waist, tighten the muscles in your shoulders, and work hard with your whole body! You only have one chance!"
"Remember, there is food to eat! If you keep failing, you will go back to where you came from."
A thunder flashed, and along with the thunder, a dull voice sounded.
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Two figures carrying boulders ran on the beach. One tall, one short; one fat, one thin.
"Huh...huh...huh...huh..."
Dylan adjusted his breathing while looking at Craig next to him, who was still not under much pressure.
This guy... Definitely a distant relative of Linlin!
After circling the island ten times, Dylan wrung out his shirt and threw it over his shoulders.
"Your training is over. Go find Bamond in the afternoon to learn knowledge."
"Huh? Oh..."
When he heard the word "study," Craig felt a little sad. That "knowledge" was too difficult.
But...
He looked at Dylan next to him...
Even though he is so powerful and knowledgeable, He can often be heard discussing things with old man that he doesn't understand at all.
The words "faith", "class", and "struggle" sound very powerful.
"Do you know why I haven't taught you how to fight yet?"
Dylan and Craig walked back side by side. Seeing Craig's somewhat sad look, Dylan patted his arm.
"You have to understand that if you only have power but cannot master it and use it correctly, then you cannot be called a human being."
Craig turned his head in confusion. He had never mentioned wanting to learn Dylan's fighting skills.
But every time Dylan practiced, Craig would watch blankly, even though he couldn't understand it.
"Human is not human? What is that?"
Dylan paused.
"A beast, a beast driven by desire and instinct."
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After emerging from the water, Craig washed his arms and cheeks.
Today, he is no longer the young man who even struggled to speak. He is no longer a "beast"!
"Sir, the cleaning is complete."
On the riverbank, a guard seemed to have been waiting for him for a long time, but he didn't look strange at all.
"Take a rest for two days, return the wounded, notify the other side to come and take over, and we will go to the next location."
"Yes, sir."
After the guard left, Craig sat on the riverbank and looked at his reflection in the water.
He had a full beard, thick eyebrows, big eyes, and firm, sharp eyes. The bulging muscles on his body were no less impressive than Bullet's.
Turning his head to look at the breached city gate, Craig lowered his head and thought for a moment.
I was really too careless just now. After more than ten days of lightning-fast attacks, they defeated this "pirate kingdom" with overwhelming force. To avoid too many casualties among the soldiers, he still led the charge with his exhausted body. But at the last moment, a trace of fatigue made him relax his vigilance, and he was hit by a pirate's cannonball.
His ability had just been acquired, and he was not yet proficient in using it. The moment the shell exploded, his ability activated.
According to the order of "Sir," once his ability is exposed, all witnesses at the scene must be wiped out. Special moments even include his subordinates!
This reminded him of what the man once said to him: "If you love a soldier, you should treat him like a son, and if you use him, you should treat him like clay."
Craig clenched his fists.
When he stood up again, the confusion and regret in his eyes disappeared.
...
At this time in Greenbit, Dylan was standing at CP's station.
"We borrowed Mariejois's archived documents, but we still can't determine the location of 'Sleeping Town'..."
After hesitating for a moment, CP0 asked tentatively: "Does that place... really exist?"
Can't find it...?
Dylan frowned... shouldn't be...
"It's a desolate place. There should be a church there, and there are a lot of bats."
"Bats?" A CP member muttered after hearing Dylan's words.
Dylan and CP0 turned to look at the man simultaneously.
"·········"
"I have indeed seen such a place before. There is indeed a small church in my impression, and the night there is very long, with many bats, but that place does not seem to be called Sleeping Town..."
Seeing the expressions of the two people opposite becoming more and more dangerous, the CP member quickly continued: "Here, I remember the locals call it Bat Town."
After noting the location, Dylan nodded.
Then his figure disappeared.
CP0 looked at his subordinates: "Pack your bags."
"If he finds it, you will be promoted. If not... you will prepare to go to the depths of the New World."
The CP members stood stunned.
Why can't I control my mouth?
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