MTL - One Piece: The Long Road-Chapter 15 2 years later...

Time is like a naughty child, always disappearing from his eyes inadvertently, as if it is like the soft and well-defined sand in his hand, which is disobediently flowing from the fingers, and it is impossible to hold it.

Two years passed quickly.

The sky is bright, and the morning air permeates the Xibei Village. A thin white mist gently envelopes the small village. The morning dew left by the late night can be seen everywhere on the leaves of the plants on the roadside. The insects are sucking the purest dew every day, but they attract the attention of the birds flying among the trees, like a picture of a vibrant morning.

Hed, the old village chief who was enjoying the fresh air, woke up very early, and the two years had not brought any changes to Hed's appearance.

Looking carefully at Xibei Village, which was shrouded in mist, Heder smiled softly, remembering the conversation he had with the **** Kunke last night.

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"It's been two years, and it's gone by very quickly." Kunke looked emotional.

"Oh, yes." Hede slowly spread out his palm, looked at the pattern of a strange shield on the palm, shook his head gently, and an old voice sounded, "Two years have passed, Although it’s fast, it’s only two years for an old guy like me. The passage of time can’t bring me anything, but it can make young people grow up. How are Sibe and Wang Li now?”

Kunke, who was sighing, heard Hede's question, and his mouth cracked, but he didn't laugh out loud.

"Those two boys have grown up very fast. I passed my epee style to Sibe, and now he has understood the meaning of the sword. It's also very good, with a calm and mature personality, very good tactical use against the enemy, and the ability of the Devil Fruit has been mastered well after his own exploration, that is..."

Speaking of this, Quinck paused, raised his heavy eyebrows, and continued,

"Wang Li has no experience in killing, and is different from Xibei's stubborn character. He is very rational, but he is very mature in thinking at a young age, but because of this, he has a great flaw in his xinxing. This flaw may give He inflicted mortal wounds."

"Oh, that's it." Hede sighed, leaning on crutches, got up from his chair and walked to the window, staring at the bright moon hanging in the air outside the window, and said in a deep voice,

"Kunk, you taught Siby the epee, do you have any idea of ​​handing over the magic weapon on the back mountain to Siby for use?"

As early as after Hod got up, Kunke took out a cigarette and inhaled it. The smoke he exhaled filled the small space, covering his face with Chinese characters in the smoke.

"I do have this plan, old man. When it comes to our generation, we should be flexible. Remember what Sila said?"

"Sibe is still young, and is the most suitable person to pick up the magic weapon. In fact, I am also selfish, and it can be regarded as... a kind of sustenance for my dreams."

He De, who was standing at the window, clasped his hands against his back, and did not turn his head. A bright moon emitting a silvery white light was imprinted in his dry eyes, and the corners of his mouth moved like dry tree bark.

"Hey, just listen to you, when are you going to let Xibe go to the back mountain to pull up the magic weapon?"

Kunke, who threw the cigarette holder in his hand out of the house, pouted and said,

"The day after tomorrow, it's not an easy thing to pull up the magic weapon, let's not talk about the beast that protects the magic weapon, you must also have the belief that you can hold the magic weapon, so I plan to go to Xibe's house tomorrow and tell me Information about his magic soldier."

"That's it, Kunke, now I feel... the breath that has been held in my chest for many years is no longer there at this time, and I feel light."

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Taking a deep breath of the morning air again, He De no longer nostalgic, turned and walked back to his own room. This is the best time for him to enjoy every day, drinking tea and having breakfast.

Sybil's house.

Through the thin white mist, it was vaguely visible that there were two young men squatting in the yard of Xibei's house, staring at the ground seriously, as if there was something very precious.

"Hey, Xiaoxi, do you think this time period is suitable for eating roasted sweet potatoes?" The speaker was a slender, black-haired young man with a handsome face. His dark eyes were dazzling, and a bright light flashed from time to time. , was asking a question to a muscular, muscular young man next to him.

"Hey, delicious food is suitable for eating at any time, and the most important thing is that I don't believe that the **** Uncle Kunke will come to us at this time." The robust young man kept his eyes fixed, A pair of sapphire-like eyes stared at a small dirt bag on the ground intently.

The slender young man rolled his eyes and patted his forehead. It was for this reason that you pulled me to bake sweet potatoes early in the morning.

The two young people were Wang Li and Sibe two years later.

"Xiao Li, how long do you have to wait?" Siby, who was staring at the little bun, was a little impatient.

"Ten minutes or so, the sweet potatoes in Xibei Village are a bit special. Besides, you don't know the time, so why do you have to ask me." Wang Li's expression of "you're here again" shows that the number of times this scene is staged is not small.

"Ah, ah, I hate waiting for the sweet potato to ripen the most."

"That can't be helped, who makes you want to eat it, idiot."

Siby sighed with a negative expression, and suddenly asked Wang Li next to him as if he had remembered something, "Xiao Li, do you still remember that night two years ago? You didn't tell me your dreams at that time. Is it alright now?"

Wang Li, who was pondering the time, heard Xibei's words, and said with a smile, "Oh, I didn't have any dreams at that time, even now, I still can't be sure what my dreams are, but there are. The goal is to stand in front of Xiaoxi and protect Xiaoxi."

You can only hear Siby's look of desperation.

"I really have no ambition, I still want to be an admiral of the navy. Now I have taken the first step, hehe, since you have no dreams, Xiaoli, then if I can't become a Just help me fulfill my dream and become an admiral."

Wang Li, who was pressing his hand lightly on the small dirt bag, slowly raised his head, looked at Xibei seriously, and said, "Okay, if you can't be a good candidate, then I'll reluctantly do it for you, hehe. "

"Ah, what do you mean by reluctance?"

"Well, with your pig brain, Siby, it's hard to be an admiral."

"Bastard, who are you talking about, you're a pig's brain."

"Oh, the sweet potatoes are ripe."

Siby, who was said to be a pig's brain, had an angry look on his face. He was about to start. When he heard Wang Li's words, he couldn't wait to dig up a small dirt bag and put the thought of wanting to do it behind his head, as if he was a little boy. There are valuable treasures in the bag.

Seeing Siby digging up the little dirt with a hungry face, Wang Li reminded cautiously, "Be careful, don't dig up the sweet potato."

"Got it!" Siby didn't even look back, she focused on digging the small dirt bag.

"Yo, what a coincidence, are you preparing breakfast? I just didn't eat it, so count my share."

A familiar and calm voice suddenly came from the gate, but it was Kunke's voice.

As soon as he heard the sound, Sibi's forehead suddenly burst into a few blue veins, stopped his work, jumped up and pointed at Kunke with a lazy face and shouted, "What a coincidence, why does every time we eat roasted sweet potatoes? You'll always show up at the right time, bastard."

"Ah, don't be so ruthless, I have something serious to do today."

"Bastard, you always make this excuse."

Listening to the familiar conversation, Wang Li stroked his forehead, sighed, and then squatted down to dig up a small dirt bag. He had long been used to such a scene.