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Nami is not ignorant of the outside world in Weather Island, after all, she still has a mobile phone to play.

So it won't be the state of a hillbilly like Zoro, who is just connected to the Internet in the village.

She curled her lips and looked at Will, her face full of complaints.

"I am already the king of the world, do you still care about my old friend, after all, because of someone, the Bailey in my hand is not worth anymore!"

Weir smiled, knowing that Nami was not because of the money, but was angry that he hadn't been to the Weather Island to see her in the past two years.

"Fujitora-san, am I really going too far? Would you like to apologize?

But he also deliberately cooperated and asked Fujitora.

Fujitora smiled, and said with a stick in her arms.

"Your Majesty, I think you are already the emperor who rules the world. How can you apologize for such a trivial matter?"

Wil touched his chin suddenly, looked at Nami and said playfully.

"Yixiaosang is right. I am the king of the world. No matter what I do, I will be forgiven, right?"

Nami immediately akimbo her hips, her eyes are about to burst into flames, but she hasn't said what she says, and when she sees it, Will gently abandons her body.

"There must be such a person in this world who cares about everything about you at all times.

Weir had one hand behind him, and the other hand made a please gesture to Nami.

Nami was a little indifferent at first, then watched 043 and saw the cloaked man slowly coming from behind Will.

Immediately stunned.

She was tall and thin, but she could be recognized as a woman at a glance. She was hidden outside the large cloak, and she also had an old-fashioned rifle that she carried with her.

That gun is indeed too old. It was so old that Marine, a subsidiary of the World government, was no longer installed ten years ago.

Nami's pupils shrank slightly, and she recognized that the gun was the same one used by the past foster mother Bell-mère.

That is the honor of the mother in the past.

Where did you find this gun. "

Nami was a little surprised, and then looked at Will in shock.

"Isn't it the tomb of Bell-mère dug??"

This gun was buried in Bell-mère's grave when the dragon killed Bell-mère.

"Yes, I dug it. Just about a year ago, on a dark and windy night, I personally went with Fujitora-san with a shovel. It took a lot of effort to find Bell-mère's grave. ."

Well admitted generously.

Fujitora on the side also nodded and interjected.

In fact, "the shovel is useless at all, the old man did it himself."

"It only took a few seconds (bfj clock, and the head of the grave flew away." Well said in great detail.

Listening to the conversation between you and me, Nami got goosebumps all over, and his face was completely dark.

Although the children on the sea don't care about these things, it is Bell-mère after all!

"Just for this gun, jerk! Do you want to die??!"

Her eyes burst into flames, and the light in her palms had risen--this was the Thunder Fruit ability that Weir once gave her.

But before she could do anything, the woman under the cloak suddenly rushed over.

A gentle embrace has hugged her tightly.

"Nami, thank you for your hard work."

A familiar voice rang in Nami's ear.

She was there in a daze, speechless for a long time, and could only look at the person who hugged herself after the cloak fell off.

For a while, he stopped breathing.

Red hair, individual hairstyle.

Plaid shirt, jeans.

Eyes full of tears, familiar face.

The dazzling sunlight shone from behind that person, Nami felt the sky spin for a while, and the whole person was dumbfounded.

Bell-mère!!

A living Bell-mère!

Living Bell-mère!

Surprise unexpected and always so sudden.

Weir smiled very softly. He used to be an ordinary person from a peaceful world, and now he is the emperor of the world, but giving roses to others will leave the fragrance in his hand. Good deeds always make people happy.

Each such clone needs a lot of time to make, especially Bell-mère has only bones left, and it is even more difficult to make it. It took a year for her to grow up.

He quietly left here with Fujitora, leaving time for Nami and Bell-mère.

Nuoqigao is also on this island. I think the three of you will meet soon.

The war between Alabasta and the World government will be a long-term process.

Uranus's ability includes the part that interferes with the direction and magnetic field. If all the opponents do not carry a mobile phone as a location, the chance of Will finding them is very small.

And with Eim's power, the entire Alabasta can only be harmless only by Leviathan.

Even an Admiral-class powerhouse can't say that he can weather thunderstorms 24 hours a day, and he doesn't even care about sleeping.

Even Kaido can't do it.

The world is now divided into three.

The first world is the nations headed by Alabasta of Vale.

The second world is the world government extremely powerful.

The Third World is an independent non-affiliated country.

Now the Second World has almost collapsed, becoming a piece of loose sand.

Although the Third World is rare, it does not mean that it does not exist, such as the country of the Zuowu giant elephant, such as the country of the small people.

These countries are isolated from the world and live their own lives, and Will has no intention of disturbing them.

After all, their population is too small and the land they occupy is so small that they can protect biodiversity without disturbing them. It may not be a good thing if they interfere too much.

"Your Majesty," Fujitora stopped as he walked, "I have one thing.

Weir looked at him suspiciously.

"What's up?"

Fujitora was rare in silence, and seemed to hesitate whether or not to say it, or how to say it.

He spoke after a long time.

"A few days ago, a man came to Alabasta. He told me a huge secret. I think it is necessary for you to meet him."

"What's the secret?" Weir only asked a word.

Fujitora paused for a moment, put the knife against the ground in front of her, and slowly said two words.

"eternal life."

Suddenly, Wil knew who he was talking about, and at the same time understood the meaning of Fujitora's words.

Trafalgar Law!

Paramecia Devil Fruit, Op-Op Fruit ability!

It is said that Op-Op Fruit is developed to the end, and immortal surgery can be used, but the price is that the operator will sacrifice his life.

Weir once thought that Eim was a character from eight hundred years ago, who had accepted the immortal existence of Op-Op Fruit.

He did not answer Fujitora's words. He raised his head and looked at the slim sea and the brilliant sun. Even if he controlled the entire world, he still felt that he was too ignorant compared to the world at this moment.

Resurrection, soul, eternal life, across time, across space.

This sea is too mysterious.

What is the source of all this?

Perhaps it has something to do with the secret treasure guarded by the three major weapons.

And the truth that Devil Fruit is hated by the sea may also be hidden there. .

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