Self-Discipline! Have You Seen Marineford at Four o’clock in the Morning?

Three days later.

In a small deserted village in Jiuli District.

The ground is covered with gravel, moss is growing, and the shadows of trees are whirling.

Roy, Crocodile, Moria, ghost spiders... and a group of powerful warriors sat on the ground, silent and solemn.

Three days have passed, but the people who have retreated from the Jiuli District Arms Factory are already waiting anxiously.

It's so peaceful.

In these three days, Leopard Goro and Chisao Nine Heroes, no, now they are Chisao Eight Heroes, who have exhausted their intelligence sources to investigate the movement of Beasts Pirates as much as possible.

But they got nothing.

The capital of Wanokuni, the capital of flowers, was as calm as a pool of stagnant water, and there was no sense of tension about the imminent war.

Without any military mobilization, the people are relatively calm.

Kurozumi Orochi continued to line up banquets in the general's mansion, drinking and dancing, singing and singing every night.

The whole Wanokuni is so calm that there is a shocking feeling.

"What on earth is Kaido thinking... It's so disturbing, this calm."

Leopard Goro's face was so gloomy that it was about to drip, his eyebrows curled into a ball, and he pinched out the burnt cigar in his hand.

This is already his third cigar today.

The room was filled with thick white smoke.

Roy closed his eyes slightly, tapping the table lightly with one hand, making a rhythmic sound, as if lost in thought.

After a while, he suddenly opened his eyes and said:

"Is there any news from Lord Oden?"

Leopard Goro was taken aback and shook his head.

The others also sighed bitterly.

Whether it is the peace on the Beasts Pirates side or the disappearance of Kozuki Oden, there is an extremely disturbing sense of tension and oppression.

"Why don't we just kill the city of flowers..."

At this moment,

The ghost spider who had been silent for a while suddenly spoke.

As soon as he opened his mouth, a mysterious and severe killing intent escaped from his body, which was shocking.

But his opening attracted additional attention.

"Your knife... Is it..."

Jinweimen stood up suddenly, his face changed slightly, his pupils contracted tightly, and he stared at the knife held by the ghost spider.

"Autumn Water!!"

Denjiro let out a cold exclamation, and subconsciously drew his sword.

Keng!

The blade dragged a crisp cold sound.

The others also reacted immediately, staring at the ghost spider with vigilant expressions.

"How could Qiushui be in your hands!!"

"This is Wanokuni's national treasure!!"

"Could it be that the tomb of "Dragon Slayer" Ryoma was dug not long ago, and you are the one behind the scenes?"

"Marshal Roy!!"

Moria had already shrunk to the side of the room at this time, not daring to say a word.

Roy stood up slowly and stood in front of everyone.

"The tomb of Longma was excavated, and it has nothing to do with us."

"This handful of autumn water is a gift from someone else."

Leopard Goro came out as a peacemaker at this time:

"Roy, this handful of autumn water is our Wanokuni's national treasure, with great symbolic significance..."

"If possible, I hope you can repay it to us."

His eyes stopped for a moment on the ghost spider, and finally fell on Roy.

At this moment,

A low, free and easy voice suddenly came from outside the hut.

"It's not just a sword. It's not a shit national treasure. Since Marshal Roy's deputy needs this sword, give it to him!"

"The real national treasure of Wanokuni cannot be represented by a sword."

The voice floated from far and near, as if with a strong wine and unruly, the voice was full of wildness.

The moment I heard this sound,

Except for the few outsiders like Roy, everyone in the room was shocked immediately, and bursts of amazing light burst out in their eyes.

"Master Oden!!"

They all exclaimed.

The door of the hut suddenly opened, and the squally wind outside the house poured in, blowing everyone's clothes flying, their eyes half-squinted.

The sound of unhurried footsteps came from far away from outside the house.

Everyone turned their heads in unison.

I saw the village trail at the end of my sight,

The withered yellow leaves fluttered and curled all over the sky,

The shade of the forest is full of shadows,

The afterglow of the setting sun penetrated through the trees,

Under the shadow of the tree, a fuzzy light Madara was projected.

A figure in a samurai robe, with two knives hanging around his waist, and a pot of spirits in his hands, like a drunk, walked slowly towards them.

Although he was full of alcohol, his unruly footsteps and heroic free and easy attitude gave people a sense of sight of a rash hero.

The figure looking up and drinking under the setting sun, laughed presumptuously, arrogantly dry!

"Is this Kozuki Oden?"

The ghost spider stared at the figure with scorching eyes, and his fighting spirit was thriving.

Roy smiled.

Don't say anything else,

At least this Kozuki Oden,

There are really some unique qualities of a samurai.

Kozuki Oden!

Heir to the original General Wanokuni,

A noble family of noble birth,

The crew of Roger Pirates,

One of the people who knows everything!

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