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

A gloomy sky,

The gunpowder that runs through the world,

The streets stained red with blood........

The pain in my heart far exceeds the torture of physical trauma.

Can't beat........

It is too strong.

This is the big·mom pirate group...

Charlotte Conte, the sixth son of the Charlotte family.

Facing such a monster, the swordsmanship and fighting skills that he is proud of are useless.

Could it be that... is it over like this?

Cyrus firmly grasped the broken hilt of the huge sword in his hand, and let out a silent growl, his eyes full of bloodshot eyes.

He loves this country very much,

Maybe he has no relatives anymore,

But here are his friends,

Here is the king who appreciates reusing him,

Here are his comrades who live and die together,

the most important,

There are people here who he likes and are willing to protect for the rest of his life.

Thought of here,

Cyrus turned his head subconsciously, his tired and heavy eyelids lifted, and his red eyelids gently looked towards the direction of the King's Heights behind him.

On the lofty King's Heights,

There are rolling dressrosa palace complexes,

There was a soft smile on his face that couldn't help.

His sight seemed to cross the highlands, mountains, palaces,

I saw a beautiful figure with her hands folded, her eyes closed and praying for her safe return.

"Scarlet..."

Cyrus chanted the name hoarsely.

Perhaps what even his closest comrades and subordinates don’t know is,

The legendary gladiator of Dressrosa Arena,

Choosing to be incognito as the leader of a king’s guard,

The real reason behind,

Just because in a gladiatorial fight,

He saw the shadow in the audience.

The bullfighting arena is an extremely cruel place.

Perhaps for many gladiators, it is a place that has become famous and won countless honors and money.

But Cyrus is different.

He just wants to win.

Starting from scratch,

Until three thousand victories,

With the sword in his hand,

Made a legendary myth.

But in fact,

Cyrus himself knew very well,

The brave who wielded swords to fight in the bullfight arena,

From the eyes of the people in the audience,

It's just a group of wild beasts, clowns in order to please them.

Everyone is laughing,

Everyone is shouting,

Everyone was red-eyed, yelling and urging frantically,

In order to see more blood, more cruel pictures... so that their bets become bigger and bigger.

The so-called "Legendary Gladiator"?

In the eyes of many nobles, there is not much difference from the tigers and lions locked up in zoos for viewing.

Everyone is carnival,

But she alone,

The eldest daughter of the royal family of the Liku clan, the eldest princess of Dressrosa,

But worrying.

Yes,

In the third thousand battles,

Facing an unprecedentedly powerful opponent,

Cyrus, who was seriously injured, was inexplicably surprised.

Because he unexpectedly from the clear eyes of that noble girl,

I saw my worries about myself.

What kind of emotion is that?

Cyrus did not know,

He only knew that at that moment,

It seems that he has regained some extremely powerful and invisible power.

So he once again raised the giant sword in his hand,

In the yellow sand of the arena,

Defeat your opponent.

At the moment of victory,

Dressrosa’s bullfighting arena,

Thousands of people cheered,

That was his 3,000th victory, and it was the last time he swung his sword in the bullfighting arena.

Under the eyes of everyone,

Cyrus slowly raised the blood-stained sword in his hand,

Kneel down on one knee towards that beautiful shadow,

Imitate others,

Be awkward to make a rigid aristocratic etiquette.

Then….….

Cyrus accepted the olive branch thrown by King Liku, curbed his gladiator's ambition and arrogance, and became a member of the king's guard.

these years,

He has been guarding King Liku in obscurity,

Guarding Dressrosa,

Guarding the girl that he would never get.

He is not a nobleman,

It means that he will never be able to really be with the princess who is worried about him and shed tears for him in his life.

How could a noble princess be with a savage gladiator?

He dared not tell her his inner love,

He was afraid that she would be embarrassed when she heard it,

He could only hide all his emotions under the hard and heavy armor, and quietly looked at her back with the most determined eyes.

That's good, right?

Cyrus often had such thoughts in his mind.

I just guarded her silently,

Will suffice.

Rumble! !

The earth is wailing,

The monster of the big mom pirate group began to charge,

The soldiers around who tried to stop him were thrown away fiercely, and they couldn't stop him at all.

That huge black fist,

Get closer and closer to yourself.

But Cyrus suddenly found out,

I was so peaceful at this moment.

The wind blew the blood off his face,

He suddenly smiled wantonly.

"Scarlet, in the next life, I will continue to guard you."

He said.

Then slowly closed his eyes.

boom! !

next moment,

The earth-shaking noise exploded the earth,

The bitter wind spread out in all directions.

The pain and death that were expected to ushered in did not appear,

Cyrus heard only the painful roar of Charlotte Conte.

"Since you have something you want to protect, don't save it for the next life. You must protect it in this life."

A faint voice rang before his eyes.

Cyrus was shocked and suddenly opened his eyes.

In front of us,

A black robe branded with a piercing sword,

Hunting and dancing in the wind.

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