One Piece: From Picking Up Red Hair's Broken Arm

Chapter 220 Returning home in glory
The moonlight was like water, and the cold wind howled.

Xia Nuo walked slowly into the deep pit of the ruins, looked at the dead golden lion, and remained silent for a while.

He reached out his right hand and helped him close his eyes.

This guy……

Although he was a notorious pirate, he also had the ambition and courage to change the world, making him a true legend of the old era.

It's not shameful to die at his hands.

Xia Nuo immediately stood up, glanced at the two broken famous swords, and then looked at the blood-stained ship's wheel next to him.

Comparing the two...

It seems like the latter's points are more valuable, since it has become a symbol of the Golden Lion.

It's it!
Xia Nuo casually picked up the ship's rudder and initiated the sacrifice.

[You sacrificed the Golden Lion's ship's rudder, gaining 6000 points]

The Golden Lion's Helmsman

[Quality: Legend]

[Value: 6000 points]

[Appraisal Comments: This symbol of Shiki the Golden Lion carries the extremely special historical significance of the Battle of Edd War. If it weren't for that storm, and if it weren't for this rudder that fell from the sky, Gol D. Roger would have been defeated, and who would have become the Pirate King instead?]

Ok?
Six thousand points?

Xia Nuo was somewhat surprised.

It's worth much more than the wool of the current Four Emperors and Three Admirals.

Although the trip wasn't entirely satisfying, it resolved a potential problem in my hometown and brought this unexpected surprise, making it a worthwhile journey.

"Hopefully, my fellow Dragon Ball fans will be able to get it next month."

Xia Nuo closed the system panel, feeling relaxed, and sincerely offered her blessings in her heart.

Rumble!
At that moment, the ground beneath our feet suddenly began to shake.

Xia Nuo had anticipated this. He leaped out, returned to the ground, and looked around.

as predicted.

After losing the power of the Float-Float Fruit, both their own island and the surrounding islands plummeted towards the sea like giant birds with broken wings.

Xia Nuo walked to a high place using Moonwalk, and his gaze swept across the distant village. When he noticed the figures of people fleeing in panic, he was slightly taken aback.

Why haven't all the villagers on the island been evacuated yet?
Didn't I specifically tell you this already...?

What on earth is Aokiji doing?!
Xia Nuo frowned, about to use his Moonwalk to rush over and check.

Suddenly, he realized something, and with a step, he landed on the edge of the floating island and looked down.

Tens of thousands of meters above the ground, dozens of giant ice pillars had suddenly appeared, standing like jade pillars supporting the sky and connecting heaven and earth.

The tops of the icicles are all spread out in an umbrella shape, with a slight indentation in the middle, like a giant tray.

The islands hadn't even been falling for a few seconds, and their acceleration hadn't even had time to surge, when they were steadily supported by these trays.

"Oh, don't be in such a hurry."

A lazy voice came from behind. Xia Nuo turned around and saw Aokiji walking slowly towards her with his hands in his pockets.
"I am, after all, a naval admiral. Since this small matter has been entrusted to me, I can handle it well."

He pointed to the icicles and shrugged, saying:
“I’ve been preparing for this ever since you went up to challenge the Golden Lion to a duel. After all, if so many islands were to fall, it would probably trigger a massive tsunami in the East China Sea.”

“It’s pretty reliable.”

Xia Nuo grinned and looked Qingzhi up and down.

The guy looked nonchalant, but his breathing was noticeably heavier than usual, and his shirt collar and armpits were soaked with sweat.

Wow, it's amazing how much sweat the ice maker is producing...

It seems that a lot of effort and work went into creating icicles of this size.

Despite the exhaustion and effort involved, the fact that the villagers' homes were preserved intact is certainly far better than the disaster relief methods he had previously proposed.

Would Akainu or Kizaru do the same?

"Hey."

Aokiji felt a chill run down her spine from his gaze and couldn't help but say, "What are you doing? What kind of look is that? Stop it, stop right now! I don't want to hear any more of your nonsense."

This kid...

He didn't know why, but he always felt like he was naked in front of the other person, with everything about him completely exposed.

That's what happened last year in the food capital.

He had taken the initiative to come to them, but after just a few words, he was manipulated by the other party, almost causing his Dao heart to shatter.

On the way back, the bicycle mysteriously disappeared and fell into the sea, where it soaked in cold water for quite a while.

It's a memory I don't want to recall.

"Stop being so narcissistic. Do you think I want to recruit you?"

Xia Nuo's thoughts were exposed, his face flushed, and he scoffed:
"Just stay and be a good admiral. I don't need any more right now. But if you ever feel like you can't take it anymore..."

He grinned at Aokiji, "Come to the New World, have a drink with me, I won't mind."

Will there ever be that day?

Aokiji remained noncommittal and did not answer.

He looked down and said, "I just requested reinforcements, and it looks like the warships have arrived. The pirates under Golden Lion's command are numerous, so I'll handle them."

"no problem."

Xia Nuo laughed and said, "Just pay me the bounty. The head of the Golden Lion is very valuable."

"Do you think it's possible?"

Aokiji glared at Xia Nuo with annoyance.

The Emperor of the Sea, a dignified figure, is actually demanding bounties for pirate heads from them. How could this guy even think of such a thing?

Why don't you just go to the Holy Land and ask for the Heavenly Gold?

Besides, he had given up the head willingly. Even if Xia Nuo hadn't come, he was confident that he could defeat the Golden Lion, who was no longer as formidable as he once was.

At most, they couldn't have been as carefree and relaxed as Xia Nuo, and they died so quickly...

Aokiji narrowed his eyes. Even including the time it took to get to the island, the entire battle was over in less than half an hour—that was truly astonishing.

I wonder what level this guy's strength is at now.

If I were to face him alone, what would my chances be...?

"They really aren't paying, how boring."

Xia Nuo, oblivious to Qingzhi's subtle thoughts, pouted in boredom, "Then I'll take my leave. Oh, by the way, those civilians on the island..."

"Don't worry, I'll make the arrangements and keep an eye on things for a while to make sure they can settle down again."

Aokiji looked directly into his eyes and said in a deep voice.

"it is good."

Xia Nuo nodded. Since Qingzhi had made a promise, it was worth believing.

He took one last look around the high-altitude battlefield, his gaze sweeping over the corpse of the Golden Lion and the naval warships that were gradually approaching in the distance.

"gone."

He casually waved his hand, turned around, and used his Moonwalk to dash away into the distance. Under Aokiji's watchful gaze, his figure quickly disappeared into the clouds.

……

The morning breeze over the East China Sea is as gentle as it was back then.

Two days later.

As Xia Nuo rode his hoverbike through increasingly familiar flight paths, he finally caught sight of the outline of Cocoa West Village in this boundless blue sea.

"It's finally back..."

A smile involuntarily crept onto his lips.

The past year or so has been filled with exciting adventures on the Grand Line, and it has never been boring.

But ultimately, this land covered with coconut trees is the softest place in my heart.

It feels so good to be able to come back and visit.

After entering the dock, Xia Nuo put away his motorcycle and headed towards the village along the country road that had dragged Ah Long into shark sushi years ago.

He walked slowly with his hands in his pockets, enjoying the long-missed scenery on both sides.

Despite his low profile, the fields are always bustling with children during this season. Upon seeing him, they are all taken aback for a moment, and then burst into excited shouts.

"Eh? Is that Brother Xia Nuo?!"

"It really is! Brother Xia Nuo is back!"

"Quick, go get help!"

Some of the more quick-witted ones immediately went back and spread the word, and before long, the whole village was in an uproar.

Before even reaching the village entrance, Xia Nuo was surrounded by a dense crowd of enthusiastic villagers, many of whom were quite familiar faces.

For example, Uncle Jian, Dr. Na Gao, the village doctor, and Manba, Fat Niu, and Skinny Monkey, who were so excited that tears were about to flow.

"Xia Nuo! The big shot who came from our village has finally returned, hahaha!!"

"Boss! I'm so glad to see you again, sob sob..."

Ah Jian parked his bicycle, and Ah Jian, wearing his signature windmill hat, squeezed to the front, laughing heartily as he gave him a bear hug:
"You brat, it really is you! I thought those kids were just making fun of me. Don't rush off tonight, let's have a good drink together!"

"No problem, Uncle Jian."

Xia Nuo laughed heartily, his gaze lingering on the spinning windmill for a second before looking away, and then patted the shoulders of Manba and several of his former subordinates.

Then he looked around and asked, "By the way, where are the people from the CP department? Are they still monitoring you?"

This question seems unnecessary to even be asked.

According to the arrangements discussed with Uncle Jian on the phone, if the CP department staff were still around, he wouldn't be greeted with everyone's smiles.

Instead, they were pelted with eggs, vegetable leaves, and chased away with brooms and hoes.

really.

Upon hearing this, Ah Jian confidently patted his chest:
"Don't worry, we've been keeping an eye on those guys. We've been gradually reducing the level of surveillance since last winter."

"At the beginning of this year, after news came from the New World that you had fought a major battle with the Navy, they withdrew completely and never came to harass us again."

"That's good."

It seems that this year's acting was indeed worthwhile.

Ok?
its not right.

Suddenly, as if sensing something, Xia Nuo looked to her right with a puzzled expression.

The show's over, so why is there still this big white dog staring at me with such resentment?
"Wang!"

……

As expected, Xia Nuo was thoroughly drunk at the banquet that evening.

The villagers took turns drinking him until he was completely drunk. He drank at least several hundred cups of strong liquor in one night, something even a sea emperor couldn't handle.

He simply lay back and fell fast asleep on the spot.

In the end, it was Ah Jian who pushed the bicycle, and with the help of Man Ba ​​and Pang Niu, they huffed and puffed their way home.

Noon the next day.

Xia Nuo rubbed his temples, walked out of the bedroom, and felt dizzy from the hangover, so he sat down on the sofa in front of the fireplace.

Just as he was about to lean back.

A warm cup of ginger cola was placed against his neck.

"You're finally awake! Here, drink this while it's hot; it'll help you sober up."

A familiar, gentle voice came from behind him. Xia Nuo froze, and after a long pause, he slowly turned around to look.

A woman with a dark red ponytail and wearing an old apron pulled out a chair from beside the dining table and sat down with her legs crossed.

She lit a slim cigarette, her eyes crinkling with a smile, and tilted her head to look at him.
"Hey, what are you standing there for? Are you mute? Or have you become some kind of sea emperor and forgotten how to call for help?"

　Thank you to Liu Hanyan, readers 160526112100932, and 08a for their generous donations. This update is rather short; tomorrow's update will have an extra word count.

　　
　
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