Fire Fist of the Rebirth Pirate Comes to the World

Rebirth of a Pirate - Fire Fist Descending Chapter 39

"Una, are you bringing me breakfast again? Thanks really."

"Oh, it's Bonnie for you, but she was too shy to come, so she let me take over." With the yellow duck named "Billy" by her side, Una came to Ace's side and brought the food to him, laughing lightly from her small red beak as if the air had become fresh.

"Bonnie "Ace scratched his hair, he really couldn't do anything about this girl.

After Ace proposed to worship the golden lion as his teacher, Bonnie had a big fight with Ace, and although she understood Ace, it didn't mean she could agree with him, and in a fit of anger, she went back to the floating village to live with Shavo's family. Unhappy with Bonnie, Ace and Yuna had no choice but to go along with her to the Floating Village, and Doda and Morgan and the others followed.

But Bonnie's temper is so stubborn that she hasn't said a word to Ace in half a month, so Ace, who originally wanted to reconcile, had no choice but to wait for her anger to subside before having a chat.

After Grandma Shawo recovered from her illness, the Shawo family was naturally grateful to Ace and the others, and the people in the village also gave the six people warm hospitality.

Every morning, Ace had to go to the place designated by the Golden Lion to practice, and lunch and other things were almost always brought by Yuna, who also told him that Bonnie had made all these. If they were partners, why be preoccupied with such a trivial matter.

"Mr. Ace, Lord Sickey is asking you to come over."

A little boy with gold wire glasses said respectfully to Ace.

Ace recognized the little boy as the one he had seen the day he woke up, and he seemed to be a doctor as well. It was really kind of funny for Ace to see this little boy, who was not more than twelve or thirteen years old, with such a wise look on his face.

"Al, Al Strang, you can call me that." Thinking about the time when the golden lion introduced this little boy to himself, the other party's self-introduction showed his old age, Ace felt that the golden lion was really abusing child labor, and a good little positive boy with glasses was being raised to have a black belly attribute.

"That, Al, ah, what are your usual interests?" Walking down the aisles of the palace, Ace wanted to talk to the little boy the Golden Lion had sent to look after him.

"Reading."

"And what hobbies do you have besides reading?"

"Doing experiments."

"And?" A drop of sweat appeared on Ace's forehead.

"Gather herbs."

"And?"

Al looked up at the man, who was more than a head taller than himself, and pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose with his hand.

"Nope. Would you please stop asking me these silly questions? Lord Sich is still waiting for you."

The backdrop behind Ace went gray and fell weak, "I can't believe I'm being despised by this trio of nonsense."

Al was speechless as he looked at the self-playing man in front of him, "I really don't know what Lord Sigi sees in him, he's such a bore."

Although he said so, Al didn't even notice that there was a hint of amplitude to his lips. After more than half a month of continuous contact, Al had admitted that Ace, a person, did indeed have the capital to make the Golden Lion look at him differently, and thus did his best to live with Ace. And Ace was always happy to tease this little Masa, even though the other was still just a triple nothing.

"Jiehahahahaha" from far away, Ace could hear the golden lion's laughter, which was quite distinctive, to say the least.

Chapter 19 - Crocodile, why are you messing around?

Hearing the golden lion's hearty laughter from far away, Ace couldn't help but create a bit of confusion, although Sigi was usually grinning and sometimes suddenly off the hook, but it was rare for him to sit in the lobby and laugh like that.

Could it be that he had some kind of guest?

Ace thought about this and then shrugged off his own thoughts on the matter, not to mention the fact that the Golden Lion had been biding its time and shifting its base around all these years, but who else but Whitebeard could make the Golden Lion laugh like that?

Whitebeard?

Shouldn't this guy be in the New World? How did you get here?

More and more questions filled Ace's head, looking to the side at a grim-faced Al, well, it was all the same to this trio of nonsensical people, and besides, did he know Whitebeard?

"Never mind, whether he's white-bearded or not, we'll find out when we get inside."

When Ace walked into the lobby, the first thing that caught his eye was still the golden lion Sitch sitting above him, the golden lion also saw Ace and nodded to him, gesturing to sit down.

Ace sat down in silence, then looked across to the Golden Lion, "Oh Whitebeard, I wonder what kind of man he is." Undoubtedly, for this White Bearded Edward Newgate who was the strongest man in the world since the Pirate King Gore D. Roger, Ace admired him from the bottom of his heart.

What did the world think of Whitebeard, the man who ruled forty-three search pirate ships of all sizes and had sixteen squad captains? On the great voyage there is a children's song, "pirate whitebeard, scarier than a ghost".

At the same time, he was also a great father, to his own crew as if to regard his own son, and all those who love him to the name of Whitebeard, is also a "father", this seventy-year-old man always think for his crew, worthy of the new era of pioneers.

What was Ace's deepest impression of Whitebeard? Not the majestic gesture of breaking the air with one punch and causing a seaquake, nor the lofty spirit of leaving him alone at the end of his life to create a new era for his "children".

In his memoirs, he says, "I have a secret treasure that I've wanted since I was a child - family.

To be honest, if it weren't for his own identity, Ace would really want to go to Whitebeard's band of pirates, not because of anything else, but because Whitebeard is the same kind of person as him, someone who values his family more than anything else. Cap, despite treating Ace like his own, backed down and stayed neutral before the greater good.

It wasn't because Cap was weak, but his conscience was tormenting him. As Cap says, "A pirate is unforgivable, but if it's family, it's a different story".

In his last life, Ace cried every time he saw this place, perhaps this is the pirate to bring people's feelings. Just because of the contradiction, so true.

With a million thoughts, Ace looked to where Whitebeard was.

"Huh?"

Eston was confused, this is not a white beard, this is clearly a

"O crocodile."

The big man sitting in the chair across from the golden lion, dressed in a fur coat, the gold hook in his left hand giving off a cold air, with a dead man's face holding a cigar, just about had a plaque around his neck saying "I'm a bad guy".

Shah Krokdar, the future king of Shichibukai, but perhaps it wouldn't be long before the naval headquarters would be in contact with him.

"Hey." Ace turned to the golden lion who was smirking earlier, "Uncle, you called me over just to see this guy?"

Unhappy, Ace was upset, anyone who knew that the idol was coming and cheerfully went to greet him, only to find out that the visitor was just a dragon trap, that kind of situation was going to drive people crazy ah.

Although Krokdar was one of the future Seven Wonders, he wasn't enough for the current Ace, who could spike the crocodile in a few moves if Ace made up his mind. You know, the crocodile can't dominate at all ah, and the physical skills are still a mess, although those who can be invited to become a Seven Wookiee won't be generalists.

The Golden Lion covered his head with both hands, looking like he was in pain, "How many times have I told you, you should call me Sage Sensei or Sage Master, don't call me 'Uncle' 'Uncle' ah."

"Well, don't mind that kind of thing." Waving his hand, Ace, who knew the Golden Lion's personality well, didn't bother with the old man.

"Why don't you mind, that's the most basic courtesy!"

"Come off it, don't I know your character yet?"

"What's wrong with my husband's character, you little shit don't bullshit."

"Old man, bullshit is you, right."

A drop of sweat ran down Krokdar's head as he looked at the chaotic Golden Lion and Ace in front of him, "Is there a mistake, don't ignore me." However, he wouldn't dare say such a thing, at least, not in front of the golden lion.

"Heh heh heh," awakened by a crisp, yellow bird-like laugh Ace stopped and looked to where its owner was.

Tall and beautiful, accentuated by a tight denim outfit, healthy wheat-colored skin highlighting a hint of charm from the depths of her soul, and a charming face with a touching voice, all revealing the identity of her visitor.

"Nicole Robin."