Deep in the forest, looking at the direction of Shaun leaving, Ronan couldn't come back to his senses for a long time. For eleven years, Shaun was the strongest opponent he had encountered, far stronger than those tigers and mountain bears.

"Ronan, I told you not to run around, why didn't you listen?"

A kind voice sounded with a hint of blame. An old man, about two meters and five meters tall, thin, white-bearded, wearing a straw hat, holding an iron axe in his hand, and carrying a bundle of firewood on his back, walked out of the depths of the forest.

"grandfather."

Seeing this figure, Ronan immediately met.

"Grandpa, I met a tomb robber today. I wanted to teach him a lesson, but unfortunately I never beat him."

As he told about what happened before, Ronan seemed a little depressed.

Listening to Ronan's words quietly, Monkey D. Kurt had a smile on his face and did not speak.

"But grandpa, don't worry, I will definitely defeat him in the future."

There was no need for comfort, and after a while, Ronan was cheering up himself.

"Grandpa believes you can do it, because you are the most powerful little man in Fengmill Village."

Touching Ronan's head, Monkey D. Kurt said casually.

"Grandpa, I want to go out to sea, I want to be One Piece."

After a while of silence, looking at his gray-haired grandfather, Ronan finally said this sentence that had been held in his heart.

I have to admit that Sean's appearance stimulated him, allowing him to see a wonderful corner of the sea in advance, and made him more eager to go out to sea.

Hearing this, Kut was neither angry nor vetoed directly.

"Ronan, have you really thought about it?"

Squat down, put his hands on Ronan's tender shoulders, and looked at Ronan with his turbid eyes. Kurt asked slowly.

"I've thought about it, grandpa."

Looking straight into Kurt's eyes, Ronan's slightly tender face did not retreat at all.

"Since you have thought about it, then go and do it, Ronan, what reason can stop a man from running to the sea?"

He reached out, took off the straw hat he was wearing and placed it on Ronan's head, and Kut's old face was filled with a heartfelt smile.

"Thank you, thank you grandpa."

Hearing this, Luo Nan didn't react for a moment. You know, he was ready to be scolded.

"But grandpa, what you said looks like the tomb robber before."

"Is that so? That's really fate."

With a smile, Monkey D. Coot glanced at the direction where Sean left. Although the guy was not old, his strength was unexpectedly strong.

"When did such a monster appear on the sea again? I don't know if my axe can still be cut."

As his thoughts turned, Kut withdrew his gaze. Who could have thought that this old man, who looked like a woodcutter and full of twilight, had the strength of a monster? If he hadn't noticed his existence, after Ronan refused to recruit him, Sean might not have minded that there was a special Superman-type wood fruit in his collection.

"Ronan, I don't object to going to sea, but don't go to the tomb robber before you don't have enough strength. If you can't beat it, you'll be embarrassed."

The voice was rarely solemn. Kurt stared at Ronan's eyes and spoke to remind him.

"I get it, grandpa."

Feeling grandpa’s concern, clenched his fists, Ronan agreed.

"Then go home and have a meal."

Seeing Ronan agreeing, Kut stood up straight, put on firewood on his back, took an axe and walked towards the Windmill Village.

"Grandpa, I'll help you carry firewood."

"No, grandpa, I'm not old yet."

"Grandpa, your hair is gray."

When he touched, he fell for no reason. Ronan's face was full of question marks. It shouldn't be.

"Grandpa, wait for me."

After looking at the flat ground and looking at Kurt's back, Ronan immediately put down his doubts and chased after him.

"Ronan, you must not lose the straw hat on your head after you go to sea. That is what your grandfather passed down, and it is our family heirloom. When you are tired of the sea, you will also find someone to pass on it."

"Well, I understand, grandpa, but it's not right. If it were grandpa, then it's been more than a hundred years? How could an ordinary straw hat exist for so long? Grandpa, you can't have been cheated, right?"

Bang, a familiar sound rang out, and Ronan once again staged a flat fall.

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Kokoxia Village, also known as Orange Village, is famous for producing the fruit of orange. Of course, it is also the hometown of Nami, a member of the One Piece team 200 years ago.

200 years have passed, and although Cocosia has been included in the rule of the Kingdom of Goya, the lives of people here do not seem to have changed much. The people who sell oranges are still sell oranges, and the poor places are still poor places.

“The taste was unexpectedly good.”

After spending money to buy a few oranges from a fruit farmer, he ate them while walking, feeling the sweet and slightly sour taste, Sean nodded.

Walking in the village, she seemed to be unaware of the curious eyes of the villagers. Sean searched with his own domineering attitude.

Nami, the navigator of the Straw Hat Pirates, is a genius navigator and loves treasures. Sean hopes to find what he wants from the items she left behind. This is a possibility. After all, the other party’s dream is to draw a world map.

“Not here, nor here.”

Time passed, and it took three days to search the village of Kokoxia and search for Shaun inside and outside, but he couldn't find what Nami left behind. He only found an empty tomb, with no bones. There was only a stone tablet inside, with a damn tomb robber engraved on it. How could I want my treasure? Go dreaming.

"I'm really a traitor. I don't want to leave things to others when I die. So where did you put things? Isn't it really not here?"

At this time, Sean had to doubt his previous speculation. After all, although this is Nami's hometown, Nami may not necessarily leave her treasure here, or she may not necessarily leave treasures.

"It seems like you still have to look for those four red signs? This is a bit troublesome."

The idea of ​​taking a shortcut was shattered, and Sean had to focus on the right track.

Hundreds of years ago, the Hirotsuki clan of Wanoko country built a nearly indestructible historical text through special skills, with a total of thirty pieces, of which 26 pieces recorded some secrets of the world, the intelligence history text, and the other four pieces were red historical texts, recording the locations of the four islands, and where they crossed was the ultimate island Rafdru.
Chapter completed!