Lister stared at Robin.

"I hope there will be no more borers like the celestial dragon people in the world!"

"I hope that the world will no longer have ruthless massacres like the 'Demon Slaying Order'!"

"I hope to end this dark era of great pirates and usher in the era of great navigation of light!"

"I hope that in a thousand years, a group of scholars like you will study the history we have created!"

"After I die, I would like to erect a monument without words without an epitaph. The merits and demerits are written by future generations. I hope that you will be buried next to you at that time!"

Robin's cheeks were slightly burned, and he still tilted his head, and he yelled: "Who can't say good things? What's the use of just saying or not doing?"

"Then you supervise! Use your eyes to witness and use your pen to record." Liszt said solemnly.

Robin raised his head and looked directly at Liszt, wonderingly, and asked, "Why do you have to be me?"

Lister smiled slightly: "Can the bat leave Robin? No, you will be my wings. You will guide me when I fall into darkness, and will be the lighthouse that will always be bright."

Robin stared at him, trying to see a trace of lies in his black eyes, but she only saw sincerity.

She couldn't help but lower her head. Seeing the blood on the beach with her red-colored collars, there was still a bloody smell on her lips. She whispered helplessly: "Let go of me first!"

"Sorry, I hurt you." Liszt was not stubborn this time, letting go of her arms, but still holding her waist.

Robin took a breath, reached out and pushed Liszt without pushing away, frowned and said, "That's how you treat your lighthouse?"

Liszt was stunned and said with a smile: "Who makes you so charming?"

Robin raised his boots, stepped on Liszt, and said unhappily: "Save it for others with sweet words! If you don't let go, how bad will it be for others to see?"

"Don't move!"

"Um?"

Robin was slightly stunned. Suddenly, Liste took out a handkerchief, wiped off the blood on her lips and chin, and wiped away the tears she had flowed from the corners of her eyes that had flowed out at some point.

He looked focused, had gentle eyes, with pity and love, as if he treated the most precious things.

It was like a ray of sunshine after the rain, shining on the body, the warm and peaceful lake of the heart, causing ripples.

Robin's red and black eyes suddenly turned red.

Sometimes it is touched in that extremely tiny detail or an understatement.

Liszt's long speech actually did not touch Robin.

She just realized Liszt's determination. If she persisted, she would only suffer. So it would be okay to compromise for the time being.

On the contrary, the ordinary actions at this time gave Robin a throbbing that she had never felt before. She felt the long-lost feeling of being cared for, not hypocritical, not artificial, and naturally cared for. This kind of care for her peers, even in her childhood, had never been seen.

Robin's childhood was lonely. When he was 2 years old, his mother left her alone in her hometown to explore history in order to go to sea and was raised by her younger brother's family. Robin, who was living under someone else's roof, was not only disliked by relatives and neighbors, but also because of her ability to "devil fruit", made her regarded as a monster by the children nearby.

Later, she studied archaeology with Dr. Cloba and O'Hara scholars who were willing to accept her, and was alone with books, but she was also eager to be recognized, needed, and recognized, so she interpreted historical texts.

After the O'Hara incident, Robin, who escaped, looked for jobs everywhere to seek food and clothing, but because of her identity and amazing reward amount, she was betrayed and abandoned by others several times. In the next ten years, Robin hid in the underground world in order to avoid the pursuit of the navy, and relied on betraying others to allow herself to survive.

She has no idea how many dangers and sufferings she has experienced.

In this life, people are most afraid of the comfort after grievance and the tenderness after suffering.

It was as if the ice of the cold winter melted with the spring sunshine, and tears involuntarily slipped down, and Robin suddenly cried.

She covered her mouth and cried silently.

Liszt smiled slightly, hugged her in her arms again, patted her back lightly, and said softly in pity: "Cry, cry, just cry, just cry!"

From soft sobs to loud crying, Robin seemed to be venting all the grievances and pains of these years, and tears soaked Liszt's shoulders.

The sky clears and the sun shines, illuminating the spots through the gaps between the leaves.

Robin opened his hazy eyes and felt the warm embrace and the powerful heartbeat. Her fair face turned slightly red. It turned out that she was tired of crying and fell asleep.

"woke up?"

Robin looked up and faced Liszt's smiley gaze. She lowered her head embarrassedly. After a while, she remembered that she was still in his arms. She hurriedly pushed him away gently, and panicked away the hair that was stained on her face, at a loss.

"Master, Miss Robin, you are here!"

Xiaoxuan appeared from nowhere, looked at the two of them with a smile and said, "It's time to have supper."

When Robin saw Xiaoxuan, he was shocked, blushed inexplicably, and felt guilty, like a scared little rabbit, saying, "I, I'll leave first."

She left in a hurry.

Liste glanced at Xiaoxuan and said unhappy: "It's really time to come!"

Xiaoxuan blinked and said, "Oh, Xiaoxuan is wrong, the young master forgives the crime."

Liszt approached, hooked her chin and said, "You are smart. No wonder your wife values ​​you so much."

His fingertips slid down, landing on Xiaoxuan's particularly prominent heart, narrowed his eyes and said, "You told Robin that his wife was taking care of me that night? Did you lie?"

Xiaoxuan's chest was undulating, her eyes wide open, and she said, "Xiaoxuan doesn't know what the young master said."

"It was you that night?"

Although Xiaoxuan still looked innocent, Liszt got the answer from her heartbeat.

Zheng Zijing is indeed innocent. He saw her put away the white silk with her own eyes. Moreover, she looked down on Liszt at that time, so how could she take care of him all night?

Liszt asked: "Thank you! You didn't do anything, did you?"

Xiaoxuan was stunned, then blushed and said, "No, no, Xiaoxuan is still perfect."

After solving the doubt, Liszt put down his finger and breathed a sigh of relief. He was really afraid that this woman Zheng Zijing would give him a vagina, such as poisoning, or something. However, Xiaoxuan obviously misunderstood his words, and the two of them were not talking about the same thing.

Xiaoxuan glanced at Liszt and whispered, "Mrs. Xiaoxuan is also from the young master. As long as the young master needs it, Xiaoxuan can do it anytime."

Liszt coughed with a choking and said, "No, no need."

He just coaxed Robin and provoked other women to death?

Xiaoxuan's eyes were disappointed.

Everyone waiting at the dining table laughed when they saw Liszt's swollen lower lips and the row of deep tooth marks.

"Oh, who bites you like this?" Nan Que said, seeing Xiaoxuan laughing too, he glanced at Robin at the outskirts of the blue and found that she lowered her head and blushed, and knew what she thought.
Chapter completed!