[Look! The sea water rolls back, the world dries up! Look! The raging tide, the sea god roars! Look! This is the God of Water, Akula Ragna! 】
————"Water City Poetry Collection"
[The style of the City of Seven Waters is always inseparable from "water". The winding water alleys and flowing clear waves are like a silent and affectionate girl. Her eyes are filled with tenderness. She has the saying "Born by water, beautiful by water, and beautiful by water."
It has the reputation of "prospering by water" and enjoys the reputation of "water city", "water city" and so on.]
————“Travel along the Grand Line! Ten must-visit islands {1512 Annual}”
It was early afternoon when the sea train arrived at blue station. Sweet female voices continued to echo in the carriage through the loudspeaker equipment.
[The blue station has arrived. Dear passengers, please bring your belongings and prepare to get off. You are welcome to continue riding next time.]
As soon as they got off the bus, Victor and his party were immediately squeezed left and right by the surging crowd.
"Ah! What's going on?" Perona was originally small, but now she was so crowded that she couldn't even stand: "Didn't I say that this city was desolate a few years ago? How desolate is it now!? Hello!
! Lady Perona will go crazy if she squeezes her again!"
"That's because tomorrow will be the 12-day 'Mask Carnival,' right?" Haoxue picked up Perona and put it on his shoulders, and said with a smile: "And since the advent of the sea train, seven
The economic situation of the City of Water has improved significantly. The annual 'Mask Carnival' attracts a large number of tourists, and this year's Water Gods is held several weeks in advance, so there is no need to worry."
Victor looked around: "No, the economic situation is still tight. Look, the clothes of the local residents are old, and the styles are also popular in previous years. But the station is very beautifully built, and the service staff at the station are also very enthusiastic. You can see
It shows that they attach great importance to the sea train and place high hopes on it. This city is gradually recovering."
Wu Hongji smiled and praised: "It's great~ I like this vibrant city!"
Matthew pointed to the stall on the west side of the station and said excitedly: "Look, everyone! It's a mask! This is a famous feature of the City of Seven Waters."
Perona's eyes suddenly lit up. She jumped off Haoxue's shoulders, pulled Wu Hongji and followed Matthew behind to choose the mask she wanted.
"Victor, we'd better book a hotel first." Robin pulled Victor's sleeve: "The Mask Carnival is coming soon, and it will be difficult to book hotel rooms by then."
Suddenly, Victor and Haoxue raised their heads slightly at the same time and looked at each other.
"Mr. Haoxue, you take them to the hotel first." Victor raised his head and looked at Haoxue: "We will contact you on the phone later."
"Okay." Haoxue didn't waste any time and took Robin to find Perona and the others who were choosing masks.
A short while after Haoxue and others left the station, Victor bought a white and gold larva mask from a stall. This is a mask made of fine oil cloth. It is extremely light and easy to wear.
He could breathe or drink freely. He put the mask on his face gently, touched the brim of the black bowler hat with his fingers to turn it into a black felt hat, pulled out a black velvet high-collared cloak from the zipper space and put it on his body.
.Then the whole figure blended into the crowd like a ghost and disappeared without a trace.
Station Street, Outer Island, City of Seven Waters.
A blond man wearing a goggles hood and a wide woolen trench coat stood at the station entrance and looked around, and then said angrily: "Tsk! It's all Mr. Bolbo's fault. If you hadn't suddenly insisted on buying fried noodles,
We won’t lose them!”
Standing next to him was a fat man with a wide build and a smiling face, wrapped in a cloak and wearing dark goggles. He was holding a portion of fried noodles and slurping away at it. His mouth was bulging but he enunciated the words very clearly: "Relax~ Little Aisa
Hey, we’re not here to fight this time. And it’s just a little bit of sporadic information. Whether it’s true or not is still open to question! This fried noodles is really delicious, do you want some?”
"No way!!" The blond young man known as 'Little Essar' was furious and said angrily: "I boasted so much. If I fail again this time, I will really have no shame in going back!"
"Relax~relax~" Bolbo was still eating fried noodles with a contented face: "Let's go, walk around, maybe we can get some clues?"
After hearing this, little Essar had no choice but to give up and follow Polbo into a secluded alley.
At this time, a figure quietly appeared at the end of the alley, blocking the way for the two of them.
"...Who are you?" Little Essar looked at the figure alertly.
Bolbo, on the other hand, poured the fried noodles into his mouth in a few strokes, then took out his handkerchief and wiped the corners of his mouth casually. He laughed and said: "This person is not a good person... What an amazing momentum! Dressed like this, I don't want to let others know."
Do you know your identities?"
"'You'?" Little Essar asked in surprise, and then he suddenly found that the retreat in the alley was blocked by a figure. At the same time, raindrops began to fall from the sky, and it looked like a heavy rain would come soon.
The two figures in front and behind wore hoods of a smiling cat and a skeletal sheep respectively on their heads, and their whole bodies were wrapped and covered by a wide white woolen cloak.
The mysterious man wearing a smiling cat hood said in a hoarse voice: "Revolutionary army cadres... an unexpected surprise..."
The voice of the figure wearing a bone sheep's head was rather frivolous: "'Sabbath' Bolbo, if you don't just stay in the North Sea, why did you come to the Grand Line?"
"cipher pol..." Polpo frowned: "How does the world government know where we are going?"
"That's why...I said..." The smiling cat said in a particularly scary voice without joy or sadness: "What an unexpected surprise..."
"You bastard lackeys!" Little Essar couldn't stand the pressure and shouted loudly: "Want to fight!? Come on! Lord Essar will accept everyone who comes! Watch me beat you up!"
"Oh my... you are bringing in new people, Master Bolbo~" The Bone Sheep teased: "With such a dragster, do you think you still have a chance to escape? Listen to my advice and throw it away.
If he runs away quickly, he might still have a chance~"
"It's all... credit..." The smiling cat looked at the withered sheep with a sinister look: "None of them... can be let go..."
"Okay, okay." Withered Bone Sheep raised his hands and pressed them softly, comforting him: "You little monster, you want so much credit because you want to get to the top? I'll give it to you, can you give it all to you?"
"You bastard... do you think we are lambs to be slaughtered?" Little Essar gritted his teeth, and just as he was about to take action, Bolbo held his shoulders down.
"Little Essar, I will create an opportunity for you later. You must run away! Remember, take the waterway to the central island." Bolbo's expression was not very calm. He had already recognized who the withered sheep was.
.
The genius of CP5 is Blackmore, the 'guest in the rain'. Originally, intelligence agencies like cipherpol were focused on secrecy, but this Blackmore is a weirdo and behaves in a high-profile manner. Because he can do it every time
After completing the mission, his superiors couldn't do anything to him.
As for the 'smiling cat', even if Blackmore calls him a 'little monster', he will definitely not be a fuel saver. This time he is really in trouble, he is too careless!
At this moment, a gentle voice came from above their heads:
"It sounds very interesting. Can you let me join in?"