Chapter 430 A Smile You Will Never Forget
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Beside the small lake behind the All-Knowing Tree,
In the last open space in O'Hara that was not bombed by artillery fire, Dorag and Ivankov took refuge with a group of dusty scholars.
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"Hey, hey, hey, whose kid is this? Come and take him away! He's been crying all the way and it's killing me!"
After landing, Gel complained loudly the first thing he did.
"Ro…Robin!"
Olivia excitedly rushed out of the crowd and hugged little Robin in her arms.
"Great! I'm so glad you're okay! Robin! Thank you! Thank you for bringing her back!!"
Dr. Clover, who had already been bandaged, was also supported by a group of scholars and walked over, saying with tears in his eyes.
"Great! Little Robin is safe too! This is O'Hara's victory! Thank you so much, Dragon! Mr. Chopper!"
"Mom?! Doctor?! Everyone?? Huh? This? Am I dreaming?"
Nico Robin, whose eyes were already red and swollen from crying, looked blankly at everyone in front of her who were safe and sound.
Finally, her gaze stopped at the back of the crowd, on the face of the man who had been encouraging her to cry. She saw that he was shaking his eyebrows at her and showing a smile that she would never forget.
"Great, Mr. Gur, you're finally back!"
Dorag also breathed a sigh of relief.
"Haha! We thought you guys had already run away! Boss Gel!"
Ivankov spoke directly from his heart.
"Ivan, how could you think that? Haha, I knew Mr. Geer would never abandon us!"
Dorag touched the tip of his nose and said awkwardly.
"Hehehe, don't worry, Long, little Ivan, how could I abandon you? I am the most reliable man, just rest assured and leave your back to me!"
Ger said proudly.
"Mr. Geer, what's going on outside now? Why did the navy suddenly stop shelling?"
Dorag asked curiously.
I thought, could it be that all the warships of the Demon Slayer Order have been dealt with? With Sakaski and Kuzan here, and Geer only bringing these two men, it shouldn't be possible, right?
"Um... Let's go in first!"
As Ger spoke, he reached out and opened a door in the air.
"Ok!"
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After everyone walked into the world of the gate with curiosity, Dorag came to Gel and continued to discuss the previous question.
After all, he was a former navy officer, and he always felt that there was something weird about the Demon Killing Order this time. Based on the frequency of the warship's shelling and his experience, Dorag calculated that at least half of the shells on the warship had not been fired yet.
"Could it be that the navy has discovered something unusual?"
"Well, you really are from a naval family, Long. You can even calculate how many shells are left. But, this is just your guess, right? Although, I don't know why they retreated. Maybe they had other urgent matters, or maybe they didn't bring enough shells before going out this time, hahaha."
Ger babbled calmly.
"Yes, Mr. Gill has a point. It is the best and most natural thing to do."
Dorag still felt that things were a little strange, and was somewhat worried that the navy might have some conspiracy waiting for him.
Only Gel knew the whole story: Don't make a fuss, nothing will happen. I still say the same thing, of course there is a traitor!
"Ahem! Your concerns are normal. The navy may indeed be afraid of being affected by the fire on the island, so they suspend the bombardment and wait until they are far away before observing secretly. But it doesn't matter. I have prepared sufficient supplies here. We can hide for a few days and wait until the fire burns the entire island before coming out."
"Mr. Gur is right. Let's hide in here for now. This ability is really convenient."
Dorag looked around enviously.
"Oh! I wonder if Dr. Vegapunk is unaware of the situation. Not only will he not be able to find us, but he may also be discovered by the navy. That would be bad."
Gel said worriedly, only concerned about Big Head's safety.
"Don't worry, Mr. Gir. I originally agreed with Vegapunk to meet him in a few days, and he will wait until I confirm that O'Hara is safe before going to the island!"
"Okay, okay! That's good! You are really worthy of being called Long, you are so thoughtful!"
Geer's mouth twitched when he heard this, thinking to himself, why didn't you tell me to come after it was confirmed to be safe? You had to bring me into this mess.
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The O'Hara fire burned for three days and three nights, and in the end only a scorched earth was left at the archaeological holy site, with the ground full of holes caused by artillery shells.
Until the third night.
After making sure that all the ships of the Navy and the World Government had left, everyone walked out of the Gate World and set foot on this devastated land again.
A group of scholars paid tribute to O'Hara, an archaeological site that is now in ruins.
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Under the cover of night, a revolutionary ship quietly approached the shore, ready to pick up O'Hara's scholars.
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"Mr. Long, Mr. Geer, we really need to thank you again for surviving!"
Watching the archaeologists who followed him board the ship safely one by one, Dr. Clover bowed and expressed his gratitude.
"Wow, you old man, you're repaying kindness with enmity, aren't you? Didn't I tell you not to call me by my real name casually? Also, remember, it was the Revolutionary Army that saved you, it had nothing to do with me, don't slander a good person!"
Gel reminded in an unhappy tone.
"Ah, Mr. Gill, why is that?"
"Doctor, you have all died once, so you should be more mature. I have no objection to your research on historical texts to reveal history or pass on history, but before you can defeat the World Government, can you do it secretly? Don't expose yourself so easily anymore. Consider it my thanks to you."
Gel said with a look of disgust.
"Um... this is... okay."
Dr. Clover nodded awkwardly.
"Alright, Doctor, you guys should get on board quickly. Ivan will take you away first. Mr. Geer and I will meet up with you after we finish the rest of the things."
Dorag came to the rescue.
"Well...ok...next..."
Dr. Clover rubbed his palms and looked at Captain Gill somewhat embarrassedly.
"Doctor, do you have any questions?"
Seeing that he seemed to be hesitant to speak, Dorag asked.
"Well, Mr. Geer, I wonder if those books can be returned..."
Clover blushed and stammered in a low voice.
"cannot!"
Gel flatly refused.
"You are too shameless, old man. You want to get back what you gave away?"
"I'm very sorry, Mr. Geer. I thought I was doomed. I thought it would be better to give these precious books to someone who can take them instead of burning them like this."
"You mean to blame me for not letting you die?"
Ger asked, frowning.
"No, no, of course that's not what I meant."
Dr. Clover felt like his face was about to smoke. If it weren't for these books, he really couldn't bear to lose face and ask for it.
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