Before the journey of One Piece

Qinglin quickly squatted down, avoided Hawkins' leg whip, and kicked Hawkins with a sweeping kick.However, Hawkins quickly lowered the leg that was used as a leg whip, changed his center of gravity and raised the leg that was originally supporting the body to avoid Qinglin's attack, and kicked Qinglin straight in the face.

"Goooo!" Qinglin raised her arm to block, flew out and turned over several times before she stabilized her body.

"That's it." Seeing Hawkins raise his arms to make a stop gesture, Qinglin immediately sat down on the ground and let out a long sigh of relief.

'it is finally over! ’ she thought with tears in her eyes.

"I finally understand." Hawkins walked to her side, frowning. "Gina, you will become sluggish when you fight me."

"Really?" Qinglin looked at him with a blank expression.

"Agree."

"The captain is right."

"Gina, your speed and reflexes are obviously much faster when you fight Greg than when you fight the captain."

The people watching on the sidelines echoed.

"I thought it was the captain who was getting faster and faster." Qinglin stood up and patted the dust on her body.

"Gina, are you letting yourself go?" Greg stared at Qing Lin with an unhappy expression.

"Absolutely not!" Qinglin waved her hands wildly.

"Is this also a restriction effect?" Hawkins thought of his identity and asked her at a volume that only two people could hear.

"Is it possible?" Qinglin recalled the information, which only said that the rampage state could not attack the limiter.

"Let's rest first." Hawkins stared at her thoughtfully for a few seconds and patted her shoulder.

'Well...it's okay if the captain doesn't pursue it. Greg shrugged and stood up.

Seeing that the battle was over and there was no excitement to watch, the onlookers dispersed.

The three of them returned to the boat, where several sailors who knew how to sew were repairing the sail, which was damaged by Faust and Solly when they were catching mice yesterday evening.They were supposed to repair it, but Faust's palms full of fleshy balls couldn't hold tiny needles and threads. Once Solly touched the needlework, she always accidentally broke things even more, which made the other crew members suffer.

By the way, the rat's neck had been broken to feed the fish. Torek knew that the rat was hiding in the kitchen, and he was so angry that he led other chefs to clean the kitchen.

"I don't want to see the crew getting sick because of unclean food!" These were Torek's exact words, and the chefs also suffered.

"Speaking of which, where did Solly go?" Greg glanced at the sail and looked at Gina.

"She went to the village to ask about the shell decorations on the walls."

"Oh, she is indeed a little interested in these." Greg scooped a ladle of water from the bucket and handed it to Hawkins.

"Captain, when I went drinking yesterday, I talked about some interesting legends."

"Is it the legend about this island?" Hawkins took it, drank it in one gulp, and handed the ladle to Qinglin.

"..." Qinglin stared at the spot where someone's mouth touched, and wiped it with the corner of her clothes before taking a drink of water.

"I thought the host would use it as an indirect kiss."

'To shut up. '

"Yes." Greg nodded and began to tell the legend based on his memory.

“It is said that when the gods passed by this island, they were attracted by the pine tree in the center of the island that was full of bright red fruits. So the gods enlarged the squirrels living in the tree, ordered them to protect the tree and the residents of the island, and The island is named 'Red Pine Island'."

"In order to thank the gods, the residents of the island designated the day when the pine trees bear red fruits as a festival. They hold a banquet every year to celebrate. The banquet the day after tomorrow is a banquet to celebrate this festival."

"I see."

Hawkins was more interested in the red fruits, so he asked him: "Is there anything to say about red fruits?"

"The red fruit is a red pine cone. The seeds inside are said to be very sweet. In addition to being eaten directly, they are also very delicious when made into snacks."

"That," Qinglin raised her hand to attract the other person's attention. "That pine tree is so tall, wouldn't it be difficult for the residents to pick it?"

"I also asked about this. They went to Squirrel a few days before the banquet and relied on the giant squirrels living in the pine trees to pick it. In exchange, the residents would give snacks and other food made from part of the pine cones to the squirrels."

"It sounds like the residents and the squirrels get along very harmoniously." Qinglin immediately imagined a cute picture. "And the residents are now taking care of the injured squirrel!"

"It's really strange to get along so harmoniously." Hawkins raised his hand and held his chin, thinking for a while. "A few days before the banquet, that is, they have already started picking?"

"Yes, just now the residents have organized a team and went to pick pine cones under the pine trees." After Greg finished speaking, Hawkins took out the tarot cards.

"Captain, do you want to follow us and have a look?"

"Of course, this can be regarded as a unique activity on this island. How can it not be an eye-opener?" Hawkins said, pulling out the tarot cards.

"The probability of encountering danger is only 10%. It seems that you can go and have a look."

"Do we need to notify the rest of the crew?" Greg asked.

"No, it's just that I want to see something." Hawkins put away the tarot cards and looked at Qinglin.

"I'm just going to see if I can touch a squirrel." Qinglin spread her hands, but she didn't care anyway.

"But don't you need to deal with the captain who has been staring at you for a long time?" Qinglin pointed to the guy who had been sitting at the entrance of the village all morning, the young man who greeted them with the village chief yesterday evening.It was so blatant that even Qinglin noticed him.

"Don't worry, I divined that he won't pose a threat to me, so don't worry about him."

"Ok."