Pirate: My villain's identity is exposed

When Ace opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was Pipicia's beautiful face.

Because the clone was not around, Pipicia kept her girlish figure.

puff puff puff-

Ace could hear his own heartbeat racing.

Angel.

Ace came up with this idea.

Sherlock pulled Pipicia away for a kiss, and his stern face appeared in Ace's field of vision.

"Houston? You're dead too."

Ace said regretfully.

Sherlock sweatdropped, "You just died, no, you did die, but now, I have revived you."

Pipicia personally pulled Ace out of the water tank, looked him up and down, and used the identification technique to check.

[Fire Fist Ace, human]

【Blood type S】

【Height 185cm】

[Constellation: Capricorn]

【Origin from South China Sea - Batelila Island】

[Like eating and sleeping]

[Identity: Former Captain of the Spade Pirates and Captain of the 2nd Team of the Whitebeard Pirates. 】

[Bounty of 5 million Berry]

[Domineering: Overlord color domineering, armed color domineering]

[Background: The posthumous son of Pirate King Gol D. Roger. When he grew up, he hated his father so much that he changed his surname to that of his biological mother, Portcas D. Luju. He is the captain of the second team of the Whitebeard Pirates, with great strength. Powerful. To protect Luffy, he used his body to block Admiral Akainu's magma fist, but was penetrated through his body and died from his injuries. He has no blood relationship with Luffy. Now he has been resurrected]

[Note: My favorability towards you has skyrocketed]

Pipicia touched Ace's eight-pack abs and nodded, "It's true."

Sherlock is sweating. If you appraise it, do it. Don't touch him.

Aspen was not wearing any clothes, and he was kissed and touched by Pipicia for a while, and his face turned red and his heart beat fast.

You know, before he died, he was still a passionate young man and had never been in love at all.

His parents' experiences also made him always reject girls' advances, not wanting to be an irresponsible father.

Sherlock raised his eyebrows, noticing that little Ace was awake.

He threw a set of clothes to Ace, "Put them on."

Ace suddenly felt a sense of social death and quickly took over the clothes. Although he was not a shy person, in front of so many people, he failed to control little Ace. Where would he put his face?

"He just did, didn't he?"

Pipicia looked sideways at Sherlock.

"No."

Sherlock replied perfunctorily, "Also, next time you do it, just do it. Can you not act like my wife?"

Sherlock was very dissatisfied with this.

Pipicia touched her face and said, "I hate it, we are born like this."

Sherlock made a gesture of vomiting, unable to bear the coquettish kiss from Pipicia.

"pregnant?"

Pipisia smiled and said.

Ace put on his clothes and hugged Sherlock tightly, expressing his joy at meeting his friends after being reborn.

For some reason, when he saw Sherlock again, he always felt very cordial. This cordial feeling was greater than the few years they spent together as children.

"I didn't expect you to save me."

"Actually, you don't want to die either. Avoiding responsibility is not an option."

Sherlock said.

"kindness."

Ace nodded, his eyes suddenly darkened, "Dad."

"died."

Sherlock said frankly, then waved his fist and struck a shocking blow.

"But I inherited his will and his strength."

"Houston…"

Ace didn't know whether to be happy or sad.

"He is buried on Titan Island. Let's go back and see him together."

Sherlock patted Ace on the shoulder.

Ace nodded, holding back tears.

Sherlock didn't plan to tell Ace right away that he was going to annex the Whitebeard Pirates. It didn't matter if he waited until he returned to Taita Island to lie again.

Ace did not object to him using Whitebeard's power, which proved that he had acknowledged himself in his heart.

Of course, even if he doesn't admit it, Sherlock can still make him surrender. Reversal is a good skill.

You can see it in Tehana's loyalty.

It's just that Sherlock doesn't need to use this skill now.

Sherlock looked at Hill who was about to run away, "Did you forget something?"

"what?"

Hill pretended not to know anything.

"Be my mount."

Sherlock raised his lips.

Hill swallowed, "I don't have that hobby."

"I do not have either."

Sherlock sweated, what was in this unicorn's mind?

"That's good. Let's say goodbye. I have completed the resurrection mission."

Hill turned around and disappeared into the dense forest.

……

……

After half an hour.

"The size of a normal horse."

"too big."

"Too small."

"Well, that's it."

The characteristic of Hill is that it can change its size at will.

Now he has completely transformed into a unicorn, like a snow-white horse, and folded his wings, leaving only a single horn like a work of art.

Sherlock was very satisfied with this look. He was riding the unicorn as if he had just bought a Lamborghini and was extremely excited.

Hill's speed, reflexes, and agility far surpassed Herling's.

And will not be carried away by love and become a road fool.

With a "highly intelligent self-navigation system", it is not an exaggeration to call it the most powerful mount.

Sherlock felt that Lu Bu's red rabbit horse was not even one-tenth as good as Hill's.

"Don't touch me!"

Hill roared angrily.

Sherlock then noticed that because he was so excited after getting the sports car, his hands unconsciously "caressed" Hill's white hair. This was actually a normal action after getting a sweaty BMW, but because Hill was a conscious person, A living being who can speak and think but is also arrogant, and speaks very giving words.

Sherlock didn't mind at all. If Hill roared again, he planned to use a refreshing touch.

Let Hill fall into a moral abyss.

Just kidding, Sherlock doesn't have this quirk.

He waved his hand, and Pipisia jumped onto the horse's back, no, the beast's back.

"Can you change back?"

Although Sherlock was not interested in the nature of Pipicia's kiss, she was now sitting in front of Sherlock with Herring's face and proud figure, her big elastic butt was pressing against Sherlock, making Sherlock Locke was very concerned.

"Ah? Change back. I've already changed back."

Pipicia turned back to kiss her, only 1cm away from Sherlock's handsome face.

Sherlock swallowed.

Who said being with brothers won't lead to misfires?If the brother and the wife are the same person, they are so beautiful that it makes people cringe, and they still seduce themselves all the time.

Pipithia kissed and sneezed, making Sherlock's face covered in saliva.

No, brothers are brothers, and there will never be a misfire.

Sherlock wiped the saliva from his face and kicked Pipicia down.

The throne is still for He Ling to ride with him, and Pipicia is not worthy of being kissed.

Pipisia touched her buttocks and complained, "Is it as bad as that? Is that so?"

Sherlock had already ridden Hill away.

"Show me your top speed."

Looking at Sherlock and Hill flying away, Pipicia sighed and looked sideways at Ace who was stunned.

Ace didn't understand her way of getting along with Sherlock, but suddenly being alone with the angel made him a little overwhelmed.

"Hi."

He waved his hand. This awkward and greasy opening was the only way he could think of.

The corners of Pipisia's lips raised, showing an evil expression.