[ONE PIECE] The daily life of Shura field in four eyes

Chapter103

Play x believer x anomaly

——Even if I die in the next moment, these things that have been frozen will remain unmistakable.

This makes me feel simple and simple

Just a comfort, that's all

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"Long time no see! Lord Selan, these are my newly picked apples, please taste them!"

The brown-haired girl wearing a scarf held a whole basket of red fruits and rushed to Seleustin with a red face and said loudly.

The girl's words and actions seemed to turn on some terrible switch, and the crowd began to become restless and continued to gather here.

"Long time no see, Master Selan. Are you still used to living here?"

"Lord Seran, I have the best wine on the island. You will definitely like it."

"Lord Selan..." "Selan..."

"Well, I'm fine, thank you."

Surrounded by these waves of sound, Seleustine was wearing an off-white short robe in the same style as the residents, smiling and responding to everyone's words of concern.But those blue eyes were wandering around, trying to find Shanks who had been squeezed away from him by the crowd at some point.

In the blink of an eye, a mother-in-law with frost-white temples walked up to her from the crowd. She wanted to grab her hand but was afraid of being offended, so she did the next best thing and grabbed her long robe. At the edge of the sleeves, the hands all around were trembling visibly.

"Lord Selan, I didn't expect, I didn't expect to be able to... ugh... Lord Selan!"

The whites of his already somewhat hazy eyes were bloodshot from tears, and two lines of tears rushed out of his eyes, hitting Seleustin's outstretched palm.It didn't have much heat, but it felt so hot that she winced slightly.

The old woman's tears became the signal for the second wave of climax. Seeing the people on the inner and outer three floors crying with red eyes, the smile on Selustine's face finally broke into a crack.

His eyes for help were cast on the red head outside the crowd.

[He's dying, help me, Shanks! ]

The red-haired man clearly received her signal and gave her a helpless look. He looked at the sky and the tree but not at Seleustin, whose expression was gradually distorting.

[Seliu... just bear with it, it will pass after you bear with it...]

Boy, believe it or not, she cried with these people!

Selustine touched the little boy at her feet who was crying and hiccupping, and sighed amidst the sobs.

How did things become like this...

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Time went back to an hour ago, when the maid forced her to change into an off-white short robe in the bedroom, Seleustin was still in a trance.

The old man's hoarse voice is still in my ears - please become Selan.

she?Seran?

"There must be some misunderstanding here. No matter what, I can't become a goddess."

Seleustin wanted to reject his request on the spot, but Zebel didn't even change the smile on her face, and easily blocked her concerns with one sentence.

"The goddess will definitely come back from the outside world. You happen to have golden hair like the goddess, so the people won't see through you."

Just because of this?There are probably not a few people with blond hair on the Great and Great Navigation. I dare you to recognize the goddess in such a casual way?

"Sure, Seleu, don't you think it's interesting?"

That's enough. This friend who can't stand and talk without pain in the back asks you to go out and turn right and walk slowly without saying thank you.

She no longer expects Shanks to save her. It would be better to say that as long as he doesn't cause trouble with him, Seleu will be burned.

"We have been waiting for 100 years..."

The old man smiled bitterly, and blinked his eyes twice seriously after speaking. If Seliu saw it correctly, there seemed to be some tears in his eyes.

...Okay, okay, you win.

In this way, the three-day mission called "Playing Seran" began hastily.

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"So, you just sold Seliu away?"

God knows why Shanks could read the four characters "distressed" from Beckman's unmoving face, but this did not affect his continued command of the crew to carry the bags given to them by Zebel. thing.

"Ah hahaha, this is obviously a pleasure to help others, and the wine on this island has a very special taste that cannot be found outside."

He smiled and patted Beckman on the shoulder. In front of them was a group of sailors carrying wine barrels to the coast.

Beckman obviously would not be persuaded by these barrels of ordinary fruit wine. He took out a cigarette from the cigarette case, put it in his mouth, lit the lighter with a click, and did not comment on Shanks' words.

The atmosphere between the two became dull, and Shanks' excellent hearing allowed him to capture a familiar voice from far to near.

He raised his head slightly and saw the edge of the tree crown that blocked the sky. His vision transitioned from the vast sky to the surrounding woods, and finally settled on Seleustin not far away.

The beautiful girl was leaning slightly to listen to the children next to her. Even if he couldn't see her expression clearly, Shanks could still imagine the warm and soft smile on her face.

It was clearly in a place where the sun could not shine under the shade of a tree, but that bright golden color was like a sun that had not yet been lifted up, shining brightly in everyone's sight.

Unconsciously, Shanks also started laughing.

He looked at [Seran], who was loved by everyone, wearing a wreath on his head, with a smile that he was very familiar with in his pure and bright blue eyes.

"Look how happy she is."

Even Seleustin herself didn't know what a charming smile appeared on her face when she was surrounded by the crowd.

"Even if something happens, wouldn't I still be following you?"

No matter what happens, he will become that chasm, and the danger will not come close to Seleustin under his nose.

Speaking of which, this can be regarded as Shanks' own selfishness, whether it is this incident or anything before.

Seleustin can do whatever he wants, he just simply hopes that smile like that can become an invincible flower.

That's it.

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Greno is a summer island, at least now that Seleustin is in it, a thin layer of sweat breaks out on her back, even though she is only wearing a short robe made of light and breathable fabric.

The whispering wind finally brought a hint of coolness, and she looked at the golden-orange sky in the distance in a trance.

People's attitude towards Seran was very different from what she imagined.

There is no doubt that the residents of Greno love Thran from the bottom of their hearts.

What surprised Seleustin a little was the strange sense of distance.

Even if you have never heard of the story of the two islands before, you can get it just by looking at the ubiquitous [Serlan] totems on the streets and Zebel as a priest - Greno is an extremely fanatical believer in Serlan. The presence of the goddess is immersed in every inch of their lives.

It is difficult for the atheist Seleustin to describe what faith is, but whether the core of this emotion is worship or love, the superficial emotions should not be what the residents of Greno show...

It was already approaching dusk, and Selustine, who had been busy all afternoon, had a rare moment of leisure and was sitting under a tree.Shanks beside her shook the cattail leaf fan that he didn't know where he came from, and the two of them chatted.

"Lord Selan...Long time no see."

The thin voice shows that the owner is sick and very immature.It was a Greno girl with dark hair and holding a doll.

Seleustin and Shanks' leisure was suddenly interrupted, but neither of them went back to pursue this with a child.

"Long time no see, kid."

It is a folk custom on the island of Greno to open a conversation with "Long time no see" as a greeting, and Seloustine soon got used to this somewhat illogical way of talking.

The girl stood three steps away from Seleustin. After hearing her voice, she gradually tightened her fingers on the doll in her arms. After thinking for a few seconds, she ran to Seleustin's feet with shy steps.

Her little red face was filled with admiration and longing. She sat down at Seleustin's feet, with the top of her dark hair just enough to rest on Seleucid's knees.The little look holding the baby was so cute. The blond woman laughed, bent down and picked her up, holding her firmly in her arms.

The girl who was suddenly held in her arms was startled, but she unexpectedly calmed down quickly. She even loosened her grip on the doll and tried her best to hug the gentle goddess Seran back.

"Lord Selan..."

She relied on her, clinging to her body without any gaps like a newborn child coveting its mother's arms.

Look, here we go again.

Seleustin silently patted the back of the child in her arms, and turned her face slightly to meet Shanks's eyes.

This weird sense of distance-free closeness is here again.

As early as the moment she put on the clothes that symbolized Thran, the entire Greno's attitude towards her changed.It is not an exaggeration to describe her gratuitous enthusiasm as being able to overwhelm people. As long as she walks on the street, she will definitely encounter countless people who are extremely enthusiastic about her.

Farmers will carry heavy baskets of fruits, most of which are stained with fresh dew or fruit cream; if the family is engaged in textile business, they will bring a small cart full of parcels, neatly packed inside. It is loaded with all kinds of cloth; there are also people who make wine, blacksmith, and fish...

They all offered her the best they had, and the way they gave everything they had made one couldn't help but wonder if they had spent all their belongings to collect these "tributes."

Not only that, but people treated her even more than that.In this short day, Selustine met the young girl who threw herself into her arms, the innocent child who pulled her sleeves and acted coquettishly, and the one who held her hand tightly as soon as she came up. It was an old woman with tears in her eyes when she finally saw her granddaughter back after being away from home for many years.

But this is not normal, so abnormal.

No matter how approachable the image of [Selan] is, she should not be so close to believers even though she is called a god and even has an altar and a high priest.

No true believer would throw himself into the arms of a god he had not seen for a hundred years without scruples, grab her hand and cry bitterly.

The distance between the people of Greno Island and Seran is so thin that it is almost transparent.

The way they treated her was not how a believer would treat a god.

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The child in her arms left quickly, leaving behind the doll that was tightly held in her arms when she came.

"Selu, have you noticed?"

The warm chest pressed against her back, and Seleustin fell backwards gently, while Shanks firmly became the support to support her from falling backwards.

Letting the big hands take away the doll left in her arms in an almost hugging posture, Selustine closed her eyes and lost all her strength. It took a long time before she uttered a vague response.

"what……"

Sure enough, Shanks also discovered it.It would be better to say that he was actually the first person to detect the abnormality, and he had amazing acumen in this regard.

As if sensing her fatigue, Shanks held back the words he was about to blurt out.

As he always did on the Foss, he let her lean a little more firmly on his chest and raised his palms to cover her closed eyes to block the less dazzling sunlight at dusk.

This is the exclusive way of comfort that Shanks is best at. So far, only Seleustin has been lucky enough to enjoy such treatment.

After swallowing the words between her lips and teeth, Selustine clearly knew what it was.

This is a dead island.

There is no living person except them.