The opening of special forces and the world of One Piece

Rebecca sprinkled a handful of jasmine flowers in it: "You don't even know how excited I am to see you today. I thought you had already encountered misfortune. It's really great that you're fine now."

Cyrus looked around, and then asked: "It seems that you have a good life in this palace."

Rebecca touched the little milk dog's fur, its little tongue was sticking out, and then said: "It's pretty good, but... oh!"

Cyrus knew there was something in the other party's words, he lowered his head and said guiltily, "Rebecca, I'm sorry about your mother...even though I'm still alive."

But I feel that it is a sin to live in this world. If my death can be exchanged for your mother, I am really happy to do that. "

Rebecca avoided this topic, and then picked up the tea handle and tried to pour tea for the other party: "This is a new jasmine tea in the palace. It has the effect of refreshing and reducing fire. I usually don't take it out for others to taste."

Cyrus stood up, took the teacup and said, "It's better not to be scalded by the tea for the delicate skin and tender meat of your highness, so let me come."

Rebecca looked at the other party's reserved face and said nothing. Cyrus poured tea and sat down quickly. However, the atmosphere on the tea table was a bit awkward because Cyrus accidentally told the "past events", and the two of them didn't know what to say for a while.

Rebecca grabbed the lace on the cake skirt with a sad expression, while Cyrus muttered for a while, and then his thoughts drifted back to five years ago...

One night five years ago, when there was wind, rain, lightning and thunder, all the people closed their doors and fell asleep in their dreams.

Only King Cyrus is still awake. That's right, Cyrus was a king supported by everyone five years ago, but now he has become a street mouse that everyone shouts and beats.

"It's raining heavily tonight." The maid said leisurely after making a cup of tea for Cyrus, looking at the scenery outside respectfully.

Cyrus looked at the canvas with his eyes moved down into the darkness outside, and said, "Yes, it hasn't rained so much here for a long time."

At this time, Cyrus looked at the two knives hanging on his wall. At this time, he seemed to remember something and said, "By the way, the soldiers have already gone back in such a heavy rain?"

The maid nodded, and then yawned: "Yes, but no one came this night, even if some criminals come to the king, don't worry, I can protect you."

After the maid finished speaking, she made a very domineering movement of drawing a knife. Yes, she did plan to become a female soldier when she was a child, but in the end she became a maid because of her lack of body.

But as long as I can protect the king, I can take any position, as long as I can contribute to the country, I am willing, and my life belongs to the king!

Cyrus smiled and shook his head: "How can I let you block the knife for me? I have the right to keep every citizen safe, even if I pay my life. It's getting late, so you should go to rest earlier. My little daughter must sleep with you at night."

The maid walked away, and the sound of high-heeled shoes continued to fill the corridor, but there was no one.

Only Gada Gada's voice echoed in the corridor, and Cyrus stretched himself, thinking that next time he should remind the maid to wear flat shoes, otherwise it would be bad if it would affect the little daughter's sleep.

After all, it is a little princess that I like very much, I am afraid of melting in my mouth, and I am afraid of falling when I hold it in my palm!

At this time, Cyrus looked at the "homework" in his hand and remembered what Rebecca said to himself in the morning, "Father, you must draw this little flower well, otherwise you will not be able to sleep!"

Cyrus smiled helplessly, and immediately concentrated on drawing this flower by himself and going to bed early, Cyrus reminded himself, and then accelerated the speed in his hands.

Clap, clack... the sound of high-heeled shoes came again, and it gradually became farther and closer. Gradually, the sound seemed to have reached the door of Cyrus' studio.

This was originally just a very ordinary voice, but it appeared here?Cyrus suddenly discovered a terrifying fact, who would walk around in high heels at night?

At first he thought it was a maid and didn't care, but why did he come to the door of his studio again so late?Is it going to the toilet?
Royal personnel, except for capable people who can come in and out at will, who else can?Few people have been able to walk around outside their studio for hundreds of years. .

Cyrus still felt that something was wrong, because he wouldn't wear high heels at night, would he?And even if it was unrealistic to go out, the sound of rain pattering added to the horror.

No matter how I imagined myself, I couldn't figure it out! Then there was only one possibility, and that was an unexpected guest in the house!
Cyrus tried his best to stabilize his mind, and then he tried his best to hide his uneasy voice and asked, "Maid, you don't rest so late, what do you want me for?"

Cyrus prayed silently in his heart that it must be the crisp voice of the maid, although that voice usually made him a little impatient, but at this moment it could be said to be the sound of nature.

Tap, tap, the sound of the footsteps became heavy, and those feet gradually began to approach the door.Creaking, the studio door was opened.

A man wearing a mask but smiling all the time leaned against the door, his eyes were as deep as the bottom of a pond, and he quietly looked at the man in front of him.

Cyrus was taken aback, thinking that the other party was going to ask for his name, he couldn't help but clenched the painting stick in his hand: "Who are you? What do you want to do here in the middle of the night?
I advise you to put away your thoughts, I have tens of thousands of soldiers, as long as I give an order, they can immediately execute you on the spot. "

While talking, Cyrus quietly looked at the man in front of him, but the man started to speak: "Let me introduce myself, just call me Doflamingo."

Doflamingo looked at the man in front of him, and it was very funny. He thought that some kind of capable person was in charge of this country?Drawing in the middle of the night?
Seeing the other party introducing himself, Cyrus relaxed his vigilance a little, and then stopped looking at Doflamingo and said, "Hi, Doflamingo, I don't need to introduce myself, the king of Texas."

Doflamingo remained silent, and Cyrus broke the silence first: "Is there anything you want to do when you come to see me at night? It still appears in this form.