One Piece: Turning Fruit

Chapter 28 Pirates
The incident was resolved and sailed again.

This time Allen didn't go back, not because he was afraid of another accident.

Anyway, I have explained everything to Joya, and she knows what to do.

The reason why he didn't go back was purely because Qiao Ya refused to let him.

Looking at Joya's eyes, Alan knew that if he dared to take another step towards the captain's cabin, she would let Alan know what five blood-splattered steps are.

Due to Joya's majesty, Allen stayed on the deck obediently, basking in the sun with Joya.

But everyone knows Alan's character. After being stable for a long time, he wanted to make trouble.

Taking a step forward, shyly lingering towards Joya's side, looking at the annoyed Joya on his face, he said shyly, "Hey, Joya, let me have a drive too."

"." Joya didn't speak, her eyes cast aside the expectant Allen.

He raised his head and glanced at the sun in the sky again, weighing things up in his mind.

With me watching Allen, there shouldn't be any big problems, right?
"Do you really want to go?"

Hearing Joya's question, Allen nodded impatiently.

"Well, that's alright." After thinking for a while, Joya silently let go of the rudder and made way for her.

"Really! Joya is the best!" Hearing Joya's agreement, Allen happily jumped up and grabbed it impatiently.

Seeing Allen happily holding the rudder, Joya pouted.

I ran to a shady place, found a small bench and sat down.

Take out the nautical chart and compass, and prepare to correct Alan's direction at all times, lest Alan take everyone to an unknown place.

She is really fed up with this big sun.

It was very good that Ellen offered to take her place.

Anyway, she is watching here, nothing can happen.

This may really be a matter of talent. For Joya, being at the helm means boredom and irritability.

But for Allen, sailing is really the most fun.

With a smile on his face and humming a little song, Allen is in a very happy mood now.

Speechless all the way.
As the sun passed by, the temperature slowly dropped.

The warm sea breeze caressed Joya's face with the slightly salty air, and she had nothing to do except to distinguish the direction once in a while.

It made people drowsy, and the two eyelids couldn't help but want to lightly close together.

She understood Alan a little bit now.

And just when Joya felt more and more sleepy, Allen, who was at the helm in full swing, suddenly shouted.

"Look! Enemy attack!"

"what!!"

Allen's voice frightened Joya directly.

The drowsiness dissipated in an instant, and he jumped up directly. After getting up, he looked around in a panic and asked, "What! Where is it!".

"Here, look," Allen pointed forward.

Joya looked in the direction of Alan's finger, and saw a small black dot [-] miles away.

Of course, eight hundred miles is an exaggerated metaphor.

But it also proved that the distance between the two sides is indeed very far, and Allen can stagger by turning the rudder slightly.

Patting his forehead in pain, Joya's current mood is simply...
Hack him to death.

But looking at Alan's innocent eyes, Joya sighed, and persuaded himself, "Forget it, forget it, after all, we are at sea, so we should be vigilant."

And Allen on the other end watched Joya get up, turned around, and shouted at the busy crew, "The sail is raised to half sail, draw out your weapon, and prepare to meet the enemy."

After the busy crew froze for a moment, they quickly reacted, followed Allen's order in a panic and began to prepare weapons.

"Hey! Wait." Joya wanted to stop it but it was too late, Alan had finished shouting.

"What's the matter?" Allen asked, turning his head.

"...Can't you turn the rudder and go around them?" Joya said weakly with his head down, surrounded by a sense of powerlessness.

Obviously, Joya didn't want to cause trouble.

"Bypassing them? Impossible! This is my route, why should I give way!" At this moment, Allen's face was full of stubbornness.

As soon as he finished speaking, Allen put away his expression, lowered his head and said in a low voice, "And I just took this opportunity to see how the crew's combat effectiveness is. If it doesn't work, I will change another batch when I get to the place."

Then he straightened up, patted Joya on the shoulder, and gave a thumbs up, "Don't worry, I will protect you."

"Oh, then you go on." Shaking the dumb hair on his head, Qiao Ya returned.

　Thank you, Yuyao Qimo, the little blue dragon who can cry, for the recommendation ticket.

　　Then thank you, the 100 reward from the little green dragon who will cry.

　　Many thanks.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)