"Okay!"
After Allen responded, he conveniently rolled up his sleeves and started pulling weeds.
Seeing this, Nana followed closely behind without hesitation, and Yamato also joined the action after a brief hesitation.
After gently pulling out a piece of grass, Nana asked Allen with doubts in his heart, "Brother Allen, why is there no monument erected on uncle's grave?"
Allen's hands kept moving through the grass, and his movements never stopped. He just responded in a calm tone, "He hopes to rest here without being disturbed by the outside world, so he doesn't want others to know where he is buried."
Nana's curiosity did not stop there and continued to ask, "Is your uncle a well-known person?"
Allen didn't look back and said calmly, "He is somewhat famous. His name is Gol·D·Roger!"
"Gol·D·Roger?"
Nana repeated the name softly, feeling extremely familiar, but it was difficult to pinpoint it in memory.
Looking at Nana's pensive and dazed look, Allen couldn't help but feel a little cute.
At this moment, Yamato said leisurely, "He Father also has a more famous name, what is Pirate King!"
"What? Are you Father Pirate King?"
Nana looked at Allen in shock, his eyes filled with disbelief.
Allen raised the corners of his mouth and nodded with a faint smile, "Yes, do you regret following me now?"
Nana hurriedly waved his hands and said, "No, no, no matter who Brother Allen is, I will always follow you."
As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Nana felt that they seemed to be a sign of love. His cheeks turned red and he covered his eyes shyly.
Allen looked at Nana who was so easily shy, smiled and shook his head, and then focused on pulling weeds in his hands.
After a while, the weeds on the grave were finally cleared away.
Allen then took out two bottles of Rum wine from Kamui Space and placed them gently in front of the grave. Then he took out a plate of fruit and a plate of salmon sashimi and placed them neatly.
He unscrewed the caps of the two bottles of wine, held one bottle in each hand and touched them gently, then slowly poured the wine in one bottle onto the ground, and brought the other bottle to his lips and drank. He murmured, "Father, I haven't seen you for a long time, and I miss you very much. If I have the ability to Resurrection you in the future, please don't blame me for violating your last wish."
Just when Allen's sadness infected Yamato and Nana, a sound of chewing suddenly sounded.
The two people heard the sound and went away, only to see Allen holding a wine bottle in one hand and chewing an apple in the other.
When Yamato saw this, he shouted loudly, "How dare you steal the tribute offered to pay homage to my uncle!"
Allen took a big bite of the apple and said vaguely, "I asked Father before I ate it. He said he wouldn't eat it and asked me to eat more."
Yamato was angry and funny. "Do you still want to pay attention? When did you ask him? Do you think he responded to you?"
Allen still lowered his head and said while eating, "Of course you couldn't hear what I just asked in my heart."
"Besides, I, Father, always love me the most, so why not eat a little?"
Yamato put his hands on his hips. "I think you are just greedy. I felt weird when you took out the salmon sashimi as a sacrifice. How can anyone use this for worship?"
Allen responded nonchalantly, "My family can do it, just because I like to eat."
"Oh, oh, you admit it, you are just greedy!"
Allen picked up the sashimi with chopsticks and licked it gently in slow motion.
Yamato's eyes were instantly attracted and he stared straight at it. For a moment, he forgot what he was going to say next.
Allen looked at Yamato who was almost drooling. He felt funny in his heart and asked, "Are you hungry? Want to eat something?"
Yamato said in an uncertain tone, "Really, is it really okay?"
Allen handed the chopsticks over. "Eat! Why not?"
Yamato took the chopsticks and quickly began to eat one piece, then two pieces. When he took the third piece of sashimi and put it in his mouth to chew, he said inarticulately, "Would he mind if I eat your tribute Father?"
Allen rolled his eyes. "I think it would be better if you asked before eating. Now that I have almost finished eating, I only thought of asking him if he would mind."
Nana couldn't help covering his mouth and laughing when he heard this.
Seeing this, Allen said to Nana, "Nana, don't just giggle on the sidelines, come over and eat together!"
After that, Allen took out several plates of delicious food from Kamui Space.
Nana responded happily, "Okay, Brother Allen!"
Later, Nana also joined in this special "dining event".
If anyone else saw the scene of the three people surrounding the tomb, their jaws would drop in shock.
Yamato asked Allen while eating, "Father is done with your affairs here. Where is our next destination?"
Allen thought for a moment and then said, "Let's start an adventure trip in East Blue for several months. When the time is right, I'm going to meet a few people."
Yamato asked keenly, "You're not going to see your half-brother, are you?"
Allen nodded slightly. "He is one of them."
Nana asked with curiosity, "Brother Allen, you have a younger brother. Is he handsome?"
Allen recalled Ace's childhood appearance in Original Work and said, "He looked noble."
Nana tilted his head, as if trying to imagine what a noble person looked like.
Allen saw this and interrupted her reverie, "Don't think too much, you will know when you see him."
Yamato eagerly interjected. "Then what are you waiting for? Let's go find him right now!"
Allen rolled his eyes helplessly. "Are you deaf and can't hear clearly?"
They all say that the time has not come yet and we have to wait a few months before we can see him."
Yamato covered her mouth in surprise. "Isn't your brother still unborn?"
Allen dumbfounded. "Where are you thinking? There are several people I want to meet, and I want to wait until they are all gathered before going to meet them."
After hearing what Allen said, Yamato and Nana had puzzled looks on their faces.
Yamato asked, "How did you know they would get together in a few months?"
Allen didn't know how to explain in detail, so he could only say perfunctorily, "Children, don't be so curious. Knowing too much will not be good for you."