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Chapter 411: When I sleep, I may be

The flames that shot up into the sky dyed the night red, and the town, which had already been riddled with holes, was filled with suppressed sobs.

People were walking on the ruins, looking for their lost relatives. Many of them had numb expressions, kneeling on the ground crying, looking at the broken limbs and remains in front of them.

The mottled and ancient parchment fluttered in the wind and landed in front of Gordon.

"Mom, where is our home?"

"Home...home is already...wuwuwuwu!"

"Why, why did the gods do this to us, what did we do wrong?"

"It's all...it's all...it's all your fault! If you hadn't brought this child here, how could Ailijia become like this!"

Snapped!

The bright red color permeated the black cloak, and the rotten tomatoes were particularly eye-catching. Shanks lowered his eyes and said nothing.

Faced with the anger of the people of Ailijia, he had no intention of making excuses, and he also understood how saddened they were by this sudden tragedy.

"That's it. This is all our fault. It was done by the Red Hair Pirates. It has nothing to do with Uta."

The deep voice echoed in the sky of Elysia, and Shanks raised his head with a firm look in his eyes.

"Please, this is all the pirates' fault. It has nothing to do with her. She's just a child, that's all."

At this moment, everyone who made eye contact with the red-haired man subconsciously let go of the things in their hands and lowered their heads in silence.

"Actually, this is not the fault of Uta and them. We really like this child's singing..."

"But, if we don't blame them, who else can we blame? Wuwuwuwu..."

The fire was burning fiercely, and in this almost dead silence, a gentle and calm voice sounded again.

"Now that the sealed music score has appeared, how about we make a deal? King of Alygia, Mr. Gordon."

Gordon, who had carefully put away the parchment music scores, was stunned when he heard this and subconsciously looked in the direction of Huayue.

"Mr. Benefactor who saved Ailijia, the deal you mentioned is..."

"I will heal Elegia's pain. In return, you hand over the Demon King of Song, Totumjika, to me. How about that?"

When these words were spoken, the people of Ailijia showed expressions of disbelief, and some of the hot-tempered people were so angry that they shouted on the spot.

"Heal the pain? What a joke! My child died at the hands of that little girl. How can you heal my pain!!!"

“My family has also been…”

"And my love, this is simply impossible. Can you resurrect the dead? Are you a god?"

One after another, people stood up in anger, and Gordon's face was gloomy. This incident was indeed not caused by Uta's subjective opinion, but it was caused by her.

"Thank you, Benefactor, for saving us all. But Totumjika is too dangerous. I... I really..."

"Okay, it's a deal. In exchange for resurrecting everyone, you hand over the Demon King of Song, Totomjika."

Gordon stood there in a daze, wondering for a moment if he had heard it wrongly.

"How can the dead be resurrected? Do you really think we are idiots?"

"That's enough! Enough is enough! Pirates like you can't understand our grief. Can you understand the feeling of losing a loved one?"

"Drive them out, drive the pirates out of Elysia..."

The excited people subconsciously looked for any weapons they could use, trying to completely drive out the person in front of them who was constantly opening up their wounds and rubbing salt into them, as if they were blinded by anger.

However, Huayue's expression was indifferent, and she just kept her eyes on Gordon, waiting for his decision.

thump!

"Your Majesty Gordon!"

"Your Majesty, you are..."

"Everyone, listen to me, this matter has nothing to do with anyone, and there is no need for us to let a hazy child take the responsibility!"

"Mr. Benefactor, please, if you can really do it, I am willing to hand over Totemjika to you for safekeeping. Please heal the pain of the people!"

Gordon knelt heavily on the ground with tears in his eyes, looking at the ruined country in front of him, just wanting to hold on to the last glimmer of hope.

"Can you really resurrect the dead?"

Ben Beckman took a long drag on his cigarette, with wisps of smoke rising, but his eyes were full of suspicion.

"Two possibilities. One is the special ability of the devil fruit..."

The red-haired man looked at the rosy and healthy Uta who was sleeping soundly, and the stone in his heart fell steadily to the ground.

"What's the other possibility?"

"Then he is God!"

Laci Lu chuckled strangely and Ben Beckman sneered.

"Stupid, how can there be a God in this world?"

"Tsk, you ignorant low-level pirate, if God really exists, it must be His Majesty, because His Majesty is omnipotent!"

A cold and arrogant voice sounded from the shadows, making everyone in the Red Hair Pirates subconsciously think of the blonde beauty waving bat wings.

"The deal is done. The Outer Path: The Art of Reincarnation!"

Under the blazing firelight, the flickering shadows suddenly expanded, covering the entire Ailijia in an instant.

Rays of emerald green light of life shot up into the sky and fell into every corner of the music kingdom, like a drizzle that extinguished the fire of despair.

"Where is this? Where?"

"Why am I back? I was just somewhere, like taking a hot spring bath..."

"Ailei, Ailei! That's great, that's great!"

"My child, my child is back!"

In an instant, experiencing great joy again at a moment of great sorrow, many of the people of Ailigia went crazy, but most of them were filled with gratitude and awe.

"Hey! Hongo, hit me quickly, let me see if I am dreaming or not."

boom!

After one punch, bright red marks of the fist appeared on Jesus Bu's face, which also stunned the confused members of the Red Hair Pirates.

"God, have we met God?!"

"This, this, this..."

Gordon's body froze, as if he had encountered some unbelievable reality, until the paper in his hand that summoned Totumjika seemed to have self-awareness and tried to escape, and then he came to his senses.

"Mr. Benefactor, this is the music that summons Totumjika, that... that..."

It's like a mouse meeting a cat. No matter how the music in the hand struggles, it still cannot escape the small space of the fingertips.

Huayue turned her head and smiled gently, like the moonlight that drives away the dark clouds, bright and flawless.

"Anything else?"

"Excuse me, are you a god?"

Upon hearing this, Huayue smiled and answered seriously.

"When I sleep, I may be..."

With a flick of his sleeves, he turned and left, with Yamato following behind him carelessly. Only Hiyori bowed slightly before hurriedly catching up.

The red-haired man thought for a moment and also laughed.

"Okay, brothers, let's set sail. This time we're going to win a big victory!"