Pirates: King of the World From the White Town

Cyrus found that whenever he tried to tell the truth, the words that came to his lips would become words without any nutrition at all.

This means that the person who is turned into a toy will never be able to debunk the conspiracy.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, you should know that there are so many people who have been turned into toys before, and everyone can walk and talk. If they can show their human identity, they should have messed up a long time ago.

It won't be his turn to figure it out.

No solution

This is an unsolvable problem!

Unless it is possible to find the devil fruit ability user and start from him, there may be a chance.

What Cyrus didn't know at this time was that all the people who were turned into toys had been given several absolutely irresistible instructions, including not to hurt Granu and the Don Quixote family.

So his method is doomed to fail.

Just when he was anxious because he couldn't get into the palace, Abel appeared and grabbed him.

"What do you want? Let me go!"

"Hush! Don't you want to go in and see your wife and daughter? I'll take you in."

Abel's words were very deceptive. Cyrus, who knew that the other party might be malicious, remained silent, because he really wanted to know the situation of his wife and daughter, and the most important question, whether they still remember him?

As for safety, Cyrus believed that the other party would not mess around in the palace.

And so many palace guards are not decorations.

So Cyrus stopped struggling and let Abel lead him into the palace as if he had tacitly agreed.

Turn on knowledge-colored domineering and avoid all guards.

Use the dark breathing method to hide your body shape and block your breath.

Abel is like a ghost, appearing silently in every shadow corner.

Coupled with Cyrus' "cooperating" guidance from time to time, the two quickly found Rebecca who was having fun in the garden and Scarlet who was standing aside with a smile on her face.

Excited, Cyrus couldn't bear it anymore, he broke free and jumped from Abel's hands, and ran towards his wife and daughter.

"Scarlet! Rebecca! How are you all?"

"It's me, Cyrus!"

The two women turned their eyes one after another, "Huh? Where did the toy soldiers come from? Did someone throw them away here?"

"Strange, how could it call out our names? And who is Cyrus? The owner of this toy is still his own name?"

When Cyrus heard the words, he was instantly struck by lightning!

"It's true what he said, Scarlett and Rebecca really forgot about me."

"No, I must find a way to let them know the truth."

"By the way, since I can't speak, I can write!"

Cyrus immediately ran to the side of the dirt, and quickly sketched sentences on it with his fingers.

The two girls looked over curiously.

"I'm XXXX, the weather is really nice today."

"What are these?"

Cyrus looked at what he had written speechlessly, and it really didn't work!

As long as he has the idea of ​​revealing the secret that 'toys are made by humans', nothing can be expressed correctly.

The things written are either incomprehensible garbled characters, or nonsense that doesn't match the preface and the postscript.

"Mom, I want to play with Mr. Soldier, can I?"

Rebecca suddenly raised her head, flashing her beautiful big eyes and said cutely.

Scarlett only hesitated for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

One is that since this kind of toy became popular, there have been no problems and it is relatively safe.

Second, for some reason, she always felt that the back of this toy soldier was very familiar and sad.

"If it is it, it will definitely protect Rebecca well."

Scarlet was taken aback by the idea that came to her suddenly, and then she couldn't help but laugh.

"It's just a toy. Since Rebecca likes it, it's a big deal to keep it."

So under her indulgence, Rebecca and Mr. Soldier happily played all morning.

It wasn't until lunch time that Rebecca reluctantly left.

"Mr. Soldier, will you still be here this afternoon?"

Looking at his daughter, Cyrus was about to nod subconsciously, but he suddenly thought of something, and under the astonished gazes of Scarlet and Rebecca, he suddenly turned around and ran away.

"Mom, Mr. Soldier has escaped?"

Rebecca pulled the corner of her mother's clothes aggrievedly.

Scarlet could only kneel down to comfort her daughter, saying, "Maybe Mr. Soldier has important things to do, so he left."

"Will Mr. Soldier come back?"

"Yes, as long as Rebecca is a good girl, Mr. Soldier will definitely come back."

"Well, Rebecca will eat obediently, not picky eaters, and be a good child."

Scarlett was very relieved and led her daughter away.

But for some reason, when the toy soldier left, she suddenly felt empty and uncomfortable.

"It's only been one morning. Why do I feel this way? Am I really old? I've reached the age of sentimentality."

Scarlett shook her head and stopped thinking about it.

On the other hand, the reason why Cyrus was determined not to stay was that it would only bring trouble and danger to them.

Don't forget, who made him look like this, and who "kindly" sent him into the palace, reunited his family, and then recognized the reality.

"Come out, I know you're still here."

"Why don't you stay? Although they have completely forgotten about your existence, you can still be by their side, can't you?"

Abel came out of the shadows and asked curiously.

Cyrus said in a low tone, "Who are you guys? What do you want?"

"Ah, so I forgot to introduce myself?"

"Sorry, sorry, let's get to know each other again. I am a cadre of the Don Quixote family, and my name is Abel."

"Because my current captain, Mr. Shichibukai Doflamingo has taken a fancy to this place, he is preparing to replace King Riku and take Dressrosa under his own control."

"So we sent cadres here to clear away all obstacles like you first."

"Well, is this answer satisfactory?"

As soon as the words fell, Cyrus attacked Abel with his toy body in silence.

However, the moment he jumped high, the command that could not harm members of Don Quixote's family immediately took effect, instantly depriving him of control over his body.

It made him like a kite with a broken string, falling directly at Abel's feet.

"It seems that you still don't understand your current situation."

"The moment you're turned into a toy, you're out, Cyrus."

Abel looked down at him condescendingly, like a god looking at a bug hiding in the dirt.