The conditions were simple, so the Red Earl didn't care about the red wine glass or the decanter. He took a bag of blood, twisted the lid and took a big gulp of it.

"Puff~"

The next moment, the Red Earl couldn't help but spit the big mouthful of blood he drank all over the floor.

"Ahem, the owner of this blood is having her period, it's sour and smelly."

Jage, Caesar and others looked at each other, is there any difference between the taste of this blood and blood?

They haven't drunk blood before, how do they know.

"Forget it, I don't think you know either."

Looking at the confused expressions of several people, the Red Earl was furious, threw away the blood bag in his hand and took a new one.

This time, the Red Earl learned his lesson. He first opened the lid, then took a small sip, and his old face wrinkled into a ball.

Seeing the logo on the bag, Caesar smiled proudly and said, "How is it? I'm afraid you'll get angry if you drink too much blood. This is the bitter melon-flavored blood I specially mixed for you."

"Tell me where you live, and I'll definitely visit you tonight!" The Red Earl's face turned green.

This thing mixed with a lot of pigments is more unpalatable than shit.

Being stared at by such an old guy, Caesar immediately became cowardly, "Hahaha, no need, I think distance creates beauty."

"Hey, hey, hey, old guy, are you done yet? Hurry up and finish drinking and fight me. Are you asking for a beating again?" Barrett rubbed his hands and said dissatisfiedly.

"Humph."

Fortunately, the next few bags of blood were normal, at least they were ok.

Bags of blood flowed into the Red Earl's stomach, and the Red Earl's body began to recover, and his skin became tight and full again.

The old man's appearance once again became that of a man in his thirties or forties.

Judge and Caesar's eyes lit up, and they almost wanted to slice up the Red Earl for research.

The Red Earl squinted his eyes in enjoyment, feeling the changes in his body. He looked at Barrett and said coldly: "I have everything now!"

"If you want to fight, don't fight here, follow me."

Lynch was also very curious about which of the two could fight better, so he asked Kakashi to open up a scene in the middle of the sea for the two of them.

You know, these two together can probably single-handedly kill a Four Emperors group in a few minutes.

Facts have proved that Lynch's approach is wise.

The two fought until the sky was dark, and in the end, the island was destroyed but no one was able to tell the winner.

Barrett is better in strength and destruction, but the Red Earl is better in endurance and agility.

...

After a day and a night of running on the sea, the Red Hair Pirates rushed to the West Sea with dark circles under their eyes.

They were not tired, but too worried about Uta's safety.

"Quick, take us to find your king!"

Shanks grabbed a guard and said in a hurry.

"It's Shanks! Okay, wait a minute, I'll report to the king."

The guard easily recognized the famous Shanks and hurried to report.

"Great, Uta is not dead." Shanks said excitedly.

At this point, they can already sense Uta's existence with their observation.

The reason why they didn't just break in was because someone saved Uta's life, and it was in someone else's territory, so they had to give him some face.

"Uta seems to have some problems?" Jesus frowned.

Uta's current life situation is a bit strange, as if she was doing some intense exercise, out of breath.

"Don't think about it, we will know when we see Uta." Shanks said dully.

"The king invites you."

Soon, the guard who went to report came back, "Follow me, the road is this way."

A day later, Lynch saw Shanks again and greeted him with a big smile, "Shanks, don't blame me for hiding things. At that time, you lost your memory of Uta. Even if I tell you the truth, you probably won't believe it."

Shanks bowed to Lynch and said, "What are you talking about, King of the West Sea? Can we see Uta now?"

He got straight to the point. He couldn't see Uta in person, and his heart was always uneasy.

"No problem, follow me."

Lynch pointed to the pear wood door in the distance, "Uta is inside."

Without Lynch saying much, Shanks felt Uta's breath coming from behind the door.

The moment his hand touched the door handle, Shanks, the emperor of the sea, trembled slightly.

Jesus said that they understood Shanks because their performance was not much better.

They had made all kinds of psychological preparations.

As long as Wuta survives, they can accept whatever he becomes.

"No... I can't... Slow down... I can't stand it..."

"Ah~ I give up... I give up!"Shanks's face froze, and his hand on the door handle also stopped.

He was hesitating whether to open the door.

"What are you standing there for? Go in." It was still Lynch who pushed the door open for Shanks.

"I lost. I really can't eat anymore. You cat must be a glutton. How did you eat twenty pistol legs..."

Uta's mouth was covered with grease, and she lay on the table with no hope for life, holding a half-eaten big meat leg made of sea king meat in her hand.

On the table covered with the tablecloth, there was a one-meter-long porcelain plate, and on the plate was a small mountain of bones.

"Hahahahaha~"

Tom touched his round belly, stood up and made a victory gesture, and screamed happily.

Seeing that Uta was safe and sound, things were not what he thought, and a line of tears flowed down the corners of Shanks' eyes.

"Shanks! You, you're here."

Uta was delighted at first, and hurriedly grabbed the napkin to wipe off the oil stains on his mouth, then his expression was dark and he lowered his head silently.

"Uta."

Shanks strode forward, suddenly hugged Uta in his arms, and said softly: "Cry if you want to, Uta."

"Although the matter has passed, I still want to say that in the end you saved them with your life, don't blame yourself too much."

"Woo~" Uta suddenly bit her lower lip, tears almost rolled in her beautiful eyes, and finally couldn't hold it back, and cried out in pain, "Shanks~!"

Shanks said nothing, quietly patted Uta's back, waiting for Uta to vent his emotions.

But the pirates behind him, one by one, cried and cried.

"Woo woo woo~ Little Uta!"

"Little Uta is so pitiful~"

Uta gradually stopped wailing, and the crying sound became smaller and smaller.

She just felt much better. She sniffed and pushed Shanks away, looking at him complainingly, "It's all your fault. I swore I would never cry again."

"Hahahaha, it seems that it's still our little Uta."

Shanks laughed heartily and took out a straw hat from behind like a magic trick and put it on Uta's head.

"Rejoin us and become our musician, Uta!"