At sea.
The weather is mild, the sun is shining, the sea is rippling, and a ship is sailing steadily forward.
On the deck of the ship, a table is placed there and Maples is sitting at the table with a pen in his hand, thinking.
There are several blank drawings on the table.
Robin is sitting next to Maples, holding a pen in her hand and drawing something on a piece of paper.
"Look, Sir, what do you think of this?"
After drawing for a while, Robin put the drawings in her hand in front of Maples. The drawings were painted one by one, and the only one with a little ink that had not dried up.
Maples glanced at it and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly. He said, "Well … it's the same as what you drew before. It's quite interesting."
It has been nearly a month since he separated from the Whitebeard Pirates. In this month, he also arrived at two islands in the New World and is now heading to the rear island.
During this month of sailing, Maples found a problem, that is, he can't not make a flag.
The previous Captain John didn't recognize that it was his ship, so he attacked it casually and attacked it several times in a row. His rude behavior destroyed his mood and the final result was that he was buried in the sea.
During this month, he encountered three waves of pirates who attacked him. Although he didn't let go of the last one, it was always a bit annoying because the pirates often attacked from far away and after entering the range of the cannons, they started shelling directly.
If he was reading quietly and didn't pay much attention to the situation outside, cannonballs would fall on the ship.
Although he and Robin are relatively calm, Robin is still young after all, and it is inevitable that she will be shocked.
So Maples thinks it's better to make a logo that belongs to him and hang it up. In this way, most pirates should be deterred and only those who are not very smart will plunder his ship.
Robin is helping him draw the logo.
However, Maples regrets letting Robin draw with him because her aesthetic is really different. She thinks Gekko Moria's Cerberus is cute.
Since she liked ugly and cute monsters, it was easy to imagine that her drawings were mostly of the three-headed Hellhound type …
Maples didn't want to affect her liveliness.
After all, Little Robin liked him now. If he said that the image she liked was too weird and ugly, it would be the same as putting himself in the same category.
Therefore, not only could he not say anything bad about Robin's unique aesthetic sense, he even had to praise her for her beautiful and unique paintings.
"Not even this?"
Robin tilted her head.
Maples nodded and said, "My title is Traveler, after all. This style doesn't seem very suitable …"
As he spoke,
Maples drew a few more patterns on the paper in front of him.
At this moment, the drawing in front of him has drawn many patterns, including the Konoha's forehead protector logo, the Goblin's tail union logo, and the Imperial Guard 13 logo.
However, none of these were suitable.
"Let's go with this."
Maples thought about it for a while and finally chose the bottom-left corner.
The background of the pattern was a shield. In front of the shield were two black and white wings. The whole pattern was called the wings of freedom. It was the symbol of the Survey Corps of the Titan world.
Maples thought this was very good.
Freedom was also compatible with travel.
"It's not an animal pattern …"
Robin looked at Maple Night's final choice with a slightly regretful expression on his face.
"Well, this is the wings of freedom …"
Maples looked at Robin silently putting away the drawings on the table, suddenly smiled and said, "By the way, you can choose a pattern you like best. After simplifying it, you can put it on the wings of freedom. Just in that part, you can add some other patterns."
"Hey?"
Robin was stunned, then showed a happy smile and said, "Thank you, sir!"
Although there were only two people on Maples's ship, the meaning of this symbol was the symbol of Maples in this world.
Maples was willing to add a pattern of hers, which represented great significance, which meant that she was the person who Maples really recognized!
Although she was willing to be a little maid of Maples, she still had further ideas in her heart, and the position she could reach in Maples' heart was quite important.
"After all, you are also my crew member."
Maples smiled, reached out and touched Robin's little head, then studied with her for a moment and made a simplified pattern.
In the end, Robin chose a strangely drawn dragon. After simplifying it, it turned into some twisted lines.
"Well …"
"Then it's done."
Maples looked at the final pattern on the paper and showed a satisfied look. It looked good.
Robin also stood up, stretched her body, and said, "Do you want to draw it now, sir?"
"Well."
Maples nodded.
Robin quickly took the paint bucket and a huge graffiti pen. After dipping it in the paint, she used her ability and tried to send the brush above the canvas.
However, because the brush was too big, there was wind on the sea, and her ability to develop the fruit was ordinary, and her strength was insufficient, it was very difficult to hold it. After shaking a few times, she still couldn't put the brush down.
"If you can't do it, just leave it there."
Maple Night smiled when he saw this. He stretched out his hand and caught a drop of paint from the graffiti pen in the air. He then took the graffiti pen that was held tightly by Robin's hand using her fruit ability.
Robin let go of the graffiti pen, and the hands in the air turned into petals and disappeared. She said, "I have to put down the canvas."
"Don't bother, it's already a mature sail. It has to learn to draw its own logo."
Maple Night smiled at Robin and threw the graffiti pen into the paint bucket. He then looked up at the sail and picked up the drawing in his hand. "I'll leave it to you. Just draw it like this."
"Yes."
The sail responded, and then a rope extended down, wrapped around the graffiti pen, and began to paint on it.
Maples looked at it and patted Robin's shoulder lightly. He said, "Let's go, let's go rest. It should be done in a while."
"Well … Okay …"
Robin, who was looking up, responded a little sluggishly, and then followed Maples to the back.
She looked at the sail from time to time.
"So cute …"
She controlled the rope and worked hard to draw on the canvas, not daring to make a single mistake. The way she worked hard was not only very cute, but also a little pitiful.
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