One Piece Law Light Novel

No matter how much I thought about it, I had no idea. And something told me that it would take time, a long time, to find the answer.

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After a month, it is still snowing.

According to Wolf, the hot season on Swallow Island does not exceed three months. But it doesn't bother me any more than that, I quickly got used to the cold. Anyway, during my saber training or my work in the fields, I sweat naturally. Bepo seems to give a damn about the cold. You will tell me, normal for a bear.

To tell the truth, he is also much more skillful than I would have expected. While helping Wolf in his work, he does the cooking, the dishes, and immerses himself in his studies of navigation as soon as he has some freetime. It is very useful for a bear.

One day, while Wolf was locked in his room of inventions, Bepo and I were harvesting vegetables in the greenhouse. Here we are able to grow plants that cannot be found in winter, and even control the speed at which you want the vegetables to grow. Honestly, hard not to admit that this is an exceptional invention.

- Hey, Law, can I pick those plums too?

- Especially not, moron! What do you plan to do with it? Dried plums, I bet?

- Yes that's it. I love dried plums, they go wonderfully with rice balls.

- Shut up! I don't ever want to hear you say the words "plum" and "dried" in front of me again, get it ?!

- Hiii! Yes, okay, but that's no reason to get upset ...

Raaah, here he is still depressing. This polar bear is really lacking in character. But that doesn't mean I apologize. He didn't have to talk to me about dried plums, period. Frankly, what is this acidity? It makes the tongue wriggle in such an unpleasant way. In my eyes, it is the dried plum, the true fruit of the devil.

In any case, if it is not the bear, it is the old man who will take care of the leather. They will only have to eat them together, that's none of my business.

Suddenly, a loud explosion sounds.

It comes from the forest and must be awfully powerful for it to be heard so far.

- Law!

- Let's go, Bepo!

We leave the greenhouse and we start running in the direction of the forest. Arrived nearby, we soon find the place where the big cloud of smoke rises.

Even though we don't know what is going on, we are aware that it may be an enemy. Carefully, without making any noise, Bepo and I approach the place where the smoke comes from. Voices are heard, voices of children crying.

Arriving in a slightly more open area, we come across two children bleeding profusely and weeping loudly. I recognize them right away, they are the two boys who attacked Bepo the other day. The one in the cap is bleeding from his stomach, while the other with the "Penguin" hat has his right arm ragged from the elbow. I don't know what they did to deserve it.

The situation is serious. Even a novice in medicine would understand right away that these two will die if nothing is done.

- Bepo! Take the one with the cap on your back! I take care of the other! We will bring them home to treat them!

- OK! We must save them at all costs! Bepo answers without any hesitation, who knows however that these two martyred him shortly before ...

We go straight ahead with the children on our backs. I am also holding the right arm of the one covered with the "Penguin" hat.

- Ouch, it hurts ...

Good. He has lost a lot of blood, but appears to be conscious.

- A wild boar rushed over us ... without warning ...

- Shut up and let yourself be carried away wisely!

I interrupt "Penguin"and continue my journey to the house.

- Haa, haa, haa...

It is more and more difficult to breathe. It's not easy to run with all your might while carrying someone. But their wounds are too deep and they've lost too much blood for us to hang around.

- Mister Junk!

I kick open the door and walk into the house.

- Law! You still come back with people without asking my opinion ... Ah, but ... No, you are covered in blood!

- They are all seriously injured! I would like to treat them here!

- Heard! I take care of boiling water! You, focus on the care!

As if responding to the grace that shines in my voice, Wolf also gets to work right away.

We deposit them both on the ground floor, I go to my room to get the necessary to operate, and come back.

- Law, what ... What should I do?

Here is where we are. Bepo's voice reflects his agitation.

- While I take care of treating the one in the cap, you try to stop the other's bleeding! Attach a tourniquet at the joint of his arm and direct it upwards! Then stuff the loose member into a bag full of ice cream!

- Tcha tcha tcha!

I put the boy in the cap who has lost consciousness on the table and observe the depth of his wound. Perfect, the bleeding may well be substantial, the vital organs are not affected. I'm not going to need the powers of the scalpel fruit to heal him.

It all depends on my operating skills.

- Oi, "Penguin", can you hear me?

- Y...Yes...

- Do you know your friend's blood type ?!

Without a transfusion, he will stay there. But a transfusion from an incompatible blood group suddenly causes a devastating reaction. It is first the red blood cells present in the veins that are destroyed, before all the cells of the body are completely destroyed. This is why nothing is more important than knowing the blood type.

- Yes, I know ... It's X, like me ... That's why I remember, there is no doubt ...

- X...

It's bad, it's not my group. And of course, we don't have time to bring in blood.

- Law, take mine! I'm from group X, I'm sure!

- Mister Junk...

He is right, if his group is the same, we can transfuse the two wounded without problem. Only...

- These two boys are bleeding profusely, Wolf. If we want to transfurs them, we will need a large amount of blood. And if we take it all on you, then in the worst case you risk ...

- I know exactly what that means, triple nozzle! And I am ready to take this risk! Who asked you to worry about me, huh? When I was young, during the war, I lost many more and many times. So it's not the amount of hemoglobin needed to cure two kids that will get the better of me!

- It's okay, I got it. I'll use your blood!

At this point, we are in a race against time. I take a syringe and remove a large amount of blood from the old man. I transfer it to a plastic bag, put a needle in the arm of the kid in the cap and make sure that the red liquid drains out duly. I then repeat the same operation on "Penguin".

Good. It's done. Bleeding shouldn't be a problem for us anymore.

- Wolf, are you okay?

I ask him the question, because in spite of having paid careful attention to what I have done, given the quantity of blood of which I have deprived him, a shock is not to be excluded.

- Do not worry about me! It's barely my head spinning. Like a slight anemia, if you know what I mean. So rather than worrying about the old crouton, hurry to take care of their wounds!

- Yes, it's okay, I got it. I thank you anyway.

- "Give and take", do you remember? Next week you and Bepo will be doing all of the housework.

With these words, Wolf collapsed heavily on the sofa in the living room.