The Great Pirate Era.
The great seas surge and churn, powerhouses destroy and annihilate, each fighting their own battles. It's utterly—
Demotivating!
I, Russil Kuro, age tw...
"Help me!!" the long bread cried out.
*Smack*
Just as his face was about to touch the ground, a hand grabbed his leg, leaving his face only a small gap from the ground.
Katakuri grabbed his foot.
"Oh! Katakuri, thank you." The long bread looked up at Katakuri from below and breathed a sigh of relief.
Bang!
As soon as he finished speaking, Katakuri twisted his wrist, flipping the long bread over and letting go of it with his fingers, allowing it to land steadily on the ground.
"Are you alright, head chef?"
"Ah... thank goodness for you."
Longbread straightened its hat, looked at Charlotte Linlin who was enjoying her meal, and breathed a sigh of relief: "Looks like it tastes alright, at least we made it in time."
The enormous person sitting cross-legged quickly ate the donuts, and soon the contents of the large package were almost gone, and the package became shriveled.
Only after finishing the last one did the enormous creature close its eyes, seemingly savoring the memory. After a long while, it let out a satisfied sound.
"Mmm, it tastes great, long bread, my head chef."
Charlotte Linlin laughed. "Whether Olga is there or not doesn't matter anymore. I ate a donut that tasted even better."
"I'm glad you're satisfied." The long bread bowed.
"Mmm, I'm very satisfied."
Charlotte Linlin threw her head back and laughed.
"It's finally solved."
Perospero wiped the sweat from his brow and said to OPEC beside him, "You did a great job, OPEC."
"As long as we made it, that's fine," OPEC said with a simple and honest expression.
"Mother..."
Just then, Katakuri took a few steps forward and came into Charlotte Linlin's view.
“Oh? Katakuri, my son, what is it?” Charlotte Linlin asked with a smile.
Katakuri was silent for a moment, then said, "Snag has been captured by the Marines..."