One by one, the people in the office left. Moore looked around and found Sazel.

"Hey, buddy, sorry about before, but we had to fight because of our positions. That wasn't my intention at all," Moore said with a forced smile.

Sazir glanced at him and sneered, "You'd better stay away from me. I don't want to get close to someone as unlucky as you; you'll catch my bad luck."

He still remembered the grudge of this man who had beaten him mercilessly.

Almost everyone else was spared from being beaten up, except for him.

"Huh? I'm not unlucky at all, how could I be unlucky?"

“If you weren’t unlucky, would so many things have happened to you?” Sazir glanced at him sideways.

No, that's not it.

Moore recalled the events of that day and said with certainty, "The fire on the merchant ship had nothing to do with me. I was just hungry at night and went to the kitchen to find something to eat. I wasn't paying attention when I turned on the stove, and the fire started. That fire probably had its own ideas and didn't want to just cook, so it burned other things."

It's you!

You're the one who caused the fire!

Sazir's eye twitched.

"Working as a bodyguard for rich people? I had no idea. I was just sleeping there. How was I supposed to know there would be thieves? In this world, nobody does honest work. Why would they steal?" Moore sighed.

You're a guard, why are you sleeping?!

It's your duty as a guard to watch out for thieves, isn't it?

Sazier's lateral canthoplasty.

"And another thing, being a bounty hunter is the same; after drifting the seas for so long, I haven't encountered a single pirate..."

Moore stroked his chin. "There were some really hospitable people who kept trying to get me on board, saying they'd take me to find some One Piece..."

In his mind, there was a ship with a skull and crossbones flag, and a group of menacing-looking men drinking and laughing with him.

"But what's strange is that their canvas has a white head drawn on it. Is it their idol? It looks like a skeleton. I guess it's malnourished," Moore said curiously.

"This is it!"

Sazir couldn't help but roar, "This is a pirate!"

"Huh? Pirates? No way, they're really hospitable." Moore paused for a moment. "They invited me to dinner and drinks."

Are you kidding me?!

Sazier's temples bulged as he glared at Moore.

Is this guy being sarcastic or just not realizing it?