Chapter 69 The Players' and Captains' Deception (3...)
"Vell actually owns an island? That's great."
Beckman and Luo sat at the bar chatting leisurely, with two idiot island owners and idiot captains holding signs that read "I am guilty, I should not let people touch me randomly/touch others randomly".
Yasopp and the others huddled around Shanks, laughing and joking: "That's lame, boss!"
"He's made the first mate angry again!"
"Beckman must have been holding back his anger ever since the last time the bosses got into a fight and smashed through the hold where we store our treasure and drinks!"
Shanks' beautiful red hair fell down in front of his eyes as he looked pitifully at the crew members who had already started drinking: "Hey, you guys, leave some for me!"
Hongo squatted down next to Vera, who was also holding up a sign, and earnestly advised, "Even if the boss is curious, you can't let him touch things randomly... By the way, what's going on with your scales and ears?"
A good doctor could tell at a glance that these were not decorations, but real fin-like ears that were growing on Violet's body.
In an instant, all sorts of speculations about mad scientists and human modification came to mind.
But judging from Violet's appearance, she doesn't seem to have experienced anything dark. Like the captain, she's just too sunny!
“Yeah.” Shanks held up the sign with one hand, leaning towards Violet. “Your ears didn’t look like this when I saw you before?”
"You're crushing me, Shanks, Shanks!"
Compared to the various NPCs in this game who are all over three meters tall, Shanks's model is relatively realistic in terms of physique. However, when a two-meter-tall, muscular man suddenly presses down on her shoulders, Violet still can't hold on and is about to have intimate contact with the ground.
Bang!
The two fell heavily to the ground, piled on top of each other. Violet's vision went black as Shanks pressed her down, and she forgot about the sign in her hand, throwing it aside and desperately shoving Shanks.
"You're sinking, Shanks! Get up, get up! I can't breathe!"
"Wait, wait, don't push me!" Shanks cushioned the back of Val's head with his hand before she fell, as he couldn't get up for a moment without his other hand to support himself.
"Damn it!" Yasopp cursed under his breath and rushed forward to grab Shanks. "Vilre, are you alright?"
Hongo: "Take a deep breath, take a deep breath!"
Violet: "Ha—"
Violet, who had almost fainted, took a deep breath.
“Ugh, really…” Beckman looked at the chaos behind him and rubbed his temples in anguish. “It’s too noisy.”
Hongo chased away the crowd that had gathered to watch: "Move aside, move aside, make some space so the air can circulate."
Yasopp wiped the cold sweat from his brow and said with lingering fear, "You're still the first person I've ever seen almost get crushed to death by the boss."
"Haha, haha." Shanks scratched his head awkwardly. "Well, I just lost my balance for a moment."
Val rolled her eyes at Shanks and refused to speak.
"Uh, uh..." Shanks leaned closer to Violet, "Are you angry, Violet?"
Violet turned her head to the other side. Shanks's smash had taken away 20 points of her health, a full 20 points!
"Don't be angry, please forgive me." Shanks pressed on, running towards the direction Val was facing. "How about I treat you to something delicious?"
Vera squinted: "You have money?"
She hadn't forgotten how Shanks looked when he was forbidden from drinking.
"Ah, this..." Shanks was speechless at the question and turned to Beckman. "Beckman, as the captain of the Red-Haired Pirates, I think I should have some money that I can spend freely."
Beckman calmly retorted, "Don't you have one?"
Different pirate crews distribute treasure in different ways, but generally it is based on combat contributions and the crew's position on the ship. As the captain, Shanks always charges ahead in battles, so after deducting the amount needed for maintaining the ship, Shanks usually receives the most spoils.
However, the red-haired captain has almost no concept of financial management. He often immediately exchanges the spoils for alcohol and starts a crazy banquet until he has squandered everything. Then he lies pitifully on the ship's side, asking Beckman to advance him the spoils for the next battle.
Beckman has now become Shanks' biggest creditor, and the captain's debts are snowballing over time.
Thinking of the box of identical IOUs in his office, Beckman's heart has hardened to the bone.
Shanks lifted his cape and reached into his pockets, finally pulling out a 500-Berry coin from deep within his left trouser pocket.
Xia Qi chuckled, "That's great, perfect timing to buy a lollipop for Wei Er."
"You're so poor, Shanks." Vale thought of her unusually bulging savings lately and couldn't help but boast, "I'll forgive you for being so pitiful."
Despite being a huge, unkempt, oddly dressed, and unshaven middle-aged man in floral shorts, Shanks' disappointed expression made Vale inexplicably hallucinate a pitiful little dog soaked in the rain.
My heart was moved, my heart was moved, my compassion was moved.
"I'll treat you."
"Wow!" Shanks exclaimed, staring at the large pearl that Vale pulled from her backpack. "Such a big, round, and white pearl!"
Violet, exasperated: "Shanks, you're so uncultured." What kind of words are those?
"Hmm?" Shakky looked at the pearl with interest through Vera's hand. "It has a full shape, a warm luster, and a rare bluish-purple hue... Not bad, it's of very high quality."
Violet had a look that said, "Look at them, look at you."
Vera: "Boss Shaki, how much wine can we buy with the peso we get from selling this pearl?"
"You want to sell?" Shakky was a little surprised. Pearls of this quality are extremely rare. In some small countries, only members of the royal family are qualified to use them as jewelry. It would be a huge loss to sell them for Beli so easily.
"Not stop her?" Beckman asked slowly, taking a sip of his drink. "That pearl isn't cheap."
Luo looked at Beckman with a puzzled expression: "Why are you stopping me?"
That pearl was the reward for Violet's treatment of Whitebeard, so it was naturally under Violet's complete control. Not to mention selling it to treat others, even if Violet suddenly had the idea to throw it into the water to make a sound, Law would have no problem with it.
Moreover, compared to the treasure that Violet obtained by emptying the Whitebeard Pirates' ship, a single pearl is nothing to mention.
Luo took a sip of his low-alcohol cocktail: "As long as the island owner is happy."
Upon hearing this, Beckman couldn't help but look Ronaldo up and down.
"He's still a young man," Beckman thought, just like when he was tricked into going to sea by that red-haired bastard captain. He was captivated by the other's personal charm and felt like he was under a spell, thinking that the other was perfect in every way.
Spending money recklessly is treating money like dirt; charging recklessly in battle like a wild horse is brave and fearless; even wearing terrible floral shorts and flip-flops is a sign of being unconcerned with details.
Beckman was too young at the time to know that every gift of fate comes with a hidden price.
How destructive can a person who is energetic, powerful, indifferent to money, and unconcerned with trivial matters cause?
Beckman could find the answer simply by looking at the new gray hairs that had grown each morning.
As someone who's been through it all, Beckman could easily tell that Law was still in the state he was in after being tricked onto the ship by Shanks, before he found his second crew member.
To be precise, it's like they vaguely sensed something was wrong, but were unwilling to face reality. At the same time, their high spirits hadn't faded, and they were still eager to mold the other person into the perfect captain/island lord in their minds.
He understands, he understands everything. After all, who hasn't been young?
Just as Beckman was lamenting the "scam" that had been passed down from generation to generation on the high seas, Shakky, who was somewhat tempted, also made her decision.
"How about this, you give me this pearl, and from now on you can drink as much as you want here, and tonight's bill is all on the house, how about that?"
"Vell!"
The red-haired captain excitedly patted Violet on the back, just like two good brothers, but Violet, seeing the bulging biceps on Shanks' arm, quickly dodged away.
"Huh? When did you become so generous, Xia Qi?"
A figure walked into the room, accompanied by a strong aroma of alcohol. Rayleigh, who had heard from afar that Shakky was treating everyone, thought the sun had risen in the west today. But as soon as he entered, he saw a room full of familiar faces.
"Ah, First Mate!"
Pluto, Silvers Rayleigh, the vice-captain of the Pirate King, is yet another victim of a maritime scam.
As Beckman pondered this, he quietly released the safety of his flintlock pistol while downing the glass of liquor in one gulp.
The sounds of the Red-Haired Pirates' executives drinking and joking around in the room gradually faded away, and everyone looked at the old man with gray hair and a strong smell of alcohol who had entered the room.
This legendary pirate, who once made his name resound throughout every corner of the world alongside the Roger Pirates, and then disappeared completely with Roger's execution.
Bang!
Rayleigh placed his empty glass on the table. "Shanks? It's been a long time."
"I never imagined that the trainee on the ship back then would become such a formidable pirate."
Reilly remarked, his tone carrying the nostalgic sentiment typical of an elder.
Shanks stood up, his black cloak blocking Violet's way. Just a moment ago, he was happily massaging Violet's shoulders without any airs because he could finally drink, but now he finally showed the dangerous aura of a pirate.
"oh?"
Rayleigh raised an eyebrow with interest.
He had seen too many storms and experienced too many turbulent days. Like an old ship that had sailed through layers of waves, after suddenly losing the flag that fluttered in the wind, he was willing to return to the dock in the second half of his life and let rust cover his entire body.
He was drunk, gambled, and sold himself like a slave, showing no airs of being Hades, and willingly became a coated old man in the Sabaody Archipelago.
What else could he do? That bastard Roger tricked him onto the ship, gathered a group of like-minded companions, and launched an attack on a challenge that no one had ever accomplished before.
Then, that bastard's wish came true. The fleet disbanded on the spot, and that bastard simply turned himself in and died, leaving Rayleigh with only memories of that damned smiling face everywhere.
How long had it been since he last saw members of Roger's pirate crew? Rayleigh couldn't remember at all, nor did he want to count.
They once thought the sea was endless, and that there would always be newer and more interesting adventures waiting for them.
But the world has an end, and human lifespan has an even greater end.
Roger's extraordinary personal charisma, which bound his crew together, scattered to various places after his death.
How about we get together?
What are we going to do together? Recall our past glories like good-for-nothings, or have a good cry while holding Roger's picture?
Come on, Roger would laugh them to death if he knew.
At this moment, seeing the trainee who used to only wipe the deck on the ship become the captain and even build a decent fleet, Rayleigh's heart, which had been burned to ashes, was rekindled with a few sparks.
“Internships and all that are in the past, First Mate.” Shanks placed one hand on Griffin. “Your impression of me should change too.”
"You've got quite the nerve." No matter what, even a retired Hades couldn't tolerate being provoked by a former intern.
Rayleigh and Shanks exchanged a glance, and in their silence, they seemed to have some kind of unseen exchange before walking out of the tavern one after the other in perfect unison.
Vera was curious and wanted to follow behind to see what was happening, but was stopped by Shakky beside her.
"Ignore them, those two bastards."
"It's going to be going to be a commotion for quite a while."
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When Shanks and Rayleigh returned after their "fuss," they were both soaking wet.
Shakky glanced at the floor she had just cleaned that morning: "Rayleigh, are you so old that you can't tell the difference between the ground and the seawater?"
Hongo asked incredulously, "Boss, did you fight your way into the sea?"
"Haha, isn't this incredibly exciting!"
Seeing his former vice-captain Shanks again filled him with excitement, a mix of joy at seeing an old friend and ambition to prove his growth over the years to a legendary pirate whose era has long since faded.
Shanks never suppressed his emotions. As he and Rayleigh walked to a secluded spot away from the crowd, Shanks unleashed his Conqueror's Haki directly at Rayleigh's face without hesitation.
Even retired pirates who have left the crew shouldn't let juniors provoke them like this.
If it weren't for the presence of the Sabaody Archipelago's navy and Rayleigh's current concealment of his identity, the aftershocks of their clash of Conqueror's Haki could have enveloped most of the Sabaody Archipelago.
In their frenzy, Shanks and Rayleigh didn't realize that they had reached the edge of the shore while fighting. Rayleigh knocked away Shanks' sword strike, which, by sheer coincidence, shattered the spot where the two were standing.
Fortunately, neither of them were Devil Fruit users; as pirates, swimming was their most basic skill, if not the most important one.
Under Shakky's increasingly fiery gaze, Shanks took off his soaked cloak, wrung out the seawater into the empty barrel, and then reached out to take off his shirt, which was clinging to his body.
Beckman tossed the bottle behind him without turning his head, and it landed right on Shanks' head.
Yasopp's hand was still blocking Violet's view: "Watch out, boss! There's a little girl here!"
Shanks' tattered white shirt, missing a button, clung to his body without the cape's cover, making it practically indistinguishable from a see-through outfit.
Children shouldn't watch this, it will give them styes!
Vera grabbed the yassa's hand with both hands, shaking her head up, down, left, and right: "What is this? Let me see! Let me see!"
Hmm? That voice?
Rayleigh had a good memory, and with Hachi suddenly appearing in the tavern, he easily connected the voice with a certain figure.
Rayleigh: "...Vell?"
"Huh?" Shanks shook the cloak he had wrung out and put it back on. "First mate, you've met Violet before?"
We've not only met, but we've also done some shady, illegal, and criminal things together.
Rayleigh replied vaguely, "We met once."
"What a coincidence." Shanks walked to the bar, picked up a full glass of liquor, and said, "To celebrate the reunion of old friends, let's drink until we drop tonight!"
When old friends meet again, how can they not share fine wine and stories?
Rayleigh tilted his head and looked at Shanks: "I haven't asked yet. By the way, what happened to your arm?"
"Huh? Ah, this..." Shanks chuckled, fiddling with his cuff. "I've staked it on the new era."
Rayleigh squinted at Shanks's empty head: "Including that straw hat?"
Rayleigh remembered clearly that Roger's straw hat, which he often wore, was personally placed on Shanks' head after the Roger Pirates disbanded.
"Yes," Shanks said nostalgically, "it was given to a little boy named Luffy."
Shanks laughed and slapped his thigh: "Haha, he actually said he wanted to be the Pirate King, and he's still a kid!"
Having practically watched Shanks grow up, Rayleigh understands well the profound strategies hidden beneath Shanks' seemingly carefree exterior.
If anyone is truly fooled by Shanks's ever-present cheerful smile and party-loving demeanor, thinking he's nothing more than an empty-headed brute, then they're incredibly naive.
"That's a nice kid, isn't he?"
"Yes, his smile reminds me of the captain."
Only Roger could be addressed as "Captain" by Shanks with such serious respect.
"What? What?" Vera leaned closer curiously. "What brat?"
"Hey—" Shanks drawled, "We adults call him 'kid,' but Violet, you..."
"Hmm, should I call him younger brother or older brother?" Shanks thought for a while without finding a solution, then simply said, "It doesn't matter, you can have a contest next time you meet, and whoever loses will be the younger brother or sister, haha!"
That's not how you calculate it!
The Red Regiment crew members, who had been secretly eavesdropping, all thought to themselves, "Our boss is too casual!"
It's no wonder they were eavesdropping; after all, sitting over there is Rayleigh, the legendary pirate Dark King Rayleigh! Although they already knew that their captain had been in Roger's crew, seeing their captain interact with such a legendary pirate was still quite awe-inspiring.
If you lose a fight, you have to call her "sister"?
Vale squinted at Shanks, her sharp gaze making Shanks almost lose his grip on his drink.
Shanks raised a hand and scratched his cheek: "What's wrong? Why are you looking at me like that?"
“Shanks,” Val said, “if I ever beat you, will you call me 'older sister'?”
"puff!"
"Cough, cough!"
A loud spitting sound came from behind her. Val turned around and saw a strange guy with long blond hair who was wearing sunglasses even indoors coughing the most.
Vera: "Is there a problem?"
"No, no." Yasopp smacked Lyme Jones on the back to dislodge the drink he'd choked on. "Quite impressive, Violet."
"Go for it! I believe in you!"
Honjo joined in the fun, raising his glass towards Vera from afar: "We'll remember this for you, and we'll never let our boss break his promise."
What do you mean, "broke his promise"? Is he the kind of person who doesn't keep his word? Wait, when did he agree to that?!
Are you scared?
"Ha, you think I'm afraid?"
Shanks reached out and hovered his hand above Val's head, then moved it horizontally toward himself. When he saw that it only reached his waist, he revealed an arrogant smile.
"You're still a long way from beating me, 'little' Vieille."
ah? !
Violet was furious at being mocked for her height.
Even Rayleigh, after hearing Shanks' words, stroked his stubble and said, "Come to think of it, it seems he hasn't grown taller since the last time we met."
"Right, right!" Shanks chuckled. "Vil doesn't seem to have grown at all."
You have to understand that at Vie's age, he was growing taller every day and his bones were a little sore.
"Vell, you're not going to end up as a little dwarf, are you?" Shanks laughed, slamming his fist on the table. "Once you're by my side, it's obvious who's the little sister, haha!"
Will players grow taller? In theory, as long as no new skins are purchased, a player's appearance and physique will remain fixed at the default character state.
But... I'm still super annoyed!
Vera grasped Luo's hand nervously and asked, "Luo, can I still grow taller?"
Shanks stopped laughing again: "Hahahaha!"
Both of Luo's hands were gripped tightly by Vera. He tugged hard, but it was absurd that he couldn't budge an inch.
Luo gave the universal answer: "Drink more milk, there's still hope."
Unsatisfied, Violet pressed on, "Can you grow taller than Shanks?"
This is a difficult question to answer. Based on his rationality and professionalism as a doctor, Luo felt that it was basically impossible for Vera to grow to more than two meters tall. However, given the islanders' doting affection for their island lord, Luo felt it was best not to make such a definitive statement.
What if Violet has some kind of extraordinary encounter later on?
Luo comforted her, "It's okay, by the time you grow taller, Shanks will have shrunk into an old man."
Violet's eyes lit up.
Shanks' vision went black.
He raised his hand, trembling, and pointed at Luo: "Whose child is this?" He's so good at talking. Even though Vera is an adult, he's still in his prime... uh, a handsome middle-aged man, okay!
Who says Luo can't talk? Luo is incredibly eloquent! Violet loves hearing his words!
"Tsk tsk tsk." Shanks shook his head, looking at Violet's expression as if she were one of those ministers who would shout "There are treacherous officials around His Majesty." "Just liking to hear pretty words is not what a qualified island lord should do."
"It's so sour, Shanks! Luo Mingming was absolutely right." Violet downed her glass of freshly squeezed orange juice with a hearty gulp. "Just wait until the day I beat you and you call me 'big sister'!"
"First mate, you need to control him!"
"What does this have to do with me? I'm just a retired coating craftsman."
"Here it comes!" Xiao Ba pushed open the wooden door to the kitchen, with eight plates on his eight arms. "Takoyaki, sashimi, and sushi for tasting."
Xiao Ba was a little nervous about cooking for the first time: "Does anyone want to try it?"
Everyone stared at him in silence. Just as Xiao Ba awkwardly shrank back into the kitchen, everyone raised their hands.
"I want to eat!"
"It smells so good! Sashimi and beer go perfectly together!"
"What is sushi? I've never heard of it before. I want ten servings!"
Seeing everyone's excitement, Xiao Ba's initial anxiety gradually subsided: "Okay, okay, there's still a lot more, everyone, don't worry."
"Sushi, sushi..." Shanks looked at the sushi on the plate, feeling like he'd seen it somewhere before.
Rayleigh: "Ah, it's food from the Whitebeard Pirates, isn't it?"
Shanks: "Did Miu teach you that?"
Xiao Ba: "No, it was Vera who taught me."
Violet: "Sachi and I also study Tibetan studies."
"Sachi, Izo?" Shanks paused for a moment. "Is it the Sachi and Izo I'm thinking of?"
"You've met the Whitebeard Pirates?!" Shanks exclaimed in shock. "Wait, don't tell me you also went to Whole Cake Island."
"Hehe."
Shanks put his arm around Violet's shoulder, his eyes sparkling: "I have a feeling this is going to be a very interesting story!"
"Vell, Violet, there's wine and delicious food here! Tell us about it!"
Shanks loves fine wine, stories, and most of all, friends.
"Please, Violet, I really want to hear it!"
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"Shanks! Shanks!"
When Violet pushed open the door of Shakky's extortion bar, she saw a group of pirates sleeping soundly, their heads sprawled out from a hangover.
She lifted her skirt and stepped over the haphazardly placed obstacles.
Hearing the sound of Vera's little leather shoes on the floor, Yasopp struggled to open his eyes, slurring, "Ah, Vera, up so early? What time is it...?"
Lyme Jones was resting his head on Snake's stomach, one leg held tightly by Meng Shida, and after hearing Yasopp's voice, he rubbed his eyes to find his sunglasses.
Hongo sat alone in a chair, far away from the group, leaning back with his head resting on the chair back. His usually meticulously combed blond hair was now somewhat disheveled.
Shanks was fast asleep on the bar, while Rayleigh, who had also drunk quite a bit, was woken up by the noise and kept rubbing his throbbing temples with one hand.
As soon as midnight struck last night, Dr. Hongo and Yasopp started kicking everyone out, saying things like "staying up late will stunt your growth," and sent Vera and the others away to rest.
Violet, who always goes to bed early and gets up early, got up just as dawn broke. By then, she had already finished writing the menu for Xiao Ba, selected the tableware, and prepared several opening promotion plans!
Violet looked at Shanks, who was lying on the bar, his handsome face scrunched up in a silly expression.
Another day of secretly getting involved with someone else. The story of the tortoise and the hare tells us that if this continues, Shanks is destined to be the younger brother!
Rayleigh: "...Are all young people these days so energetic?"
"Ah, I almost forgot!"
Violet suddenly remembered something: hadn't Miu said before that the next Emperor of the Sea might be Shanks?
Violet recalled Big Mom, glanced at Shanks, then recalled Mr. Edward, and looked at Shanks again.
Vera: "Huh—"
This unreliable guy could really be a sea emperor...
"Waaaaah!"
Suddenly, a rich aroma of wine enveloped Violet. Shanks rested one arm on Violet's shoulder, his head bowed low.
Shanks: "You insulted me?"
Violet: "What?!"
Shanks snorted twice: "You're cursing me in your mind."
Vera: "How did you know?"
Observation Haki, kid!
"It stinks! Shanks, get away from me!" Violet was so overwhelmed by the strong smell of alcohol emanating from Shanks that she almost rolled her eyes.
"Stinky?!" Shanks looked down in disbelief and sniffed his cloak. It smelled like fine wine and the free and unrestrained scent of the sea!
Violet screamed, "Did you fall into the sea last night and still not change your clothes? Shanks, you're so unhygienic!"
"How could this be?" Shanks' eyes widened in shock, and he explained with a completely wronged expression, "I only change my clothes once a week, okay?!"
Exposed to wind and sun, and playing several matches every now and then, is changing matches once a week really that frequent?
Vera was relieved: "Luckily, Luo and Sabo are clean people."
Shanks retorted stubbornly, "That's manly aura, manly aura, Val wouldn't understand!"
"You almost changed the subject again." But this time, Violet didn't dare to get close to Shanks. She kept an arm's length away from him to avoid this guy with zero sense of distance coming closer again.
"Shanks, are you going to become the Emperor of the Sea?"
"Who told you that?" Shanks wiped his face with his cloak. "Maybe, but who can say for sure about these things, haha!"
Violet said with exasperation, "Then why don't you try harder?"
Shanks was about to pour himself a drink to sober up when he heard this and asked, somewhat puzzled, "How can you work hard at something like this?"
"It all happens naturally."
"How can you not work hard at something like this? Have you trained to improve your strength today? Have you challenged strong opponents to increase your prestige? Have you defeated other pirates to expand your territory?"
Shanks, who had downed a whole glass of wine in one gulp, pondered Violet's words for a moment, then shook his head vigorously with a bitter face: "That sounds exhausting, no, no!"
They're free-spirited pirates, so what's the difference between this and going to work, as Violet said?
"Shanks, the chance to be chosen as the Emperor of the Sea only comes once. You'll regret it if you miss it. Think about how many new people come to the sea every year. The new generation surpasses the old. If you don't want to be one, there are plenty of others who will. Don't you feel any sense of crisis?"
Shanks shook his head with clear eyes: "No."
Vera: ...
Musgarud really should see what the true mindset of a strong person is like. You can't use PUA on him, you can't use PUA on him at all.
If Shanks can't become the Emperor of the Sea, where will she find the remaining [mysterious treasure map]?
"Vell really wants me to become the Emperor of the Sea?"
In One Piece, Shanks can be described as someone who is indifferent to fame and fortune; neither treasure nor any kind of empty fame is what he pursues.
However, the title of "Sea Emperor" will likely fall on him once the news of their successful theft of the fruit reaches the ears of those guys in Mary Geoise.
Especially Whitebeard... Shanks shook his head, especially since Whitebeard seemed to have gotten younger?
Those guys were probably trembling with fear, afraid of the emergence of a second Rocks or Roger Pirates, so they couldn't wait to bring him up in an attempt to stop the one in ten thousand possibility of the three Sea Emperors joining forces.
Shanks has his own considerations regarding the distribution of power at sea and the future of the Red-Haired Pirates. In his plan, the Red-Haired Pirates will need to lie low for at least a few more years before they can take over the title of Emperor of the Sea.
Sigh, I have a feeling the world government is getting impatient and will push him up there. It's really frustrating.
A certain aspiring maritime emperor, Xiang, unwittingly embarked on a Versailles-like adventure.
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Author's note: The royal lieutenants are all so pitiful! [eating melon emoji]
P.S.: Roger, he actually liked his ex-ex-ex-girlfriend, the Amazonian yuri Empress? I... I really ship the parents' love story, why is this happening? [crying emoji]
Why does it have to be a love triangle? Why? [crying emoji]
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