Chapter 62 The Players' Triumphant Return
Since Marco had spoken, Violet didn't hold back and immediately indicated that she was ready.
Marco also invited Luo, who was in the infirmary looking at the medical records he had written, thinking that it would be more convenient for two people to carry the load than for one person to carry it alone.
He watched with a smile as Luo handed several tan backpacks to Vera.
"Sturdy? Jewelry and gold are very heavy."
With her backpack empty, Violet gave Marco a "OK" sign.
Marco opened the treasure-filled cabin: "If you don't see anything you particularly like, you can have Izang or Namuel take you to your father's island. There are quite a few treasures there too."
Even though the Whitebeard Pirates were confident that their Moby Dick was the safest place in the world, they still had to distribute their treasure to other islands under their control.
[You received a box of gold coins*1], [You received a pearl necklace*1], [You received a red coral ornament*1]
In just one minute, just like when encountering a clearance sale with discounts of up to 90%, Violet didn't even look at what the items were, and stuffed them into her backpack with her eyes closed.
The smile vanished from Marco's face and moved to Coolco's.
Ever since that day on the Moby Dick when he charmed Violet with his smile, it was as if Luo had suddenly unlocked his full potential, and suddenly understood how to get along with Violet, who was "unreliable".
Vera didn't come up with any weird or unusual dishes today, which is commendable; Vera built normal buildings that improved R'lyeh's comfort or productivity, so she deserves encouragement; Vera secured a stable fruit and vegetable business with the Whitebeard Pirates, so she'll be rewarded with planting another man-eating flower.
Knowing that Vale had acquired a new island from Whitebeard, and that Vale planned to use a portion of the proceeds from the fruit and vegetable trade and medical expenses to buy another island, Law had already begun calculating the costs of clearing out and building the new island.
There are also bodyguards needed for the fruit and vegetable business... Even if you include Long and Ginny, who were taken as ransom prisoners, R'lyeh has less than ten people at most, so it's simply impossible for them to transport the goods themselves.
In the Grand Line, the only powerful and reliable people left to choose from are the Whitebeard Pirates.
However, with their current production capacity, after deducting the cost of escorting the fruits and vegetables, there is basically nothing left after transporting a shipment.
Luo did the math in his mind and concluded that they should develop the new island first and cultivate more farms.
So the more Velvet stores now, the more money they'll have to build the new island later.
Marco stared in disbelief at the warehouse, which was already a third empty, and looked incredulously at the tan backpack that Vera was carrying on her back.
If Marco weren't certain that the Bag-Bag Fruit was eaten by the Sixth Division Captain Bramanco, he would have suspected that the backpack used a new technology developed by the Navy and had also eaten a Devil Fruit.
Vera paused as she reached for a gold necklace. She glanced at her already overflowing backpack, then turned and went back to find Luo.
Marco breathed a sigh of relief. His father would be heartbroken to see a third of the treasure gone, but it was still within his expectations, as long as…
Violet handed her overflowing backpack to Luo, and then received a brand new empty backpack from him.
Marco stared blankly. No, there's still one, yoi?
Of course, there's more. Since she didn't know the difficulty of the mission at first, Violet only brought an empty backpack. Now that it seems the Whitebeard Pirates are quite satisfied with the mission, Violet will have to fully utilize her player skills—
She searched every corner and broke every pottery jar, determined not to let a single pele escape her grasp!
"call--"
Violet straightened up and wiped the sweat from her forehead. Although it was just mechanically packing things into her backpack, it was still quite tiring.
Luo had already handed Violet an ice-cold vegetable cocktail, which she gulped down, making her feel alive again.
My satiety level drops really fast when I'm working.
Hmm, why is there a human-shaped sculpture in the warehouse... Ah, no sculpture, it's a faded Marco.
call--
It was the sound of a gust of wind blowing through the empty warehouse, causing Marco's blond hair to dance.
Violet: "Marco, were you attacked?!"
She stared in horror at Marco, who had turned gray and white. Hancock had made her move? That shouldn't be the case; she was still far away on Amazon Lily!
Marco: "I'm fine, yoi..."
Marco's gaze was vacant as he asked, each word weak and forced, "Is everything... installed?"
Oh, no, it's because there's nothing left to put in it.
The warehouse where they stored their treasure is now cleaner than a deck that has just been washed and waxed. Not to mention the various valuable spoils, Violet didn't even leave them a wooden box!
...Fortunately, the Whitebeard Pirates have the habit of having multiple burrows, so they would separate their treasure and place it on different islands. But given Whitebeard's personality, he would probably be heartbroken.
Unaware of Marco's thoughts, Violet was happily listening to the notification sound indicating that the mission was complete.
[The Unsinkable White Whale Mission Completed]
[Quest Rewards: 80 Gold Jewelry, 500 Pearls... 1 Mysterious Treasure Map...]
Hmm, wait a minute, [mysterious treasure map]? When did she put this in her backpack? And this name sounds so familiar...
As Violet was trying to recall where she had seen the name of the treasure map before, she heard Muir's loud voice calling her name from afar.
With a pile of priceless treasures, Violet will definitely need someone to escort her back to R'lyeh. Moreover, following Sachi's advice, Violet has decided to go to the East Blue to find a floating restaurant and discuss the issue of food supply for the restaurant.
Namur, who was of the same clan as Violet and knew the location of R'lyeh and was planning to return to Fishman Island, readily took on the task of escorting them away from the Grand Line.
Namur: "Ville, you've made your choice... Oh my god, the cabin's been robbed?!"
No! Then Muir looked down at Vera, whose face was flushed and clearly showed she had just been exercising vigorously.
Then, recalling the consultation fee that Marco had promised to Vil in La Lye, Muir understood.
He glanced at the First Division Captain's hair with a hint of trepidation. Poor Marco, he was about to have to worry about the Whitebeard Pirates' cash flow again.
I don’t know if Violet’s medicine is effective in treating hair loss, but Marco is extremely envious of the thick and shiny hair that his father has grown back. More than once, I saw Marco standing behind his father, staring at his father’s hair in a daze. His burning gaze made his father unable to bear it and turn around and run away.
Only low-level pirates would break their promises, especially since Uncle's health is more important than any amount of treasure.
Marco was merely mourning his impending bleak financial future. After a few minutes of calming down, he was once again the reliable older brother of the White Team—if you ignored the slight trembling in his hands as he adjusted his glasses.
"This is a Den Den Mushi, here you go."
Marco only realized this when Vil needed Namur and Harta to deliver a message to Lo. It wasn't entirely Namur's fault for not being able to get Vil's Den Den Mushi number all those times before. Vil didn't have it at all, or rather, she didn't even know what a Den Den Mushi was.
Marco has two Den Den Mushi in his hands.
“These are our Den Den Mushi numbers. One can call directly to the infirmary, and the other…” Marco paused, “can call directly to the captain’s cabin.”
What Dad said—that if Vera ever runs into trouble, she should ask them for help—was not just empty talk.
"A storm is brewing on the Grand Line. You might as well go to the four seas to avoid the turmoil."
When Violet stepped out of the cabin onto the deck, she saw Izang carrying a large, exquisite wooden box.
Standing on the edge of the deck, the kimono-clad beauty, with a wisp of hair gently blowing across her forehead in the sea breeze, was as graceful and stunningly beautiful as when Violet first met him.
But now, whenever Vera sees Izou, she instinctively recalls the days when he forced her to change clothes and style her hair. Even though the free new outfits are nice and pretty, it's still a hassle to change them several times a day!
Especially since Izang is someone with her own aesthetic and fashion pursuits, do you think changing clothes is as simple as just changing clothes?
How naive!
Leaving aside the fact that those clothes look beautiful and look even more beautiful when worn, there are many difficult layers of dressing required behind the scenes. Just consider that each outfit has different color combinations and patterns, which require different makeup, hairstyles, and jewelry!
Good heavens, this is just a farming game, not Miracle Vil!
"Ahem!" Seeing Violet's blank stare and hesitant manner, Marco clenched his fist and pressed it to his lips to keep himself from bursting out laughing.
He said with a curious tone, "So, Violet, you also have someone you're afraid of, yoi."
Marco thought Violet didn't know the meaning of fear, since she dared to hide in a corner with her father to secretly drink.
Hearing Marco's joke, Izo glanced at the strange-looking captain of the First Division and gave him a puzzled look.
Why does it seem like Marco is gloating a little?
Namuel winked at Izang, who then looked away and turned back to Vil.
"These are for you," Izang said with a smile. "You can come visit us again sometime."
"Marco should have given you our Den Den Mushi contact information, right?"
Vera answered honestly, "They were given to the infirmary and the captain's cabin."
Izang raised an eyebrow: "Only the infirmary and the captain's cabin were given?"
No, it makes it seem like he's deliberately ostracizing his brothers in front of Violet. If he really had to copy down the Den Den Mushi numbers of every squad leader individually for Violet, what if Violet really encountered any danger or emergency? Would she have to pick a Den Den Mushi number from all 16 squad leaders and her father to call?
The phone number for the captain's cabin was a promise from my father, and the phone number for the infirmary was because it was a busy place where Den Den Mushi (snail phone) could easily get through.
What's the point of giving other squad leaders, like Namur who never carries a Den Den Mushi, his number?
Namur, who was inexplicably glanced back at by Marco, thought that Marco, who had excellent Observation Haki, had discovered his secret gesture to Izan, and quickly stood up straight with a serious expression.
After thinking for a moment, Izang tore off a strip of the soft, white lining from under his kimono, and magically produced a lipstick from somewhere. He quickly wrote a number on it, then folded it and placed it on the box.
Yi Zang smiled brightly, tucked the stray hairs that had fallen across his forehead behind his ear, bent down and whispered in Vil's ear, "If there's anything you can't tell Marco and Dad, you can call me."
See you next time, Violet.
Violet, clutching the box given to her by Izang, stood on the ship in a daze, using Izang's contact information. Namuel glanced at Violet strangely and whispered to Luo.
Namur: "It seems she misses our Whitebeard Pirates."
He was touched and proud at the same time. The Whitebeard Pirates were such a warm family, and his father was such a charismatic man!
Luo, arms crossed, chuckled.
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Author's Note: Izou: Who is Violet's favorite squad leader? [Let me see]
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