I Have Been Sleeping Among Pirates For A Hundred Years

The warship continued sailing in the direction of the Yagequan Islands.

"Can you really make tea? I've never seen a worse maid than you."

Joel lay lazily on his side on the bed, looking at the clumsy baby-5 casually.

"What are you talking about? I have already served you so wholeheartedly, but you still have to be picky!"

Baby-5 is so angry that her tea-making hand is shaking. The anger at being abandoned by Doflamingo has been simmering in her heart. In the past few days, she has been manipulated like a bull and horse. Her violent temper has long been out of control. .

The maid is just her part-time job, but she is a real killer, the kind who kills without blinking an eye!

"Please don't be so rude, and please don't smoke during working hours."

Joel's tone was a little cold. The aristocratic etiquette he had received since childhood made him have very strict professional requirements for maids.

"P-please?"

The anger on baby-5's face suddenly melted away, and he immediately took the cigarette out of his mouth and bit his finger shyly, "Okay, then I will try to be gentler in my speech in the future."

"Then practice making tea ten thousand times, starting from preparing the tea set and tea leaves."

Joel stood up and walked out of the room.

"Ten thousand times?"

baby-5 said angrily, "I won't listen to you, you will die if you do it ten thousand times!"

"Excuse me," Joel added.

"Well...I know."

Baby-5 struggled a little, then turned back into a well-behaved lamb, saying in his heart:

"Ten thousand times...it's just ten thousand times, it doesn't matter, I can do it!"

After walking out of the room, Tashigi, who was half-crouching and eavesdropping on the corner, hurriedly stood up straight and looked around as if nothing had happened.

But it seemed that because he was caught red-handed, he suddenly felt guilty and his ears turned red.

"Don't you have to take care of Smoker? It seems that his injury is almost healed."

Joel glanced at Tashigi indifferently, not caring at all about the other party's childish eavesdropping methods.

He has nothing untoward to say,

And the real secrets can never be eavesdropped on by others.

"Well……"

Tashigi hesitated, his mind still stuck on the moment when his eavesdropping was discovered.

Because Smoker was stabbed by her, she desperately wanted to do something to make up for the mistake she made - eavesdropping on useful information.

After all, it’s unknown whether the Seven Warlords of the Sea’s subordinates and powerful pirates of unknown origin are secretly conspiring to do something ulterior.

It is obviously such a just and aboveboard thing to do, but why do I feel so weak in my heart...

on deck.

Smoker stood by the ship's rail with his upper body still bandaged, frowning at the dilapidated shipwrecks that fell from time to time in the sky.

This magical phenomenon is said to be due to the existence of islands in the sky, but since he has never witnessed it with his own eyes, he is deeply skeptical about this.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the cabin door open. He glanced back. When he saw the person coming, he couldn't help but take a deep breath of his cigar and spit it out slowly.

As a Marine, he was rescued many times by pirates from the opposite camp in critical moments. Such dramatic results made him feel quite complicated.

Joel blew the sea breeze, checked the permanent pointer and the direction of the warship, and waved to the news bird in the sky.

The newsbird spread its wings and landed on the rail below the mast.

"One serving."

Joel pulled a newspaper from Newsbird's mailbag and pointed at Smoker, "He pays."

Faced with the pirate's bossy, Smoker took out two coins with a slight twitch in his eyes and threw them into Newsbird's bag:

"Two servings."

After receiving the newspaper from Newsbird, he scanned the contents at a glance, and then the look of surprise on his face could not be calmed down for a long time.

…

A small island in New World.

The pirates were singing and dancing, eating meat and drinking wine, enjoying everything in the banquet.

"Shanks, look at this."

Beckman held a thin cigarette in his mouth and handed over the newspaper in his hand.

Shanks' face turned red, and he shook his body drunkenly. He hooked Beckman's shoulders and pulled him to the wooden chair next to him:

"Drink first, drink first, no matter how important things are, they are not as important as the banquet, right, kids!"

As he shouted, a group of pirates responded one after another,

"Of course, boss!"

"This is the most wonderful party!"

"hey-hey!"

Shanks happily handed the wine glass to Beckman, "Stop your thoughtful mind for the night. Even if it's Whitebeard, we can't talk about it until today."

Beckman placed the handed glass of wine back on the table, opened the folded newspaper with his other hand, and placed it in front of Shanks' eyes:

"Are you sure you don't want to read today's newspaper?"

"Oh? If it's not Luffy's news, then there's nothing interesting to see..."

Shanks glanced hastily and was about to take off the newspaper blocking his view when he suddenly realized something and suddenly woke up. He grabbed the newspaper and stared at the title on the page.

"Shocking incident!" ! ! The top criminal Herman Joel, who has been silent for a hundred years, comes to the sea of ​​Gaya again? About the dusty deeds of this blood-eyed tyrant and the past Twilight of Gods. 』

"The blood pupil is resurrected!"

Shanks was completely sober at this point.

"I told you, you won't want to miss it. After all, this legend became famous around the world a hundred years ago."

Beckman blew out wisps of smoke.

"It just happened to be at this juncture."

Shanks looked solemn and said, "I have a bad feeling. It seems that I have to meet with Whitebeard in advance."

"This is really a troubled time..."

Beckman looked at the pirates enjoying the banquet and said calmly, "However, I hope it will not affect their mood tonight. Maybe the number of banquets held in the future... will become less and less."

…

New World, Cake Island.

The huge figure sat on a chair covered by darkness, grabbed a Homitz cake, stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it, and let out a horrible laugh.

The various Homies in the room peered into the darkness from afar, hiding in fear.

But even so, they found that their lives were still being eaten away by this ferocious aura.

"Linlin, did you see that news? Uh-huh-huh-huh!"

Another sound came from the darkness, and then the phone bug was placed aside on the table in the light.

"Kaido, I didn't expect you to contact me for this kind of thing. We haven't said hello for a long time!"

"Hey, isn't this important?

Xue Tongke has always been the object of Rocks' crazy admiration. I can still recall the way Rocks chattered non-stop! "

"Of course it's important. I'm very interested in him. I've even prepared an invitation for the next tea party for him. If he can come, well, well, well~"

Charlotte Linlin's words stopped suddenly, and she burst out laughing happily.

With laughter, the sun Prometheus suddenly rose from the darkness and hung from the ceiling, completely illuminating the entire room and dispelling all the chill.

Charlotte Linlin opened her hands, and in an instant, all the Homies in the room lined up neatly and began to play and dance happily, singing and laughing.

"I will propose to him and let him be my forty-fourth husband! Well, well, well, well~"

She was spinning in circles with an expectant look on her face.

"Uh-huh! What if he doesn't agree?"

The phone bug kept laughing.

"Then let him..."

Following the words, the sun Prometheus instantly lost its light, and all the joy in the room turned into silence, leaving only the extremely deep darkness and the penetrating grin.

“Go meet Rocks!!”

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