Pirate Shadow King

Somewhere in the Capital of Seven Waters, Moria, who still didn't know that Nami had lost her fortune, looked at the shop selling ingredients and shook his head.

There was no cook on the ship, and Moria could scramble an egg in his previous life, but now he couldn't even crack an egg. He thought about whether to coerce or use money to lure Nami to become the cook, but finally gave up the idea.

Although Nami can also cook, her skills are obviously not very good. Moria would rather go to a restaurant than ruin herself.

Moria walked a few more steps, stopped on a small bridge, and stopped to think.

"Perona's gift is here. Hogbark, a money-hungry guy, can give it away with some gold. As for Absalom? He's very lustful, so the only thing he can do is..."

While Moria was thinking, an old voice suddenly came from under the bridge.

"Hey! Kid, don't stand there all the time, blocking my view of the beauty!"

Moria looked around and saw a short old man lying in the cabin under the bridge, holding a wine bottle in his hand and waving to him drunkenly.

This old man has aged terribly, with only a few teeth left in his mouth, and his limbs are as thin as matchsticks, giving people the feeling of having half a foot in a coffin.

"Kid? You are the little old man, right?"

Seeing the size of the speaker, Moria thought to himself, this is the second time after the giants that someone said he was small. The giants were older and bigger, so he had nothing to say, but this old man was taller.

Just about one meter.

Moria looked at the old man carefully with his eyes, feeling that he had seen him somewhere before, and there was an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

"Gudu!"

"Hey kid, do you hear me?"

The old man took another sip of wine, leaned toward the edge of the boat, and continued to speak to Moria.

Looking around the cabin, I found that although this boat was small, it had all the tools for cooking, just like a small kitchen.

The dusty memories were suddenly evoked.

This old man seems to be a very powerful guy, at least very good at cooking.

Sanji's master Zhuofu is called a kid in his mouth. He is not inferior to them in cooking, and he is also better at medicinal food.

According to legend, he was the chef on the ship of Pirate King Roger or Rocks.

But this is just a guess, I only know that his identity has always been a mystery.

The old man who made Sanji surrender when it came to cooking?

Moria's eyes when looking at the old man became extremely hot, even hotter than the way the old man looked at beautiful women.

After getting off the bridge, Moria walked to the boat parked in the river.

"I am the captain of the Moonlight Pirates," Moria said straight to the point, "Old man, I heard that your cooking skills are very good, why don't you come on my ship!"

The old man looked at Moria, sighed and said: "I never thought that at my age, a big shot would invite me to the ship. I feel very honored."

Moria was shocked. She didn't expect that the old man already knew his identity.

"You actually know me?" Moria asked doubtfully.

The old man glanced at Moriah and smiled lightly: "The King Shichibukai granted by the World Government, Moonlight Moriah, even though I am so old, I still know the contents of the newspapers in the past few decades by heart.

"

Why do you want to memorize newspaper content for decades? Moriah is very strange. He would not be so idle when he has nothing to do, right?

While Moria was thinking, a voice brought him back to reality. He heard an old voice saying: "Although I am honored, I still refuse your invitation. I cannot leave this place."

The old man seemed to be remembering something when he spoke, and he looked decisive when he replied.

"Is it because of the salt here? Or is it the beauty here? I can satisfy you with all of these!" Moria continued to ask.

The old man was shocked when he heard this. How did this guy know the excuse he had just made up?

Putting the wine bottle in his arms on the boat, the old man stood in the cabin for a long time before finally standing up with a cane.

"The salt and beauties in the Seven Waters City are both good. I like it here, and I was once a member of a pirate group. I had a captain." The old man said while recalling something.

Moria blurted out and asked: "Is your captain Roger or Rocks?"

I thought I would guess the right one, but Moriah saw the old man shaking his head.

"Roger? We met him once before. He is indeed a powerful person!" the old man praised sincerely.

Well, what then?

Moria waited quietly for the next chapter, but the old man stopped mentioning Locks, and then there was no more.

The old man pondered for a while, then leaned on crutches and began to see off the guests: "If you are not here to eat, I have no choice but to ask you to leave!"

Seeing that the old man rejected him, Moriah smiled evilly: "Since you are so disrespectful, don't blame me for being rude."

Perfect villain lines.

Moria waved his hand and was about to take the old man in his hand and take him away by force.

However, I never thought that the old man who had just ignored the wind would suddenly hide away, and his appearance no longer existed.

The old man quickly moved to the right side of the boat, took off the strange-shaped kitchen knife, and made a defensive posture: "What? Do you want to take action here? Kid, I advise you to leave now, otherwise it will be difficult to deal with later.

Got it!"

"I didn't expect you to react so quickly. It seems you were a powerful pirate before!" Moria said calmly, but had no intention of stopping. "Since you don't want to go,

Then I can only take you back."

After hearing Moria's words, the old man's original matchstick-like limbs expanded rapidly, and his body gradually increased in size, as if he was activating the transformation of Moria in the shadow gathering place.

Moria could clearly feel that his breath had changed, giving people an extremely sharp feeling. The drunkenness he had just been there had completely disappeared, and he looked completely focused.

But after the old man transformed, he was just a dwarf in front of Moriah.

Moria waved his hand and grabbed the old man in the cabin.

"Whoosh!"

The old man holding the kitchen knife disappeared instantly, and the next second a figure stood beside Moriah.

After the old man stood still, he slashed the kitchen knife in his hand, and a blue-white slashing wave struck towards Moria.

This...can draw a slashing wave at will. Does this mean it has reached the level of a swordsman?

Moria didn't hesitate and stepped back, avoiding the old man's flying blow.

"I didn't expect that you are actually a swordsman. You are really beyond appearances." Moria said in disbelief.

The old man flexed his waist: "I'm old. If I were young, it wouldn't be so easy to dodge the blow just now. Do you know how powerful I am? Let's go quickly now. If you want to challenge me, it's still early.

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Moriah smiled slightly and didn't reply.

The shadow beneath him was slightly twisted, and Ryoma, wearing a kimono with the word "dragon" written on both arms, wooden geta on his feet, and a crotch on his head, walked out.

The old man looked slightly startled when he saw Ryoma appear.

The dragon-slaying swordsman vs the vegetable swordsman.