The Worst Fruit Among Pirates

"Hey, kid! You..."

"...What is going on outside, do you know?"

Facing several passengers who looked panicked and wanted to ask something, but couldn't keep their faces down, Rossi calmly took out his tools and started cleaning the cabin.

"Nothing, three more sailors died on the ship."

? !

A group of noisy passengers seemed to have pressed the pause button. No wonder the sailor who delivered the food had a bad face. It turned out to be for this reason.

But what does this have to do with passengers like them?Could it be——

"Who, who did it?"

A powerful passenger's eyes wandered and his voice suddenly increased, making him look like a 'murderer';

"Sir Clahorn...doubts...me...us?"

Another middle-aged man with a big belly raised his hand, as if wiping sweat that was not there, and his grunting was very suspicious;

For a moment, all the passengers in the cabin were in danger, shouting loudly, looking at each other, questioning, and pushing...

If Rossi hadn't done it himself, he would have almost suspected that the 'murderer' was among them.

Although the passengers carry weapons, ordinary people's weapons are more for 'emboldening', and it would be too difficult for them to really fight to the death.Not just anyone can become a warrior by picking up a sword and a gun.

There must be the awareness to face injury and even death.

Tsk, these people can only support the scene. The only ones who can really help are:

"Two,"

When he got close to the bearded swordsman and the little girl in the pink hood, Rosie's voice fell clearly into their ears, while others around him didn't seem to hear it.

"This ship is going to be in trouble and I think we need to talk."

?

----

"Boss, what should we do now?"

In the cabin below the ship's mast, a group of fierce sailors squatted or stood in a circle around scattered and worn oak barrels.

In the middle of them, it was the bald bosun who was leaning on the mast, his muscles so muscular that even his clothes could not cover them: Alek!

"Damn it, the pretentious aristocratic old man and that sissy must think it was me, I can see it! What are they discussing behind my back..."

Patting his oily scalp hard, the bald bosun opened the corners of his mouth anxiously, revealing a row of sharp teeth.

This is proof that he has a trace of 'fish-man' blood. Although it is so thin that it does not even allow him to breathe underwater, his power is still far beyond that of a normal person.

"But damn it's not me——"

"Boss, are you not important... ahem, what I mean is:"

One of the bald bosun's confidants coughed and asked the most important question.

"What should we do next?"

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes.

Even if a group of children get together, a 'kid king' will emerge.

And on this ship, they will also be divided into different 'factions' because of their closeness and distance.

A ship that can truly be 'like a family' can only be achieved by a few pirate groups such as Straw Hat, Ming Ge, and Red Hair on the entire ocean... even more than 20 years later.

And now, the sailors of the 'captain series' and 'navigator series' have suffered casualties one after another.

Although they, who belong to the 'bosun type', are still safe and sound, the eyes of other colleagues have turned defensive, angry, and even vaguely murderous!

By this time, even the dullest person will feel that something is wrong.

Just like the confidant said just now: It doesn't matter whether it was the bosun who did it or not. What matters is how they should deal with it next?

Should we shrink our defenses, monitor each other with the other two parties, or...

"Boss, why don't we—"

A fierce light flashed in the eyes of another sailor, and he raised his palm and slashed it in front of his neck, making a 'cut his throat' gesture.

In this situation, instead of guessing which party is playing tricks, it is better to kill the other two factions directly!

Whoever kills the captain and navigator, the ship will be theirs!

No matter how stupid a sailor is, he can clearly calculate the difference between a ship's profits being divided among dozens of people and being divided among a dozen people.

Anyway, in the vast sea, anything happens normally, let's just say we encountered pirates... It would be best for those 'passengers' to suffer the same misfortune.

"Do it, boss!"

"Just cut down all the others, don't you believe that people can be killed out of thin air?"

The bald bosun is not a smart person to begin with, and most of his confidants are muscular men whose fists are faster than their brains.

Faced with the hostility of other sailors and the current dilemma of not being able to find an enemy, the reckless character of the man was exposed.

Kill, kill, kill until blood flows like rivers!

"it is good--"

At this point, the bald sailor couldn't think of any good solution, so he simply gave up.

If you directly kill all the creatures on this ship except for your own people, don't you believe that the real murderer hiding in the dark can still move around?

----

"joint?"

"right,"

On the other side, while mopping the floor, Rosie talked to the bearded swordsman and the little girl in the red hood.

"I don't know why, but someone triggered a series of 'assassinations' on the ship. The captain, navigator, and boatswain are confronting each other, and it may turn into a big melee at any time..."

And in a fixed space like a merchant ship at sea, everyone has no way to escape!

Once you become red-blooded, you will be the enemy except yourself.

"If it really evolves to that point, I hope to be able to form an 'alliance' with the two of them."

Rosie put the mop into the bucket, turned around and continued:

"I want to live, and I believe you two do the same."

After saying that, he took the tools and left the cabin.

"What do you think, Gion-chan?"

Facing the bearded swordsman's inquiry, the little girl in the pink hood landed on Rosie's leaving back.

Although he was just a dirty and thin little boy, compared with the panicked passengers around him, his performance was undoubtedly much more impressive.and--

it's him!

Maybe the uncle next to him didn't notice that when the little boy was talking to him just now, the other people's voices quietly became fainter and hazy.

I believe that for other people, the same is true for the voices of the three of them.

This is also the reason why the conversation between the three people did not attract anyone's attention.

Devil Fruit Ability!

As a little girl who grew up in Navy Headquarters, I guessed the answer right away.

Although she didn't know what her ability was, the little girl Gion had an intuition: one of the parties in the battle that took place last night was this little boy.

It’s interesting, I didn’t expect to meet such interesting people of the same age on this ship.

The corners of her mouth raised slightly, and the little girl put her hand under her robe, where there was a long sword made of 'memory metal'.

"Uncle, what this little boy said makes sense. It wouldn't be a bad idea for us to join forces with him."

Anyway, no matter what happens on this ship, Gion believes that she can solve it with her strength.

You know, she has already mastered the genius of two 'six styles'!

----

The melee came sooner than Rossi expected!

When he thought about it, the three major forces would spy on and bribe each other... After a series of overt and covert confrontations, they laid traps and suddenly launched an attack!In order to be able to kill the other two parties at the minimum cost.

But he still underestimated the habits of people in this world. When he encountered something he couldn't figure out, he would use swords and guns to get through it!

boom! !

There was a sudden loud noise above the head, and the entire cabin shook suddenly, leaving Rossi stunned.

Is this... someone taking action?

"Someone took action——"

In the cabin at the front of the ship, sitting in front of a huge chart, the gentle navigator suddenly opened his eyes with his eyes closed to relax.

Beside him were seven or eight fully armed sailors, as well as Dover wearing sunglasses.

"Let's start too."

The gentle navigator stood up and drew the stabbing sword from his waist.The surrounding sailors, including Dover, immediately followed suit in silence, and suppressed murderous intent surged forward.

On the deck, the door to the captain's cabin at the rear has exploded!

A huge black two-handed ax struck down, tearing the door into a sky full of sawdust.The ax head of this ax is extremely wide, and it is as black as a stone mill. If you want to calculate the weight, it is at least hundreds of kilograms.

However, such a murderous weapon was actually raised by one hand!

Because the other hand was holding a blood-red scimitar.

'Blooded Blade' Alek!

After all, it was a merchant ship that dared to carry goods on the Grand Route. If the boatswain didn't have any strength, he would have been robbed without even his pants.

"Brothers, rush with me—"

Since he was determined to kill the others, the bald bosun naturally set his sights on the 'captain'... No, after killing that old guy Clahorn, he would be the captain!

However, just when the door to the captain's cabin was torn open with an axe, and a group of sailors were about to charge, the leader Alek's pupils shrank!

Because in the captain's cabin, a dozen sailors have formed a small military formation: the row of sailors in the front is half-kneeling on the ground, and the sailors in the back raise their guns to their shoulders.

The long-barreled flintlock guns in everyone's hands were pointed at the door!

"put,"

Following the order from the tall-hatted nobleman standing behind, the trigger was pulled loudly, and a dozen lead bullets roared toward the door!