Pirate’s Ripple Admiral

Rocas Atoll has a spectacular seascape, especially at low tide, the reefs and tidal swamps exposed around the shallow lagoon form a natural aquarium.

The abundance of marine materials makes the aboriginal people on the island self-sufficient. The safe environment, coupled with the special geographical environment, attracts a lot of tourists every year, bringing abundant vitality to this island.

All this is due to a huge flagpole erected in the center of the Fiennes Port with a flag flying in the wind.

The flag has a brown background. In the center is a red-patterned ship rudder, with white skulls flying in it, and a golden moon-shaped pattern wrapped around it, carrying a lion-like Haki.

This is the Admiral of the Flying Pirates, the banner of the Golden Lion!

Those who live in this sea area can ignore the Marine and make a lot of comments on the Whitebeard Pirates and Roger Pirates, but they can't go against the will of Golden Lion.

Golden Lion Shiki, Whitebeard Edward Newgate, Gold Roger, the big pirates of the New World in this era.

The reputation of the Three Great Pirates in New World can be described as frightening. Even Roger, who is the smallest in power and has only one ship, is a terrorist who can destroy a country with a single disagreement.

And the flag flying in the port of Fiennes represents this island, which is in the territory of Golden Lion Shiki. Anyone who steps on this territory will be treated as if they dare to be presumptuous here. provocative.

Golden Lion Shiki, in recent years, has always been the strongest and most brutal guy among the three great pirates. He has a faint tendency to dominate the New World. There are as many pirates as he sinks into the sea every year.

And since some time ago, the battle between him and Whitebeard ended with his victory, and it seems to have announced the arrival of a new era.

This era is called Golden Lion!

For a time, the prestige of Golden Lion was in the New World, and the limelight was the same, directly surpassing Whitebeard and Roger.

Countless pirate groups, listening to the news, made his territory expand rapidly.

Golden Lion, even more so, has issued a recruitment order in New World, claiming that pirates who have confidence in their own strength can join him!

A small banner hanging here is enough to keep all the prying eyes away, and it is enough to reflect the power of the Golden Lion today.

Everyone who comes to this island understands that the lion's majesty absolutely does not allow disobedience.

The port is located on the south side of Rocas Island, and further back, it is a town.

There is a tavern in the middle of the town. It has always been a gathering place for pirates coming and going.

The owner of the tavern is a middle-aged bald man. It is said that this tavern was founded by the owner's father about forty years ago.

At that time, Rocas Island was also rich in materials, but there was no shelter from big pirates and Marines, and it was in a state of war all year round, and the island was deserted.

As for this tavern, the owner's father struggled to maintain it, and it took forty years to do it, and it was handed over to the owner a few years ago.

It is said that the owner went to sea when he was young, and later returned to his hometown, took over the tavern that his father had run for decades and his winemaking skills, and continued to open the tavern.

Although it looks old, the wine in this tavern is the best in the entire island.

Even though Madara’s exterior wall was overwhelming, the owner never paid attention to it, but spent a lot of money to build an exquisite wine cellar.

A tavern that has been open for 40 years, and the good wines that have been in the cellar for decades are said to have been installed in several cellars.

And Pirate, is there anyone who doesn't like to drink?

Today's tavern is also very lively, with a majestic bear-like owner, leaning against the counter with a blank face, with a cigar in his mouth, watching the pirates coming in and out.

Out of fear of the Golden Lion, the brutal pirates did not harass the residents of the town, and even if they drank, they paid the bills.

Because the wine in this tavern is so famous that people who buy drunk here for a long time are all drunk pirates, but local residents, who are afraid to come over.

But the boss does not matter, as long as the customer is willing to pay, he is a good customer, regardless of whether he is a pirate or a Marine.

"Kang Dang!"

At the moment when the coveted plan was intertwined, the old tavern door was pushed open, making an overwhelmed voice, and a man who was not very tall walked in.

Wearing a dirty coat, a pair of tattered overalls, bare feet, a wide straw hat covering half of his face.

The medium-length hair was messy, and his unshaven face was sleepy, and he looked tired that didn't match his youthful appearance.

The tavern was noisy, almost full of people, and even the seats in front of the semi-circular bar were crowded with no gaps.

For the sake of wine, the pirates never care about being crowded or not. There are really no seats. If you throw out a few drunks, don't you have a seat?

The man circled around, leaving only a few inconspicuous seats adjacent to the corner.

He threw a drunk who was drunk on the table to the ground, carelessly picked up a half bottle of wine on the table and poured it into his mouth.

"Hoo-happy!"

The tired feeling was wiped out. The man sat down in the original position of a drunkard, leaned back in the chair, and said loudly, "Boss, give me wine."

The expressionless bald boss stood up from behind the counter and drew up the wine skillfully. After a while, a cup of gurgling blue cocktail was served.

"Zelda, with this glass of wine, you already owe me seventy-five thousand Baileys."

The bald boss said stiffly.

"Ah, I see, don't be so unsympathetic, boss," the man named Zelda lay on the table and laughed.

"When I make a lot of money, I will repay you twice as much for your wine, for your friendship today, and then I will pay you twice, no, three times as much for your wine."

"You should work hard at the auction house, save some money, pay back my wine money, and stop daydreaming."

The boss vomited a smoke ring, disdainfully.

"That's right, Zelda, the boss has taken care of you. People here have never owed money for wine."

Some pirates who come to the tavern frequently and know Zelda say: "You kid wants to make a lot of money, so you can only go to sea with us as pirates, hahahaha."

The pirate's words resulted in a roar of laughter.

The residents of the town are mostly afraid of the pirates and rarely come to this tavern.

The man named Zelda, who is naturally addicted to alcohol, often comes to this tavern to drink in order to have a good drink, completely disregarding the brutality of the pirates.

After going back and forth, the pirates all knew him, knowing that he worked in a local auction house and paid a lot of money, but all of them were used for drinking.

"Hey, Zelda, I heard that something happened to the auction last night?" The pirate who knew Zelda asked drunkly.

"Ah, has the news spread? Damn it, I didn't have a rest for the whole day, and I was exhausted."

Zelda spoke in surprise, then picked up the wine in front of him and took a sip.

"Well, what happened at the auction?"

Other pirates came around curiously and asked.

"Yeah, I haven't heard of it at all, what happened?"

"I don't know. I heard someone say on the way here, what happened, Zelda?"

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