Master of Power in One Piece World

Chapter 67 Ms. Fran
In the tavern, piles of small bonfires were burning, driving out the air-conditioning outside the house, only the sound of rain dripping in.

Sitting at the bar, Ren looked at a stone pit sunken on the counter, where a small flame was burning.

This should be the idea of ​​that brat.

Ren grumbled inwardly.

The flames around the guests can't shine here.But with this stone pit, the flames on it can also warm up the woman behind the bar.

However, it is more convenient to light a cigarette by watching her look.

Fanning the smoke from the proprietress around him, the boy was speechless.

"Fruit wine, it's okay~"

With the exhalation of the smoke column, the woman looked at the boy opposite and spoke slowly.

The news of these outsiders has long been spread in the village.Of course she didn't believe in rumors like 'height eight feet, waist circumference eight feet, red face and fangs'.

But when these rumored outsiders came to her tavern, he couldn't help being a little surprised at his age.

This age is not much different from his children~ Just such a young man defeated all the young men gathered in the village?
Thinking in her heart, the woman glanced strangely at the sheriff who had been silent since she sat down.

She took a drag on her cigarette and let go of her thoughts.

Forget it, you are a guest when you come, so what are you thinking about so much.

She looked at the boy opposite.

"Do you know the price here?"

"Hmm~"

Looking at the wine rack behind the woman, there was no difference between the jars.Ren looked around the store again.

He didn't find the price list and asked directly: "I really don't know, can you introduce it to me?".

The proprietress's red lips opened and closed, and the voice she spit out had a hint of coldness outside the house: "There are still many types of fruit wine, and the price is a glass of 'Brunei'. A glass of Brunei is exchanged for a glass of fruit wine."

"Brunei?"

".It is the food we usually eat"

It turned out that those crops were called Brunei. Ryan thought of the cultivated farmland around the village, and knew it clearly.

But why is the name so familiar?
"Is there any other wine then? You know, I don't have 'Brunei' from you guys after all.".

The young man spread his hands, with a helpless expression on his face.

The proprietress nodded, as expected.

These outsiders don't seem to be short of food, at least she hasn't heard any rumors of food exchange in the village.

You know, as the only operating tavern in the village, a lot of news started to circulate from her.

And the hottest ones during this period are undoubtedly these visitors from outside the island.

"There is also wine made from Brunei, but the price is more expensive. You need three glasses of Brunei."

Looking at the distressed teenager opposite, the woman took a puff of cigarette, and then said: "The wine here, whether it is fruit wine or Brunei wine, must be exchanged for Brunei."

"...I do not have the Brunei you mentioned, and our food is not too much."

The young man pushed the books on the bar counter, his eyes filled with anticipation: "Look, is this okay?".

Facing his small eyes, the proprietress didn't speak for a long time, and after looking at him quietly for a while, she said: "... yes".

"Ha, that's great!"

Ren breathed a sigh of relief.If the proprietress really refuses to accept it, then he will be very embarrassed.

Fortunately, that didn't happen.

But then, he felt a little regretful.

These books will eventually be in the hands of that kid, emmmm~ Maybe I should bring some 'positive' books.

He has no doubts in his heart whether that little devil can understand the writing of the outside world.

He found out when it never happened.

Although the people on this island have some accents in their speech, they undoubtedly speak the universal language of the world.

and Brunei
He remembered!If I remember correctly, it should mean 'hope' in Karl.

But the Kingdom of Karl was destroyed 70 years ago, but there are still traces of the Karl language here.

Then, Ren thought about it again and compared the proverbs that the kid said when he was bickering with the books in his memory that recorded Karl's kingdom.

These are the remnants of Karl Kingdom?
He confirmed his guess.

If they really lived on the island from the beginning, then how to explain these things.So, there is only one possibility

As for why he knows this.Except for the usual miscellaneous books.He is the 'model' of the nobility of Barren Isle.

But he has been familiar with the process of the prosperity of the Baron Kingdom very early.

Those records of Barron's glorious history have been compiled into dramas in recent years.

Not to mention him, even ordinary Baron people know more or less.

"no!"

This is, Martin, who had been silent on the side, suddenly made a sound, interrupting the boy's thoughts.The big hand pressed the books on the bar.

The proprietress lowered her eyes and looked at the 'remuneration' on the bar, which was firmly held down by her big hands: "Martin, what do you mean, are you going to smash the business of our orphans and widows?".

"Fran, I gave him Brunei! But you can't take these books away!"

The sheriff's tone was firm.The fire in the room cast a red glow on his bald head.

Back then, on that outsider, a disfigured newspaper that had been soaked in sea water and was ruined could attract that bastard of his own to go to sea.

These books will only cause greater harm!

"."

Fran looked at him for a while, and seemed to understand his concerns. As a member of the island, she also knew what happened back then.

The island can no longer experience those.This time Mayhew provoked a lot of trouble, what about next time?

Thinking of this, she quietly looked at the sheriff opposite.

"Double".

".Can"

Ren put one hand on his cheek, watching the scene in front of him.

That's good, he regretted not bringing some positive books.Come get that stinky brat.

Moreover, it would be better to hand it directly to that stinky boy another day, and it doesn't matter if the book was taken back by Martin.

However, this Martin's attitude still made him a little uncomfortable.

'Tsk, the one who went to the island first was a bastard! '

(End of this chapter)