Roar of the Pirate Fire Dragon

The bar in Magic Valley Town can be said to be the most prosperous place on the island. Every day, a large number of pirates who are hated by humans and ghosts come in and out, talk loudly here, and drink endlessly.

This bar is one of the few entertainment venues on the island. If this can be considered an entertainment venue, in this small town, you can spend your time drinking in a tavern like this. It's time.

For pirates who lick blood from their swords and have nowhere to vent their energy, it is almost impossible for them to drink peacefully. It is common for them to fight after two disagreements.

Fortunately, generally speaking, pirates think very highly of themselves. Although the pirate groups that can reach the Grand Line are uneven, they are ultimately different from those who can only wreak havoc in the four seas. Unless there are special circumstances. , no one would be interested in a small bar, let alone one of the rare gathering places in Magic Valley Town.

Therefore, the life of the owner of this bar is quite comfortable. Pirates are all guys who are not short of money. The pirate group that can safely sail to this place still has some savings. For these pirates, in Being embarrassed in front of your peers is something you are unwilling to accept no matter what, so things like overlord meals rarely happen.

Noon is the peak time for bar business. In this small town that lacks infrastructure, a small bar that can provide food is undoubtedly a place that many pirates are not willing to miss.

The boss standing behind the bar was wiping his wine glass leisurely. Even during the peak meal period, if there is a quick and agile waiter, it is a good thing to allow the boss to take some time off from his busy schedule.

"boom"

The door of the bar was gently pushed open, and four people walked in. There was nothing to say, it could only be the four people from the Fire Dragon Pirates.

As soon as the door was opened, the noisy atmosphere rushed in. The dialects from various places lingered in the not-so-large bar along with all kinds of swear words.

"Is this the bar where pirates gather?"

The musician girl who was following Vlad was very curious, and she cautiously stuck her head out from behind Vlad and looked at the pirates.

“It’s awesome and completely different from the bars I’ve been to before.”

"Don't look around"

Vlad looked intently. He showed no interest in these guys at all. "These guys don't like to be looked at."

"Oh, I'm sorry, Mr. Captain"

Like a frightened deer, Serena retreated behind Vlad and carefully apologized.

Vlad didn't care either, this woman was not a very liberal person.

No one paid attention to them, and there was no plot like in the novel where the protagonist attracts everyone's attention as soon as he appears, and someone immediately comes to pick a fight and beg to be slapped in the face. These bastard pirates can't see the difference between Vlad and the new pirates. Such courage.

"Hi, boss,"

Vlad sat at the bar and said in a somewhat uncertain tone, "Bring me a cherry pie and a glass of wine."

“What kind of wine do you want?”

The boss looked unconcerned and still wiped the quilt gently with his hands.

“Whatever drink you want, just come to your most unique bar”

Vlad said so.

"Well"

The boss nodded, took out a cup, bent down and filled a large cup of beer from the barrel below, and placed it in front of Vlad, "We brewed this ourselves, using the unique wood nearby. Fruit, this is the most distinctive wine we have here.”

"Oh"

Vlad looked at the glass of turbid liquid on the table with interest and smiled.

The "captain" chef stood behind Vlad with some surprise. You know, they had already had lunch before disembarking, but they didn't know why the captain wanted to add lunch now.

"Please, guest"

Soon, the steaming cherry pie was placed in front of Vlad, and a faint sweet aroma emanated from it.

 "Okay, let me have a taste."

Vlad picked up a piece of cherry pie with great interest and stuffed it directly into his mouth.

"meet"

Vlad chewed, his expression unchanged.

“The taste is just okay”

He said so.

"kindness"

The maid said with some confusion: "Is there any dessert you don't like, Captain?"

She couldn't help but be surprised. Vlad was a crazy dessert lover and had a strong appetite for all sweet foods. Even if it was not very delicious food, he would be very satisfied as long as it was sweet. However, Now he actually said that this cherry pie only tastes like this

"Well, who knows?"

Vlad smiled noncommittally, picked up the wine glass on the table, and poured a large gulp of wine into his mouth. "Gudong, gudong," as his Adam's apple rolled up and down, a large glass of wine entered his stomach.

"what"

Vlad burped happily, with a somewhat pleased expression on his face.

“Are the things here really different from person to person?”

He said so.

"It tastes just average when I drink it."

"Captain, don't be so picky,"

The chef said with a straight face: "Food is the most cherished thing on the sea."

"Uhahahaha"

Vlad laughed loudly: "No, chef, you don't understand, you don't understand this joke."

""

The chef was a little confused.

Vlad swallowed the cherry pie in two mouthfuls. Although it didn't taste very good, Vlad was not a person who wasted food, let alone dessert.

"By the way, boss, let me ask you something."

Vlad said, "Is there some kind of upwelling current in the nearby sea area?"

"Upcurrent"

The boss glanced at Vlad in surprise, then nodded affirmatively, "Yes, there is indeed an astonishing upwelling current in the nearby sea area."

"It seems I remembered correctly"

Vlad laughed and patted his forehead. Nearly 20 years have passed. Although he still hasn't forgotten this incident, it's not so clear anymore. "It's really great."

"Then, guest, why are you asking about the rising tide?"

The boss asked casually, without any intention of inquiring into other people's privacy. After all, everyone who can come here is a pirate, and it is very clear what can and cannot be said.

"Oh, this,"

Vlad said casually: "I want to find someone on Sky Island. I heard that you can fly to Sky Island by riding the rising current. I want to give it a try."

"Click"

The wine glass in the boss's hand fell to the ground and shattered immediately.

"Guest, are you talking about Sky Island?"

"Well, that's right,"

Vlad smiled: "Empty Island"

"Hey, he, he said Sky Island"

"Did he say he wanted to go to Sky Island?"

"right"

Silence, a brief silence, enveloped the bar.

"Pfft~"

"Hahahaha"

"Hey, someone actually wants to go to Sky Island, hahahahahaha"

"It's so funny hahahaha"

"It's so funny that there are such pirates these days."