Pirate Shadow King

Somewhere in the Capital of Seven Waters, Moria, who still didn't know that Nami was spending money, looked at the shop selling ingredients and shook his head.

There was no cook on the ship. In his previous life, Moria could scramble an egg, 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 spoil 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 spend it 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 me from seeing 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.

The old man was already very old, with only a few teeth left in his mouth, and his limbs were as thin as matchsticks, giving people the feeling of having half a foot in a coffin.

"Kid? You are the little old man, aren't you?"

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 and he had nothing to say, but this old man was taller than anyone else. Just about one meter.

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

"Gudu!"

"Hey kid, do you hear that?"

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

I glanced around the cabin and 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 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 this 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. "

What do you do when you memorize decades worth of newspaper content?Moria is very strange. He has nothing to do but would not be so idle, right?

While Moria was thinking, a voice brought him back to reality, and he heard an old voice saying: "Although it's an honor, I still refuse your invitation. I can't 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 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 Moria 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, then what?

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

The old man pondered for a while, then leaned on his cane 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."

A perfect villain line.

With a wave of his hand, Moria was about to hold the old man in his hand and take him away by force.

But he 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 do something 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 that 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 size gradually increased, as if he had activated 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.

"Shh!"

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

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

This...can draw a slashing wave at will. Is this reaching 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. .”

Moria smiled slightly and didn't reply.

The shadow beneath him was slightly twisted. 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.