Pirate: I, destroy the engine

A certain island.

There are not many residents on the island, only a small town of more than a thousand people.

Tavern.

Fick takes the crew and relaxes.

This island is also the territory of the Whitebeard Pirates.

The crew members who came here after going through danger were all having fun.

"Squeak."

The double-leaf doors of the tavern were pushed open.

"Here you go, want a drink?"

Fike looked back at the bar and raised his glass with a smile.

Katakuri stood at the door, his eyes twitching slightly.

Fike knew that he didn't eat in front of others, which was too funny.

Walking to Fike, Katakuri handed over a life card.

"This is what you want, Whitebeard II's life card."

With their power, it is not difficult to find Whitebeard II.

"Thanks!"

Fick took the life card and stuffed it into his pocket.

The magnetic field of the new world is more chaotic than the first half. There are no record pointers or life cards, and it is basically impossible to navigate.

After Katakuri found the Whitebeard II Life Card, they agreed to meet here.

With the strength of Whitebeard II, it is not easy to find his life card.

The BIG·MOM Pirates' intelligence network is worthy of being the best in the industry.

"At least we have fought a battle, let's sit down and have a drink!"

With a smile on his face, Fick extended the invitation again:

"It's enough for you to maintain a perfect image in front of your brothers and sisters."

"You are not even as strong as me, so there is no need to pretend to be cold."

He always felt that the cold Katakuri was too pretentious.

Moreover, this is a summer island with high temperatures all year round.

Katakuri is still wearing a scarf, won't he feel bored?

"Look, you're already sweating all over, why bother?"

"It has some minor flaws, but it's quite good."

Pointing to the sweat on Katakuri's body, Fick persuaded.

How can there be perfect people in this world?

Katakuri, who was really bored, rolled his eyes helplessly.

He felt that Fick made an appointment to meet on this summer island on purpose.

If the weather is cold, it will have no effect on his strong physique.

It's so hot that you can't resist it.

After hesitating for a while, Katakuri turned to look at the pirates in the tavern.

"Tch, let's have a drink!"

After cutting it with disdain, Katakuri finally took off his scarf.

The heat was unbearable, and what Fike said did make sense.

He has already lost to Fick. How can a loser get such a perfect image?

Under the scarf, there is a mouth full of fangs, and there are sutures on both sides of the lips.

No one laughed, or even just glanced briefly and then looked away.

It’s just fangs, who hasn’t seen it?

Many of the fishmen crew members of the Eighth Division have mouths full of fangs, which are even sharper than Katakuri.

Moreover, they are not fans of Katakuri and imagine him as a perfect man.

Katakuri, who was often teased as a child, felt a little weird about this.

However, he didn't think much and sat next to Fike.

"Your crew is pretty good."

Not only did these pirates not laugh at him, they didn't even look at him strangely, which was pretty good.

"What does it matter if you are ugly? Strength is the most important thing."

Kid, who was drunk, glared at Katakuri very unhappily:

"Sooner or later, I will defeat you."

Kidd, who was defeated by Katakuri as if he were a bastard, was very unconvinced.

Kidd, how could you admit defeat?

"Ah."

Katakuri smiled coldly and glanced at Kidd with a bit of contempt:

"You? Not even close."

He would not take anyone seriously who was not his enemy.

There are supernovae every year, except for Fick, they are just rubbish.

"Bastard, are you trying to fight?"

Kidd stood up angrily, purple electric sparks flashing between his fingers.

"Forget it, Kidd. We are indeed not opponents for the time being."

Kira reached out and held Kidd, shaking her head helplessly.

Fike also shook his head and smiled, not taking this episode to heart.

"Come, let's have a drink."

Raising his glass, Fike motioned to Katakuri to say hello.

"I prepared some donuts, feel free to eat and drink."

After waving to the bartender, Fick drank the wine in one gulp.

He had expected that Katakuri would not refuse his invitation this time.

"Ok!"

Katakuri was not used to Fike's enthusiasm and nodded awkwardly.

He usually likes to drink black tea, but rarely drinks alcohol.

"now it's right."

Watching Katakuri drink it all in one gulp, Fick smiled and patted his shoulder:

"Pirates are free! Don't restrict yourself too much."

Although Fick was actually a Marine, he never felt like he was free.

Even if it's a task given by Warring States Period, if he doesn't want to do it, that's okay.

The Navy is also a place that values ​​strength.

Just like the three generals, they all have different justices. This is their freedom.

In this sea, with strength comes freedom. This is an unchanging principle.

"free?"

Katakuri was a little moved, recalling his free will in childhood.

However, Katakuri shook his head again.

He cares more about his younger brothers and sisters than freedom.

Of course, it seems nice to relax like this once in a while.

The chef brought the donuts, and Katakuri enjoyed them comfortably.

In the tavern, the atmosphere became lively quickly.

Everyone ate and drank to their heart's content, and some sang and danced.

More than two hours flew by.

"Uh……"

Katakuri burped and wiped the corners of his mouth with a napkin.

"Not bad, thank you for your hospitality."

Leaning back relaxedly in the chair, Katakuri grinned, looking ferocious, but also a bit strangely gentle.

"Really? You're a nice person, and it's okay to be a friend."

Fick looked at Katakuri with a smile and affirmed his character.

Katakuri shook his head and looked at Fike speechlessly:

"You can't, you're too mean."

If he were friends with Fick, he felt that he would die speechless.

Fike's bad taste disgusted him so much.

He simply came to give me a life card, but his image was completely ruined.

"time to go."

Katakuri stood up and put the scarf back on.

"This is an invitation to Mom's tea party. Think about it yourself!"

He took out a gold-encrusted invitation from his pocket and placed it on the bar. Katakuri turned and left.

He was only responsible for sending invitations. He had no control over whether Fike was willing to come.

If mom is angry, she can fight Fick again in the future.

However, he also has to find ways to improve his strength.

Watching Katakuri walk out of the tavern, Fick opened the invitation.

"Haha, are you trying to recruit me?"

The invitation did not contain much content, except that Cake Island would attend the meeting in January.

Of course, no one dared to refuse the invitation to the Four Emperors' tea party.

What are the consequences of rejection, just like what will happen if you hurt your red-haired friend, everyone in the sea knows it.

Speaking of which, this was the third Yonko to invite him.

Kaido, Red Hair and Big Mom are all here.

Marco has only received invitations from red hair, and Yan Jijin has only received invitations from aunt.

It’s an honor to be invited by three Yonko at the same time!