Pirate: I, destroy the engine

The next day.

Tens of thousands of fans gathered outside the castle where Fick temporarily lived.

No other pirate can match this appeal.

Even compared to entertainment stars, they are no different.

Cake Island had to send a large number of chess soldiers to maintain order.

Morgans took several reporters with him to shoot from all directions.

On the second floor of the castle, Fike was still enjoying breakfast.

"Fick, do you need to drive them away?"

Clerk Mondor floated in front of the window, frowning and asking.

If this was someone else's fan, he would have shot him long ago.

Tens of thousands of people gathered, which was too noisy.

"Need not."

Fike shook his head and swallowed the sea animal meat in his mouth.

Early in the morning, he ate a lot of fish and meat, which was not very refreshing.

"You go and notify them, and I will go and sign autographs for them later and have them line up."

Glancing out the window, Fike ordered and continued enjoying the food.

Fick is already very experienced in facing fans.

Although he is not a star and does not need fans, since he has fans, it is still good.

"Uh……"

Mondor looked at Fick strangely and was speechless.

Is it necessary to sign autographs for fans?

However, Mondor didn't ask any further questions, floated out of the window, and carried out his orders.

Mom has long said that as long as Fike's demands are not excessive, all of them can be met.

"Kira, there are some fans of ours outside, let's go sign autographs too."

Kidd used his power of seeing and hearing, carefully discerning the voices outside, and smiled.

There was no mistaking the fact that someone was calling his name.

Finally, he, Lord Kidd, also has fans.

Maybe not a lot, but it’s a good sign!

"Ho ho ho ho, I'm taking advantage of Fick!"

Kira also smiled happily, and her eyes under the mask were smiling.

"But I have more fans than you! Kidd."

"What did you say? Kira, I must have more fans!"

"No, no, I heard you right. I definitely have more fans."

"Are you kidding? I will lose to you? We'll see."

Two good brothers got into a heated argument over the number of fans.

After the three of them finished breakfast, they went downstairs and walked out together.

"The strong wind has its way back, Lord Fick belongs to me."

"Lord Fike, I finally see you."

"Ah! I'm so happy, I met Lord Fick."

The screams of mountains and tsunami resounded throughout the island.

They were all chanting Fick's name, and they were so excited that they were crazy.

As for the fans of Kidd and Kira, they were also shouting, but their voices were completely drowned.

The fans under the castle have been divided into several queues and lined up.

Fick fans were divided into three teams, and a long queue formed from the entrance of the castle and stretched to the end of sight.

The combined fans of Kidd and Kira are less than a thousand.

"You see? I have more fans."

Kira smiled proudly at Kidd, already winning.

Maybe it's because Kira didn't show her face, but she really has two more fans than Kidd.

"Humph, it's just a cake island."

Kidd snorted and walked quickly towards his fans.

"Everyone."

Fick floated into the air, allowing all fans to see him.

When Fike spoke, everyone fell silent.

"After the signatures are completed, I invite everyone to have a banquet."

Without saying any more nonsense, Fike just announced the banquet.

A banquet for tens of thousands of people, this should be interesting.

It just so happened that this was at Cake Island, so he didn't have to pay for food or drinks.

"Oh……"

Fick's words made all the fans cheer even more excitedly.

It is a great honor to have a banquet with an idol.

"Mondor, please go and prepare."

Fike was not polite at all and gave the order directly.

"I also want."

"And I also want to drink with the fans."

Kidd and Kira also followed the instructions.

"Uh... well!"

Mondor was completely speechless, but he could only agree.

A banquet for tens of thousands of people and hundreds of millions of beli's gone.

The chess soldiers moved the table and the signing officially began.

Outside the team, the aunt's children and guests were also attracted.

There's nothing I can do about it, it's so loud that it's hard not to notice.

"Hmph, it's really annoying."

Franpe, who was displeased with Fike, couldn't help but snorted. The balloon device she wore allowed her to float in the air.

He held a blowgun in his hand and pointed it at Fick from time to time, as if he wanted to send out hidden arrows.

As the president of the Katakuri Fans Support Association, she knows many fans here.

In the past, these people followed her and worshiped Katakuri brother.

And to say that the person who is most unhappy has to be Brother Ming.

Fick has so many fans, doesn't it start from defeating him?

A momentary fumble made Fick the Kid famous.

"Bah, bah, bah, bah, the limelight is so big!"

"Are you just going to watch him show off and not take care of him?"

Feeling unhappy, Brother Ming started to provoke.

This is Auntie's territory, so of course he can't take action casually.

"JOKER, shut up."

"If you continue to provoke them, I will silence your mouth."

Perospero glanced at Brother Ming coldly and warned.

None of the three generals came. He was worried about his younger brothers and sisters, so he followed them specially to protect them.

Fortunately, he is here, otherwise Ming Ge continues to provoke, and we don’t know what will happen.

Yesterday, he discovered that Brother Ming had evil intentions and wanted to cause trouble today.

"It's scary!"

"The dignified Charlotte family is afraid of just Fick."

Brother Ming shrugged, mocked, and walked away with eight steps.

And what Brother Ming left behind also made the faces of the aunt and her children even more ugly.

Yes, they are the Charlotte family, recognized as the strongest family in the sea.

How could a mere Fike make them so afraid?

"Tch, who's scared?"

Flan Peche made a sound, picked up the blowgun, and fired the flying needle silently.

Brother Ming had a successful smile on his face and stopped.

"Frampe, you...are you really looking for death?"

Perospero's eyes widened and he looked at Fick nervously.

As an intelligence collector for the Charlotte family, he knew how powerful Fick was.

Now, he is really in trouble.

"No! I don't accept crew members now."

Fick was still answering fans' questions with a smile on his face.

A girl who claimed to have excellent navigation skills applied to join his command.

"Ah! Lord Fike, I have very good medical skills. Can you join me?"

The other girl was disappointed and asked more questions.

"Ah... there is a hidden weapon, Sir Fick, be careful."

The girl with excellent navigation skills discovered the flying needle and was shocked.

In a panic, he wanted to block the flying needle for Fick.

"It's a small matter, don't be nervous."

Fick didn't make any move, but the flying needle immediately stopped in the air.

Several fans in front of him breathed a sigh of relief and glared angrily in the direction from which the flying needle came.

"Okay, the fans behind you want to sign autographs!"

Fick's smile continued, and he was not in the mood to look at Brother Ming and others over there.

However, a storm appeared out of thin air, dark clouds gathered in the sky, blocking the sunlight, and the sky became dark.