Pirates: Rush to the Peak

"nun!??"

Katakuri recognized Carmelo's appearance. Except for being a little dishevelled, his looks were exactly the same as in the photo.

"Katakuri, I'm your mother!"

Carmelo's expression was excited, and her tone was filled with fake affection. When Kuro heard her voice, the corners of his mouth immediately curled up.

"You're really gross."

Katakuri frowned and his pupils trembled slightly.

"What are you talking about? Who are you and why do you possess the power of the Soul-Soul Fruit?"

Looking at the bits of soul energy emerging from Carmelo's body, Katakuri felt very familiar with it. Every time Big Mom drained the life of her enemy, this energy was floating on her body.

"Katakuri, I really am your mother."

Carmelo held the fence with both hands and spoke seriously.

Katakuri turned around and looked at Kuro inquiringly.

Kuro curled his lips when he saw it.

"You should know what Big Mom's fruit ability is."

"Mom is the user of the Soul-Soul Fruit."

"Then do you know how she got the Soul-Soul Fruit?"

"Mom didn't say that, but Long Bread once told us that Mom accidentally gained the power of the Soul-Soul Fruit. Does this have anything to do with her?"

Katakuri looked puzzled.

"Of course it's related. The guy in front of you is the previous owner of the Soul-Soul Fruit, the nun. No, Yamaba Carmelo."

"Strictly speaking, she has always been the owner of the Soul-Soul Fruit, and Big Mom is just a puppet controlled by her ability user."

"What did you say!"

Katakuri's eyes widened and he turned to look at Carmelo in shock.

"How is this possible? Didn't the nun die a long time ago?"

Carmelo felt a little guilty when Katakuri stared at her, but she didn't show it and continued to put on a hypocritical expression of pity.

"Katakuri, don't listen to his nonsense. It was the Blood Blade that caused Mom to become what she is now. He killed me and brought me here. I don't know why I became a nun."

"Haha, you still dare to be so stubborn."

"Snapped!"

Kuro raised his hand and swung it, a blast of energy knocked Carmelo away, and Carmelo's body instantly became ethereal, and energy immediately descended from the cell to sustain her body.

"Blood Blade, wait a minute!"

Katakuri tried to stop it but it was too late.

"Katakuri, I used to admire you very much. Both your character and your ability are excellent, but now it seems that you have no brains."

"Now all of your lives are in my hands. Do you think I have any reason to lie to you?"

In response to Kuro's words, Katakuri frowned, not knowing who to believe. Kuro ignored him and waved his hand, and the consciousness of both of them returned to their bodies.

Katakuri suddenly felt weak, it was the seastone that was causing the problem.

"Originally, I wanted to let you know why Big Mom is always so violent, but it seems that I was meddling too much."

After saying that, Kuro turned around and walked away, not stopping even when Katakuri called him from behind.

Walking onto the deck, Enelu rubbed his left ear.

"Brother, that guy is still as noisy as ever."

"Let's block out the sounds on the ship first, so that the guy can calm down and digest the news he got today."

Kuro walked to the door of the cab and leaned over to look inside.

"Ryan, how long will it take us to get there?"

"Based on the current wind speed and the power of the engine, we will probably reach the outer sea of ​​Wan Guo in half a day."

"Try to speed up as much as possible and sort out the affairs of Wan Guo as soon as possible, so that others won't come to share the cake."

"I got it Captain."

After talking to Ryan, Kuro walked into the cabin. Since there was still half a day left, he could take a nap to regain some energy.

On a small island west of the Banquet Island, the escape boat that Festa was on docked. Festa stood up and fled to the island in a panic.

There is an entrance to a cave deep in the island. This is a secret base built by Fiesta. No one has been here before, so even Wang Zhi didn’t know it existed.

"Ha~ha~"

Festa ran to the cave entrance, leaned exhausted against the rocks, slid to the ground, and gasped for breath.

To escape from the Banquet Island, he rowed desperately and almost broke the two oars on the escape boat.

"Blood Blade, you damned bastard!"

The appearance of Kuro made Festa's plan to become king bankrupt. Festa now feels furious whenever he thinks of Kuro's face.

He was so angry that he punched the stone, and he screamed in pain again.

The man who was sleeping in the cave was awakened by the noise outside the cave. He opened his eyes hazily and looked at the parrot who was still sleeping on the shelf beside him.

"This fellow is still guarding the house. I'm afraid he won't wake up even if someone touches his face."

The man turned over and got out of bed. He walked to the shelf and kicked it over with his leg. The parrot was pinned underneath the shelf and it took a lot of effort to break free.

"Ah! Are you sick? Why are you not sleeping in the middle of the day?"

The parrot was flying in the air, flapping its wings and speaking in a very angry tone. It was dreaming about getting married but was kicked awake by him.

"What should I do? Someone's coming outside! Get ready!"

The man grabbed his clothes from the chair and walked out of the room in annoyance. The parrot made an international friendly gesture behind him.

"Dry!"

The parrot finally felt relieved and flew out of the room, flapping its wings.

After resting enough on the ground, Festa slowly stood up and walked into the cave. When he reached the gate of the secret base, he suddenly stopped.

"There shouldn't be any wild animals on this island, so how could there be such a thick claw mark? And there's also such a big gap. Damn it, I hope the things inside won't be damaged."

Festa looked at the big gap in the door and immediately became anxious. He crawled into the gap and walked carefully towards the storage room.

As Festa turned a corner, a dagger was suddenly placed across his neck.

"Calm down! I mean no harm!"

Festa raised his hands and shouted loudly.

The man walked out from the shadows at the corner and looked Festa up and down.

"Celebration Master?"

"you know me?"

"Of course we know each other."

The man smiled and put away the dagger in his hand.

"you are?"

Festa was confused, as he didn't remember knowing the man in front of him.

"Osta Baiot, a businessman who buys and sells intelligence."

"Baot, this name sounds so familiar."

After Baot finished speaking, Festa thought for a moment and suddenly widened his eyes.

"You were the one who sold the news that I had the Raftel Permanent Pointer!"

"Ahahahaha, of course I'll sell it if someone wants to buy it."

"You bastard!"

As Fiesta was about to punch, Baot raised the dagger in his hand and put it directly to his throat. The tip of the knife pierced his skin, and Fiesta immediately calmed down.

"You bastard, do you know that all my efforts over the years have been wasted because of your news?"

"It's none of my business. I'm just selling the information I know. As for other people's losses, it has nothing to do with me."

"You bastard."

Festa was furious, but he couldn't do anything to Baot because there was a dagger at his neck.

"But I'm curious, why are you here? What? Is that martial arts competition over?"

"Humph, it's over, everything is over!"

Festa thought the other party was mocking him and immediately responded unhappily.

"Who is the champion? Who got the permanent pointer of Raftel?"

Baot asked anxiously, wanting to earn another commission from this information.

"Are you really an information dealer? How can the information be so inaccurate?"

Festa was full of suspicion about him. It had been a while since the martial arts tournament ended, and even Big Mom was killed by Bloody Blade, but this guy was still asking who the champion was.

"Wait a minute, how long has it been since the fighting meeting?"

"It's been at least two weeks. What are you doing?"

"Damn it! I overslept again!"

Hearing that so much time had passed, Baot immediately felt regretful. At this time, the parrot flew in from the corridor.

"Where's the enemy? Let me kill him!"

"An enemy! Did you know that you slept with me again this time?"

"Impossible, I haven't slept a wink these days."

"How dare you say you didn't close your eyes!"

Baot pounced over and started wrestling with the parrot. Seeing this, Festa quietly retreated back. As he just turned the corner, a ray of light shot into the stone wall in front of him.

"Now that you're here, don't leave. Tell me what happened these days?"

Baot walked over angrily and grabbed Festa's neck. Festa wanted to struggle, but suddenly felt a huge force coming and Festa fell unconscious.

Baot glanced up and down at Festa, and suddenly saw the leather box containing the permanent pointer hanging around his waist.

"What is this? Isn't this Raftel's permanent pointer?"

Baot took the leather box, opened it and smiled with surprise.