[One Piece] The White Wolf of the Red Foss

Sooner or later, you will encounter such a thing after entering the great route. Even the Roger Pirates had a regular black market merchant. Unfortunately, the merchant Shanks was familiar with died shortly after Roger’s death. .

The Reid does need a black market dealer, or a reliable ally to sell the loot, but whether this person will be Yana needs more discussion.

As Yana said, her current situation can be described as walking on thin ice. It is not that the Reid made her fortune by relying on her, but that she gained a firm foothold in the black market by relying on the Reid.

When thinking, Beckman always lit a cigarette habitually. The captain's cabin was not big and was soon enveloped in smoke.

"I respect the captain's opinion." Akales said, turned and left the captain's room.

Shanks watched him leave, then shrugged, leaned back on the chair, crossed his fingers and looked at Jesus and Lackey, "What's your opinion?"

"I also respect the captain's opinion." Lackey didn't care about these things, and immediately repeated Akales' words after hearing the words.

"The woman's identity is doubtful, we can't believe her one-sided story." Jesus preached: "Just like what Beckman said, assuming what she said is true, will she have the ability to gain a foothold in the black market?"

"What kind of place is the black market? There are all kinds of people. She is a noble lady. Even if her uncle helps her, at most she won't be swallowed by people."

"I think she's quite powerful," Alston retorted. "If you have the courage to go out to find us, you can already see that she is different from the noble lady."

"It's good to have courage, but there are many brave people in the sea," Greilla said, "The Reid is not a shelter."

Several people couldn't stop arguing, and in the end it was up to Shanks and Beckman's decision. At this time, Beckman was also smoking a cigarette, looking at the red-haired captain.

"Hmm..." Shanks stroked his chin and thought for a while, then asked, "Beckman, are there any goods on the ship that need to be cashed out?"

Beckman was taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect Shanks to ask this, then he thought of the captain's intentions, immediately thought about the spoils on the ship, and said: "It is true that some stocks have not been realized, and the paddle boat we encountered today , and gave us several boxes of gold and silverware.”

"Forget about the few boxes of gold and silver wares, keep those, sort out the rest, and give the noble lady a list. If you pass the assessment, we can consider long-term cooperation."

"Okay," Beckman nodded, and said again: "Are you sure we want to liquidate those boxes of gold and silverware? Things of unknown period may cause trouble."

"No, no, those don't cash out, don't tell anyone what you got on the paddle boat... tell the people on the boat."

When the boxes of gold and silverware were moved back, the rescued people had already been taken to the infirmary. As long as no one told them, they would not know.

Shanks suddenly thought of something, bent slightly and took out the harvested supply records and the captain's log from the drawer under the table.

A total of three books were brought back, and the other book of poems that I couldn't understand should have been taken away by Akales.

Shanks handed the supply record to Beckman and motioned everyone to go and have a look.

The material supply record is very simple, what month and day, what islands they went to, how much Bailey spent, and what materials they bought.

"There are a few charts inside. Let's look at the supply records of the island according to the name of the island." Shanks reminded.

On the deck, the pirates were fishing, drinking, and basking in the sun, but no matter how they tried to hide it, they couldn't hide the eyes they secretly looked at the noble lady.

There were no female crew members on the Reid, who knows how the captain took them when he took them in, and the group of men wailed about it.

Now there is finally a woman, she is pretty good looking, she is a noble lady with elegance in her gestures, anyone will take a second look.

Miss Yana's delicate body was hidden in the coarse cloth clothes, the slightly larger neckline revealed a large piece of snow-white skin, and the black hair flowed to the side. At this moment, the woman's delicate hands were holding a wet rag, vigorously wiping the deck.

And the two men who were rescued with her were also helping with the work.

The poor noble lady shouldered the life of the whole family after her father was imprisoned. Her mother who only had fun and her ten-year-old sister just cried and left a lot of mess to her.

So she had to find a way to make money, and the black market was the fastest way she could think of to make money.

She knelt directly on the ground, wiped the deck, shifted her gaze from the back of her red hands to her snow-white chest, which was half exposed, and then looked up at the figure at the bow.

The fragility in her eyes was put away, Yana grabbed the collar with one hand, and continued with the previous action.

[When will you understand my sincerity, maybe you have never seen me, my goddess, my eternal Onifel...]

[Today's storm makes me fascinated by you again, your protection makes me intoxicated, I long for favor and attention...]

Akales sat on the bow and patiently flipped through a few pages. The love poems were handwritten, and the words and sentences were random and inexplicable, like a fanatical believer expressing his loyalty to his god incoherently.

And every love poem is inseparable from Onifel, the sea and the storm.

The Goddess of Water, Onifel, is the least understood god in Akales. There are countless dangers and monsters in the ocean of that world, and almost no one sets foot in it, so the Water God is not as popular as other elemental gods. sought after.

He quickly flipped through the collection of love poems, and there was nothing caught in the pages, but he was not discouraged, because the cover of this book was double-layered.

Carefully tearing off the glued book cover, Akales got a piece of white paper about the size of the palm of his hand.

A complicated magic circle was drawn with a blue pen on the white paper, exactly the same as the one on the floor of the captain's cabin.

Summon the magic circle of the goddess of water?Akales had some guesses, but how could the magic circle spread to this world?

"What do you see?" Shanks asked with a smile.

"According to the speed of the previous paddle boat, it is impossible to reach the next island in fifteen days on the great route, not to mention the distance between the two islands...even the current boat is impossible." Beckman was a little surprised.

"But in fact, it's been fifteen days. It's a miracle." Lackey shouted exaggeratedly, "It's impossible to run in a straight line all the time!"

"They only bought supplies for sixteen days, so they know their speed." Alston shook his head and denied himself, "Impossible, no matter how many people there are, the paddle boat is still a paddle boat. It’s impossible to paddle non-stop.”

"This is the problem." Shanks snapped his fingers, "You are all my most trusted brothers, and I will not hide some things from you."

He talked about the collection of love poems, and then said: "I don't want this to be known by others, so I will check privately... Is there any other world in the legend."