Pirate's Doom Follows

Chapter 90 Untitled
South China Sea.

In December, the severe winter has arrived.

The Fulkus drifted forward with the cold wind on the sea.

"It's all said and done, ah! Atlas, get up, get up, go catch your fish... that Hill... forget it, Aimo, you will replace me This guy!"

"Eh~? Brother Leo, I can't do it anymore, I'm not very good at playing..."

"It's very simple, I'll teach you..."

The innocent girl was unfortunately involved in the fight at the poker table. She listened to Leo's explanation of the gameplay and rules, and joined the poker game with blinking eyes.

Another 10 minutes passed.

Leo threw a large handful of cards back on the table, and let out a deep sigh while holding his head.

"I'm furious!!!"

"Hahaha! Brother, it's hard work for you now, and I'll leave the clothes for the next month to you." Tilith clapped her hands, smiling brightly, her long hair dangling non-stop. Obviously, the victory at the poker table made the girl very happy.

Agnes picked up the coffee and took a sip, mockingly said: "Well! Men are single-celled organisms, and their brains are not brains but muscles. This kind of intellectual game is not suitable for you."

"You're right, I see."

Leo sighed weakly, his shoulders collapsed, and he lay on the table with a face of pain.

I am so unwilling to lose!
On the opposite side, Titi and Agnes have a good understanding of each other, and they can easily communicate with each other, but here Leo's No. [-] teammate Atlas is absent-minded, thinking about winter fishing-I really don't know how to fish in cold weather. The unreliable No. [-] teammate was replaced by No. [-] teammate Aimo.

Compared with No. [-], No. [-] teammate obviously worked harder. Unfortunately, after all, he was young and inexperienced. When he met Titi and Agnes, he knew that he was a good partner at the poker table. It's not enough to watch, Leo can't fight alone, his fists can't beat four hands, he held on for a long time, and finally he was defeated unwillingly.

Teammates are really unreliable!
"That... this... Brother Leo, I'm sorry, it's all my fault..."

The little girl blushed and lowered her head, not daring to look directly at Leo, her heart was full of guilt.

"Ahh! Aimo, this has nothing to do with you, it's not your fault, there's no need to apologize." Leo squeezed out a smile in an instant, calming down the girl who was about to cry with guilt,

Although he was very unwilling, he couldn't do such a shameless thing as blaming the loss on the little girl.

At worst, washing clothes for a month, this kind of punishment is not painful at all, it's just a little extra to make the game more fun.

Half-believing, but finally holding back her tears, Aimo went back to her room, closed the door to develop the ability to practice Devil Fruits, and Titi, who was having fun, was wrapped in a thick quilt and twisted over the restaurant like a caterpillar. Back and forth, during daily exercise, Agnes sat by the stove with a cup of coffee, and read a medical book on her knees.

Looking left and right, he found that there was no place he could get his hands on. Leo wanted to go to the kitchen to help Hill, but he was ruthlessly kicked out. He looked down on his culinary skills trained in CP9. Well, unless he had to, Leo himself usually doesn't eat the food he cooks.

It's not that his craftsmanship is so bad, it's just that the food he makes is not bad, but it's definitely not good. If you really want to describe it in words, the food he makes lacks soul. If you use one word to describe it, it's It was bland, and he could kill a man who could kill both the sour and sweet taste of tomato. Hill was amazed by Leo's strange talent for a long time.

Leo strolled out of the cabin, saw Atlas sitting cross-legged on the bow of the hound boat and fishing with a pole, and leaned over.

The sun in winter is like a sick and weak old man. The sun falls on the body but can’t feel a trace of warmth. The cold wind that blows incessantly takes away the heat from the person’s body. The chill to the bone reminds people that winter time has How hard it is, people who go out can't wait to hold the stove in their arms, so as to resist the bitter frost and snow.

Atlas sitting on the bow of the hound boat is like a granite statue, giving people a sense of indestructibility, which cannot be shaken by wind, frost, rain and snow.

"How is it, Atlas?"

"The wind is a bit strong today, and the smell of the bait has been blown away."

What Atlas fished was not ordinary fish, but sea kings. The bait was frozen meat weighing more than ten kilograms, which was hung at a distance of about half a meter from the sea surface, luring the gluttonous sea kings to take the bait.

"oh, I see!"

Leo slid down slowly, leaning against the railing, with his back facing the sea, resting his head on the log and looking at the pirate flag on the top of the mast. The skull with the bird-of-paradise flower crown revealed a hideous beauty.

Pirates!
A year ago, he was wearing a black suit with the World Government logo on his face, and now he is still habitually dressed in shirts and trousers. However, the photo on the arrest warrant tells Leo that he is already a pirate. Well, although the days of becoming a pirate are not as sad as imagined.

Maybe it's because I don't have the many conveniences of being a government employee, and I have to face the endless pursuit of the navy. Honestly speaking, life on board is not very comfortable... However, there is no Spanda in my ears Because of the noisy noise of that idiot, I don't have to help high-ranking officials and nobles clean their asses to solve those disgusting things. This kind of life is actually not bad!
It is a pirate, but Titi is quite principled. After landing on the island, she first collects information, and then targets nobles, wealthy businessmen, and high-ranking officials. She robs the rich and does not help the poor. All the money would be spent lavishly in a bustling town, before the navy arrived.

Very happy, very chic life-although the life on the boat is not very comfortable!

"Well... that's it!"

Leo narrowed his eyes, raised the corners of his lips, and felt a warm and soft feeling in his heart. Although he was not very satisfied with the life on the boat——but life is such a thing with flaws, contentment is always happy, contentment is always happy!
Of course, one cannot be content with power.

Not having enough strength to deal with the navy and other pirates is not enough. He has a deep understanding of the cruelty of this world and the ruthlessness of the sea. The weak are not qualified to decide their own lives, only the strong can control their own destiny.

"Brother, I saw the island."

Atlas' shouts buzzed into the earlobe.

"It's finally here!"

Leo turned over and stood up, squinted his eyes and looked into the distance, and after a few seconds, he faintly saw a small black shadow appearing between the sea and the sky.

Soon, as the Fulkus moved forward, the shadow continued to expand, gradually revealing the true face to the eyes of every visiting traveler.

The town of Bamol, here we come.

(End of this chapter)