The blood of the pirate

"Wait a minute, you need to pay an entry fee to enter the city." A serious-looking man said.

"Entry fee?" Ross asked doubtfully.

"That's right, this is the territory of the Whitebeard Pirates, so there are rules. The entrance fee is one of the rules."

"So how much is the entrance fee?"

"Well, are you pirates?"

"Yes."

"The entrance fee for pirates is two thousand Baileys per person. In addition, you must register the information of your pirate group. Oh, by the way, if you conduct transactions in the city and sell goods, you need to pay Two tiers of fees.”

"Two thousand Baileys alone, it's too dark at night, and the money from the sale has to be paid to two levels, isn't it too dark?" Winnie said incredulously.

You know, the white-bearded cadres they met on Ice Tao Island before were not so dark.

"Hey, that's just for pirates. After all, pirates rely on robbery to obtain funds. If they are merchants, we don't have such a policy. Okay, do you want to enter the city?" The man said impatiently.

"Of course you can enter the city. This is our entrance fee." Ross smiled and handed him a bag.

They had made a lot of money on Pearl Island before, and now they were back to the time when they had no shortage of money.

"Okay, let's register. What is the name of your pirate group and who is the captain."

"Blood Eagle Pirates, Captain Ross."

"Ross, I know..."

"Ross!" The man reacted, looked at Ross and others, and said quickly: "Are you Blood Eagle Ross? The Shichibukai who defeated two Yonko Regiments on Pearl Island?"

"Yes." Ross nodded.

"Go and talk to the captain." The man said to a person on the side.

"it is good."

At this time, the man returned Ross's wallet and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Ross, I didn't know it was you before. Keep this money."

Ross: "???"

What happened? When did you become so proud?

"This is?"

"It's like this. You helped us on Ice Peach Island before, so Dad told us to treat you with courtesy."

"That's right." Ross understood.

"Jesse, the captain is here!"

Just when they were thinking of this, a shout suddenly came from the city gate not far away. Everyone turned to look, only to see that the team member who had just been sent to report the news had turned back, and behind him, there was also a foot soldier. There was a tall figure of more than three meters, looking over with slightly squinted eyes.

This man looks to be in his early forties, already about the age of an uncle. He has a pair of eye-catching curved beards, a top hat, a blue-purple cloak behind him, and two hanging ropes hanging from his waist. A long sword with a broad handle.

"Foil Bista!" Winnie exclaimed.

"Is he famous?" Casey asked.

"What are you talking about? He is the captain of Whitebeard's fifth division and a great swordsman known as the foil swordsman." Winnie said.

"A great swordsman? I'm really looking forward to fighting him." Ross said with a smile.

Bista came to the city gate, saw Ross, and hurriedly came over and said, "You must be Blood Eagle Ross. Thank you very much for your help last time."

"It's a small thing, just a little effort."

Bista laughed heartily: "That also helped us. Since you have come to our territory this time, we must entertain you well. It is not very convenient to talk here. You probably haven't had lunch yet. , how about I treat you to a restaurant in the city and have a good drink?"

"Trouble." Ross accepted his kindness.

Accompanied by Bista, the group entered the city gate unimpeded, passed through several bustling streets, and arrived at a multi-story barbecue restaurant.

The owner of this restaurant is an old friend of Bista. Far from being afraid of this large group of pirates swarming into the restaurant, he instead took the initiative to prepare tea and chatted with Bistaros and others in a relaxed and natural manner. As we started chatting, we soon determined all the dishes we needed. After sighing at everyone's appetite, we laughed and turned back to the kitchen to tell the chef to prepare.

Enelu and others observed this scene thoughtfully.

Ross smiled and said: "Don't be surprised. This is also the territory of the Four Emperors. The Four Emperors will protect this place very strictly. It is normal for the residents here to be like this."

"No, these are just Dad's thoughts. Dad hopes that the treatment of civilians will be better, so that's why." Bista said with a smile.

"Anyway, these people live very happily here." Ross said with a smile, looking at the smiles on these people's faces.

"Hahaha, by the way, Brother Ross, are you interested in joining the Whitebeard Pirates?" Bista asked.

"Why do you ask?" Ross was a little confused.

"After seeing what you did on Pearl Island, dad wanted you to become the captain of the second division." Bista went directly to the topic.

"Captain of the Second Division."

"Yes, no one has been appointed to this position. Dad sees your active performance and thinks you are qualified. So what do you think?"

"Of course I refuse. I have my own pirate group, Bista." Rose doesn't want to be anyone's vassal, he is himself.

"That's really a pity, but this is indeed your style, but it's still a pity that I can't fight side by side with you." Bista said with some regret.

"Haha, eat and eat."

"Okay, eat."

After lunch, the officers of the Blood Eagle Pirates split up and carried out the procurement plan according to Ross' previous instructions.

The people from the Whitebeard Pirates volunteered to help the Blood Eagle Pirates with directions. After all, they were the local gangsters here, so it would be easier to buy things.

Rose and Bista came to a training ground.

Speaking of which, Rose's reputation as a great swordsman in the world is not great. The reason why Bista wanted to challenge him was because he heard about Rose's sword skills when he saved the man, so he challenged him.

Ross agreed easily to this. He had the same views as Bista in this regard. At their level, it was really not easy to find a great swordsman of the same level to compete with. thing.

Wait until they stand up at the training ground.

Ross looked at Bista: "Swordsmen are fighting, be careful."

Bista didn't care, he laughed while twirling his beard, and then tightened the two swords at his waist, "This is natural, Sir Ross, please."

Rose admired him very much and would definitely repay him well.

He gently placed his hand on the hilt of the sword and began to gather his energy.

The two sides began a competition of momentum.

The training ground was silent. No one on either side made a move. They were all looking for the opportunity to do something.