Bloody Hand Massacre in Pirate Dungeon

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"Huh? You don't even have a record pointer?"

Zhepu looked at Kazan with a look of surprise. It is unbelievable that a pirate group of this level doesn't even have a record pointer.

Most pirates, as long as they are not too reckless, know to prepare a record pointer before entering the great route.

Buy from the end islands of the four seas, snatch from the ships returning from the great voyage, trade from the underground world... All in all, it is not difficult to obtain a record pointer.

"..."

Everyone in the monster family was a little embarrassed about this.

The first is Kazan. It stands to reason that he should not forget this matter, but he forgot.

The second is Robin. Based on her experience, she is very clear about recording pointers, but... she forgot.

The last is Perona, this girl doesn't know anything, so don't blame her, but as a navigator of the monster pirates, she still feels a little embarrassed.

"Hahahaha... use mine, it's useless for me to keep it."

While drinking the secret fruit wine made by the Chef Pirates, Kulocas took off a recording pointer on his wrist. He didn't hesitate in his hand, but his eyes were full of nostalgia.

Kazan took it with both hands, and stared at the record pointer carefully. It is very old, but it does not affect the use effect.

This record pointer was given to him by the navigator Spark Jabba on the Oro Jackson.

"Let's make a bet, and give the important thing to the person you think is Joey Boy, and we each bet on the future of this world."

This was a joke that Jabba Spark was playing with the others on the boat, but no one paid much attention to it.

But when he met someone he wanted to bet on, this joke quietly surfaced in his mind.

That boy Shanks put his left arm and straw hat on a child from the East China Sea... I'll put it on you...

Kulocas took a sip of the fruit wine. He knew whether Kazan would be Joey Boy, but he believed that this guy would definitely stand at the top of the world in the future.

Therefore, Kulokas gave Kazan and Reiju the record pointer that accompanied them all the way from Mount Upside Down to the Chambord Islands and the medical records that he condensed his life's experience.

Let's look at the results in the future.

Kulocas watched quietly, watching Kazan tie the record pointer to Perona's forearm depressed because Perona's wrist was too small.

Shanks bet his future on a child, and Krokas bet his past on Kazan.

What is the vision of the guardian of the Twin Gorges Lighthouse and the gatekeeper of the Great Airway? We will not know until later.

However, I don't know how Kulokas will feel when he knows that the person who bet on Shanks is Kazan's apprentice, maybe he will have a sense of superiority over Shanks?

It shouldn't be so childish.

"Haha, now we have the record pointer, we can set off."

Kazan looked at the record pointer on Perona's arm. It was quite beautiful, and it matched the lovely Perona very well.

"Well...the great route has seven routes, which one are you ready to take?"

"Uh...no, this one, it's up to my Pepe to decide."

Kazan really didn't know which way to go, so Perona, who was pulled past him, was left to his navigator to decide.

"Hmm.. Oni-chan~"

Perona was a little uneasy. Is it really okay for her to decide such an important matter... Will there be any problems?

"Brother believes in Pepe's judgment."

Kazan gently rubbed Perona's little head with his ghostly hand, encouraging Perona to show confidence that no matter what the situation was, he would stand in the front anyway.

"Hmm! Then...the one on the far left!"

Perona was encouraged by Kazan the most, and she was full of confidence immediately. She raised her eyes to look at her brother, but she saw Kazan's ghostly hand.

Then there was a flash of inspiration in my head, and I decided in my heart, so I took the path on the far left.

Because my brother's ghost hand is the left hand.

"Okay! Then let's take the one on the far left."

Kazan didn't ask why Perona chose this road, anyway, just go on, no matter which road will eventually reach the Chambord Islands.

"The one on the far left..."

Kulocas was stunned for a while, pinched his chin and thought for a while, hesitated but didn't speak in the end.

He remembered that there was a group of pirates who went that way before. It was not an ordinary pirate group, and the captain was also a domineering little guy.

It is said to come from...the North Sea.

Maybe this is fate.

The overlord color and the owner of the overlord color can't help but attract each other, and then...fight, but they admire each other very much.

"Are you planning to go?"

At this time, Zhepu came from the side, and there was Monet behind him.

In the past few days, Monet has been learning cooking skills from Zhepu. Because he admires Kazan very much, he taught him everything. Monet can be regarded as half of Zhepu's apprentice.

If Zhepu meets Sanji when he returns to East China Sea, then Monet will be Sanji's senior sister.

"Well, you are planning to go too."

Kazan looked at Zhepu and nodded. Although this is also a group of 'real pirates', Kazan doesn't hate them.

Kazan doesn't care about close relatives. The Chef Pirates are already friends of their monster family, so he doesn't care what they are.

This is the same as the Sun Pirates, Nagli at the non-deterministic terminal, and the Red Hair Pirates.

"Before we leave... there is something I would like to ask for your help."

"No problem, you said."

Kazan agreed to Zhepu's request without hesitation, and he was wondering how to repay Zhepu's teaching to Monet.

"I hope . . . to recognize the gap between us and the great route."

Zapp took off his long chef's hat, and with his feet slightly apart, he took a fighting stance against Kazan.

Kazan, as the legendary "existence that the pirates of the great route fear", Zhepu wants to see the gap with the pirates of the great route through the gap with Kazan.

"...All right."

Kazan reluctantly agreed. He could see Zhepu's strength at a glance. At most, he was slightly stronger than Tika. Kazan really didn't want to fight at all, but for Monet's sake , he had to do it himself.

Kazan pulled out his two sabers with both hands, showing great respect to Zhepu.

Seeing that Kazan was ready to draw his knife, Zhepu kicked him directly with a flying kick.

In Zhepu's eyes, Kazan shook his body slightly, the knife was already on his neck in a trance, and traces of blood flowed down the blade to the ground.

"Actually...I don't recommend you to enter the great route."