Pirate: My shadow can hang up

Chapter 106 Melting Man Buck, Zanpakutō

Lucky fruits.

This is a fruit full of infinite possibilities.

It may bring a lot of luck and smooth sailing to those with abilities, but there are also some flaws.

For example, you need to absorb other people's luck in advance and use it for your own use. This is temporary and cannot last too long.

What Moria is thinking about now is who would be better off eating this fruit.

The first thing to consider was Horsman, but I always felt that it would be a burden after eating it. Moreover, if all the high-end combat power on the ship were ability users, the disadvantages would be too great, and launching it into the water would become a problem.

After thinking about it, I found that only the original eater is more suitable.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

"Master, we have been brought here."

A strange voice sounded outside a room in the castle.

"Well, bring her in." Moria put the fruit of luck that he was examining in his hand on the table and said.

"Squeak!"

The door was pushed open, and a zombie with a bat body and a mouse head flew in, followed by a woman, Baccarat.

After the bat rat brought the person, he closed the door and flew away.

Moria looked at Baccarat for a while, and felt that it matched the character in his mind surprisingly well, except for two guns and a pirate hat.

Not just long, wavy red hair.

Baccarat said respectfully: "Master..."

"Sit down and talk." Moria pointed to a location and said three words lightly.

Baccarat did not sit down, but stood a little stiffly. Some of her thoughts were still in the slave stage.

Seeing that the other party was not sitting down, Moriah did not force himself and asked directly: "How do you feel about this period of time? How do I treat you?"

Moria looked like a leader caring for his subordinates.

"In the past, my pursuit was to live forever in the place where we were imprisoned and never be bought by others. Now... I can't imagine it at all..."

Baccarat said slowly: "In addition, the master is also very good to me, and it also far exceeds my expectations."

Moria nodded with satisfaction, and then asked: "Then what can you do to me?"

Before he finished speaking, Moria looked directly into Baccarat's eyes, trying to see what the other person was thinking, but his eyes widened the next moment.

The clothes fell to the ground, and the arms were stretched across the chest, a little dazzling.

Moriah's mind went blank for a moment. What kind of drama was this?

"I will never be able to repay Master's kindness in this life, if I don't dislike it..." Baccarat hesitated. .

"Put your clothes on."

"I still..." Baccarat wanted to explain something.

Moriah had already looked away, with a serious tone in his voice: "I asked you to put on your clothes. Didn't you even listen to my words?"

When Baccarat saw Moria's serious expression, she was immediately frightened. She seemed to have got the wrong meaning.

Moria touched his nose, and he passed the test in no time.

Just listen to Moriah continue in a serious tone: "What I don't need is a mindless walking corpse. Then I have many, and I don't need to live as the shadow of others. What I need is an independent individual, do you understand?"

Baccarat lowered his head, like a child being scolded for doing something wrong.

"If you want to be a complete person and do things for me, just eat this thing. If you find it difficult, I won't force you."

Moria placed the Fruit of Luck in the palm of her hand and waited quietly for Baccarat's answer.

Staring at the fruit of luck, Baccarat strode forward, then held it in his hand and wolfed it down.

Although the taste of Devil Fruit was very perverted, she felt like eating candy without even frowning.

Moria nodded, quite satisfied with Baccarat's performance.

Not long after eating the devil fruit here, Happy Town has arrived.

When everyone landed on the island, they found that the changes were not great, and there were no traces of battle.

"Is this what you mean by pirates occupying this town?" Moria turned to Wolf and asked, why does it feel like this town is still so quiet and peaceful.

"Don't be fooled by the surface of things. We just haven't seen the crisis in the dark. Maybe this place will be destroyed at this moment..." Wolfe even started preaching.

The streets are still very lively, with circus performances, vegetables, fruits, abalone and sea cucumbers for sale, and weapons shops are also open as usual.

The only strange thing is that there seem to be fewer eye-catching guys.

Outside the weapons store, Moriah looked at the things inside through the glass.

The main ones are some knives and guns, which look very well made, either inlaid with gems or plated with gold.

"Which one did the customer like?" the owner of the weapon shop asked with a smile on his face.

Moria glanced around and found that the things here were good-looking but a bit expensive. Some of the items had price tags, and the cheapest one was three million.

"This... and this, take these two out and let me take a look." Moria pointed to the two more expensive guns in the window.

"Okay, wait a moment.

The shopkeeper hurriedly took the gun and handed it to Moriah.

These are two ordinary flintlock pistols. They are made of ivory and have golden patterns on them. They look quite good.

"How about giving these two guns a try?" Moria handed the gun to Bacara. Compared with other weapons, guns and the like are more suitable for transporting fruits.

Baccarat took the two flintlock guns, and Moriah asked the shopkeeper, "Can I test fire them?"

"Of course." The shop owner smiled and made a gesture of invitation.

Moria pointed to the entrance sign of the tavern not far away: "Well, just shoot there."

"Bang! Bang!"

Two gunshots were fired, and the mark remained motionless without any change. Moria nodded with satisfaction: "I want these two guns. How much do they cost?"

The gun is a good gun, but the person who shoots it is a bit useless.

Others were a little confused as to how such a guy could become a cadre. It simply refreshed their understanding of food.

"The total is eleven million, I'll just charge you ten million."

This gun is really not cheap.

"That's it." Moria paid the money and left.

Finally, the shopkeeper finished counting the money, and his smile became brighter: "Come on, welcome to visit us next time!"

She also bought a pirate hat for Bacara to wear. Moriah named one of the guns in her hand "Shoot" and the other "Ah".

Miss Fortune, for sure.

Somewhere on the island, in a room, a group of pirates were talking.

These were the members of the Buck Pirates. Not only that, there were also some women kidnapped from the island. Their eyes were confused at the moment, as if they were drunk.

"Captain, why don't we stop going to the Grand Line? It's good to be in a small place like this." One of the pirates said.