One Piece: My Villain Identity Has Been Exposed

Chapter 24 What to do if you don’t have a brain?

Sherlock and Wrightson were taken to the tree house of the Tata tribe by Kom and others.

This is a tropical rain forest, the trees are scattered high and low, and the branches are luxuriant. Many exquisite wooden houses have been built on these big trees.

Tata people in straw skirts live in every wooden house.

Their skin is darker, their facial features are relatively flat, their palms and soles are large, and they can move through the trees powerfully.

Seeing a visitor coming, all the Tata people poked their heads out of the tree house and looked at Sherlock and Wrightson curiously, still speaking a language that was completely unfamiliar to Sherlock.

“What are they talking about?”

Wrightson asked.

Kemu sighed helplessly and translated: “They say you are ugly, as ugly as I am.”

Wrightson scratched his red exploded head: “Just let me say, why is my elder brother ugly? My eldest brother is considered a handsome man like this.”

Kemu smiled and said: “The Tata people regard black as their beauty. The darker the sun, the more beautiful they are. The whiter the skin, the uglier they feel.”

Sherlock nodded slightly, he didn’t care about it.

The patriarch ordered the people to prepare a sumptuous dinner, and invited Sherlock and Wrightson to dinner.

At night, birds and insects sing.

The Tata people set up a bonfire and danced beside the bonfire while enjoying food.

When Sherlock was full, the patriarch continued:

“%￥%#”

Sherlock looked at Kemu, who drank some Tata homemade fruit wine, his face and nose were flushed.

He took a gap and translated: “The patriarch said, ask the hero to help kill the Titan.”

“why?”

Sherlock asked, holding up a glass of fruit wine.

“The patriarch said that as long as the Titan sees humans, he will arrest them and brutally kill them.”

Kom picked up a chicken leg and gnawed a few more bites. “Thanks to you, I am willing to come up with so much meat to entertain you. I have been here for 3 months and have eaten vegetables for 3 months.”

“This is what the patriarch said?”

Wrightson asked curiously.

Kom touched his round belly: “I said this myself.”

“If the patriarch answers me a few questions, I can consider helping you.”

Sherlock leaned on a sofa made of tropical cotton, and the dark-skinned girl poured wine on him.

Feeling itching under her feet, Sherlock glanced at the girl, who was teasing herself with the soles of her big feet.

Houston’s face… really messes with me everywhere… Sherlock shook his hand and rejected the girl’s kindness.

After hearing Kom’s translation, the patriarch spoke for a long time.

Kerm looked sideways at Sherlock:

“Titan was picked up and raised by a human being when he was a child. He was a mysterious person who came to the island inexplicably like you. Therefore, he was very kind when he saw people before, and even thought he was a human being and got along well with humans. good.”

“Titan also often helps people who are in shipwreck.”

“Later the mysterious man left, and the Titan met another Titan. They fell in love and formed a family.”

“Titan’s wife had a difficult childbirth and left, leaving only Titan and its children.”

“Just six months ago, someone stole Titan’s child.”

“Titan searched the entire island and couldn’t find its children, but found what humans left in its cave.”

“After that, it began to hate humans.”

“Every time it sees a human being, it will brutally kill it.”

“The patriarch said that the Titan is living in a very painful life, and only you can help it and kill it to make it return to heaven and be redeemed.”

Wrightson clenched his fists: “Damn it, who caught the Titan’s child?”

Sherlock frowned slightly: “What was found in the Titan Cave?”

The patriarch walked into the tree house and searched for a long time before he came out with a yellowed leaflet.

It reads impressively:

The minimum amount of the basic price for the sale of human beings {sales objects are criminals and nationals of non-World government participating countries}.

The above list includes the price ranges of humans, small humans, mink, hand chiefs, murlocs, merfolks, giants, etc.

Sherlock frowned: “Black market population trade.”

“Damn it!”

Wrightson gritted his teeth: “It’s traffickers, don’t let grandpa catch these traffickers!”

“You are wrong, it is not black market trade, it is legal.”

Red Nose Kom said, pushed his black-rimmed glasses, and pointed to the official seal of the World government on the flyer.

“Because these people do not belong to the World government and are not protected by law, their business is legal, and the government will not control it at all, and even publicly sell some combat-worthy slaves, such as existences like Titans, which can definitely be bought. To a good price.”

The patriarch took a sip of dry smoke, spit out a thick smoke ring, and said:

“%…￥”

Kom’s translation: “So it’s impossible for the Titan to find his own child. In addition, it can’t leave the island. There is the body of his wife on the island. Even if it is buried, the Titans are all treasures. , As soon as it leaves, its wife is likely to be exhumed.”

“There is also a legend that Titan is the patron saint of the mountain, so it will never leave the mountain and enter the sea.”

“Titan can only use murder to relieve its pain, but its heart is crying and bleeding.”

“Patriarch, I beg you to kill it and let it free.”

Kom wiped his tears and said.

Wrightson also cried to tears. He took Sherlock’s hand: “Brother, we have to help it, it’s too miserable.”

The patriarch nodded and asked Kemu to continue translating: “The patriarch said, as long as you are willing to help, he is willing to let the darkest girl of the Tata clan accompany you overnight, and will also deliver the sweetest fruit wine and the most delicious wild pork.”

“It’s not necessary.”

Sherlock immediately rejected the patriarch’s kindness, and then asked, “I just want to know why the people on this island are not affected by Conqueror’s Haki.”

After listening to Wrightson’s translation, the patriarch knelt down, crawled on the ground, and patted the dirt.

Wrightson said puzzledly: “Soil?”

Sherlock shook his head: “There is a special magnetic mine under this island, which can shield Conqueror’s Haki.”

Kerm gave Sherlock a thumbs up: “I haven’t translated, you know.”

“I have another question, where are my boat and the other crew members?”

Sherlock asked.

Kerm conveyed his words to the patriarch, who shook his head.

Sherlock put down the cider: “Since the patriarch is not sincere, then we don’t have to talk about it.”

The patriarch was stunned, and continued to ask Kemu to translate: “We really don’t know.”

Sherlock looked at Kerm’s black-rimmed glasses, nodded slightly, stood up, and held Wrightson: “Let’s go.”

“and many more.”

Kemu was anxious, “said the patriarch, there is something to discuss.”

“Where are my ship and crew?”

Sherlock asked again.

Kom swallowed: “It is indeed in the Tata clan, but how can you be so sure that we know?”