It was already noon, and there were no customers in the tavern, which seemed very deserted.

Della sat alone at the wine table, eating lunch.

Hearing the creaking sound coming from the stairs, he said casually without raising his head:

"Why are you down so late? The food is almost cold."

Hearing this, Nuo Lan reached out and touched his belly.

I was busy preparing before crossing over, and I didn’t have time to eat yet.

I didn't feel anything at first, but when the other person mentioned it, I did feel a little hungry.

Without any restraint, he walked straight to Dai La's table and sat down.

It's still an ordinary home-cooked dish, but it looks very appetizing.

A small pot of fragrant mashed potatoes, a sea fish grilled to a brown surface, a bowl of steaming broth, and a pile of green vegetables of unknown types.

It is much more exquisite than the big pot dishes at Shun Nian Kendo Hall.

Della glanced at Nuolan who was engrossed in eating in front of her. She seemed to have noticed something and couldn't help but frowned.

"Why do you look so energetic compared to yesterday?"

Nuolan's heart skipped a beat, but her facial expression did not change, and she just looked quite casual.

"Oh, maybe it's because I took a shower just now, so I look a little fresher." Afraid that the other party would deepen his suspicion, he added: "I was locked up in a pirate ship a while ago and basically couldn't sleep.

If you have a good rest, you will naturally feel energetic."

Della looked at the other party suspiciously, but did not look into it further, and just nodded slightly.

"That's right." As if she remembered something, she took out a stack of banknotes from her arms, put it on the table and pushed it in front of Nolan.

"This is your tip from yesterday." Della raised her hand and shook the wine glass, and the red crystal wine swayed gently. "In the future, you can just keep the tips you receive. You don't need to give them to me."

"OK, thanks."

Naturally, Nuolan had no reason to refuse. With a flick of her hand, she put the banknotes back into her trouser pocket.

There is about more than a thousand beli, which adds up to a considerable amount of income in a month.

"Boss, I'm going out for a while."

With a full stomach, he wiped his mouth, stood up and said.

"Just remember to come back before the business opens in the evening."

Dara waved her hands.

Pushing open the half-opened door of the tavern, he could not help but squint his eyes in the dazzling midday sun.

Trying to remember the location he had recorded in his mind, he identified the direction from left to right.

"It should be this way."

Nuolan was a little unsure, but not distressed.

After all, the place he was looking for was not a secret place.

When the time comes, ask passers-by along the way, and you will most likely be able to get there, but it will only take a while at most.

He shook his head, not intending to waste any more time.

He wandered into the crowd of people on the street.

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The surging waves kept washing over the wooden rafters, splashing countless fine waves.

The sound of seabirds singing from afar echoed leisurely, contrasting with a few slow-moving clouds in the blue sky, making it appear extraordinarily distant and spacious.

It was noon, and it was very cold on the pier of Red Whale Town.

Fishermen go out early and return late. In order to catch the fish, most of the time they have lunch on the fishing boat and rarely return to the port at noon.

Red Whale Town is located on a small island in remote waters. There are very few pirates nearby, which have been ravaging the sea like locusts in recent years, let alone merchant ships transporting goods.

As a result, except for fishermen who go out to sea and return to the port in the early morning and evening, there are almost no other ships docking at the pier.

But compared to the past, today seems a little different.

"Bang!"

A metal anchor covered with reddish brown rust spots fell into the sea, and a dark iron chain as thick as an adult's thigh penetrated into the sea along the waves.

Zhila——

Just like the noise made by the tires and the road when a car brakes, the dry sound of wooden objects rubbing against each other comes from the sea.

A medium-sized wooden boat slowly stopped.

There's nothing special about it.

Apart from the two metal cannons mounted on the side of the deck, the only thing worth noting is the somewhat ferocious-looking lion-headed prow with its mouth open.

"Hurry up! Try to replenish supplies before dark!"

A tall, thin man who looked like a leader was standing on the deck, giving orders loudly.

He was neatly dressed, with cold eyes and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his nose.

He looks like a nobleman living a respectable life in the city.

Looking ahead at the crew members who were suppressing their excitement and jumping off the deck one by one, Eugene couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Not a businessman, not an adventurer.

Their identities are pirates.

As the captain of the "Lion's Fang Pirates" with a bounty of up to five million Baileys, Eugene was in a very bad mood at this time.

After setting off from the East China Sea half a year ago, they had a smooth journey.

Not only did they intercept several merchant ships carrying large amounts of cargo, but they also plundered three or four small towns along the way, earning quite a lot of money.

Eugene didn't have much interest in the title "One Piece" or the so-called "one piece".

What he really pursues is not those illusory things, but something more practical.

For example, the dozens of boxes of gold and silver jewelry currently piled in the ship's storage room, or the miserable cries of civilians before they die.

Eugene couldn't help but have a sinister smile on his face.

He knows what he is after.

This is also the reason why they have delayed entering the Great Sea Route and stayed in the East China Sea.

Standing on the deck, he looked forward.

There are the vague outlines of the town's buildings and the tiny ant-like figures of the townspeople.

I secretly thought it was a pity.

If it weren't for the naval base on the other side of the island, this kind of peaceful and peaceful town with no ability to resist would be the most suitable for them.

Although Eugene believed in his strength, he was still afraid of those difficult navymen.

Those sailors who have received formal training and strict discipline have already seen its power, and they are afraid to avoid it along the way.

If it weren't for the shortage of supplies on the ship, dozens of people would starve to death on the ship if he didn't find a place to supply supplies. If he had only ten more courages, he wouldn't dare to stay here.

It is indeed a last resort situation now.

Before approaching, Eugene gave the crew a death order:

"Don't cause trouble! Once the supplies are complete, go to sea immediately!"

Now he just hopes that these brats, who are used to being wild, can handle things more clearly and stop causing trouble for him.

While thinking about it, a tall black-haired young man walked leisurely on the road in front of the pier.

Eugene's eyes glanced at the other party subconsciously, and then his eyes paused.

Unlike other civilians in the town, this young man seemed to have a strange sense of detachment.

Just like a pebble mixed in the sand, it seems to be in a group, but in fact it can be picked out with just a flick.

"Captain, it's time for us to disembark."

Next to him, the voice from the crew brought him back to reality.

He retracted his gaze from the distance and rubbed his sore eyes.
Chapter completed!