When you have nothing to do, you can even spend a lot of money to buy a famous knife that you will never use.
In contrast, all they can do is spend all the remaining money.
Or buy a bottle of wine, sit in the tavern, listen to the energetic boasts of young pirates, reminisce about the past, and then lick up the last drop of wine.
Or go to the flowery Flower Street and use money to exchange for the familiar and exciting eyes in the past, even if those eyes are fake made of money, it doesn't matter.
Until every last penny is spent.
Then wait to die, or struggle again.
For the same pirates, why are their final treatments so different
Maud knew the answer.
It is power, the power to make one's own decisions.
If you want to live better and more freely, you must have the power to reverse the wishes of others.
Especially in a world like this.
Otherwise, you will most likely end up like these blind pirates in front of you.
Maude raised her eyes and looked at several pirates with missing arms and legs blocking the alleyway, holding rusty gap machetes.
His eyes passed over the body that was hollowed out by alcohol and sex, and he felt that the vitality was gone, leaving only eyes full of malice.
Maud silently drew out the dagger.
After walking through a few more lanes, you should be able to leave the residential area.
At the moment when he was being stopped and robbed, Maud was thinking about how many meters he still had left to the block.
Then, before taking action, Maude overheard a conversation.
"The one on my belly... belongs to me."
"I-I only want it below the knees."
"Okay, the rest is mine."
It is rare to encounter such a young and fair boy in a residential area.
The few remaining pirates were so excited that they were trembling slightly when they spoke.
It's just a dagger, what kind of deterrent can it have
If he hadn't exchanged the flintlock gun for wine money earlier, it would have been much easier to kill the boy with one shot.
The future, which is about to be compressed to the brink of death, is like an icy darkness gripping their minds.
It doesn't matter what happens.
As long as I can experience the feeling of having a full meal again.
As long as I can taste the pleasure of the wine sliding over my tongue and throat again.
They couldn't wait, and after confirming the ownership rights, they raised their long swords and slashed at Maud.
It seemed that they had already seen the rekindled future.
Even for one day!
They imagined so.
However, the "prey" in front of him disappeared in vain.
Before his thoughts could catch up, a long-lost coolness came from somewhere in his body.
Got hit
They each fell to the ground, blood pouring from the wounds.
They overestimated themselves and underestimated the threat of Mord.
Awareness of lost hope, awareness of near death.
They wailed.
Mod passed the three pirates and moved forward without any pause.
Considering that he did not want to be splashed with blood, when he took action just now, he deliberately avoided parts with exaggerated bleeding, such as the carotid artery.
This also means that before the blood loss reaches the target, these three pirates who are not worthy of Mod's waste of pen and ink will be close to death bit by bit.
Ignoring the desperate wails coming from behind, Maude walked into a corner and continued to move forward.
This inconsequential episode is nothing more than a microcosm of the world of One Piece.
Although there are still rays of light in these miniatures that are enough to break through the darkness, under the influence of the Great Pirate Age, people are more willing to face the inevitable darkness.
Before truly embracing the world, Maude knew exactly what she should do.
Before you want to gain a foothold, you must first establish yourself.
Becoming stronger as soon as possible is what Mod is trying to do now.
After walking through several crooked alleys, Maude finally walked out of the residential area and came to the broad street under the sun.
The "stench" and "death" that had always been floating in the air were finally dispelled by the bright sunshine.
On the street, pirates carrying weapons came and went, and there was a lot of people and it was quite lively at first glance.
After the auction ended, most of the pirates who were attracted were in no hurry to leave.
Rest and enjoyment are often more important than going to sea.
Furthermore, after the grand event, they could foresee the scene of warships wandering in the open sea.
Because Mad Hatter Town is an area that the Navy cannot intervene at this stage, but it is not a bad idea to cast a net in the open sea to catch miscellaneous fish.
Experienced pirates will try their best to avoid this potential risk.
Maude walked into the crowd and observed the pirates passing by without leaving any trace.
They are basically all powerful men, and there are also female pirates, but there are very few of them, and all of them are as strong as walking bears.
In comparison, the waitresses in the pub were angels.
"Just go to the tavern."
Maude expected to rush back to the weapon shop before evening. Time was limited, so there was no time for wandering around.
Last night, Maude could take advantage of the darkness to jump on the top of the building without the disadvantage of not being able to recognize the destination.
Things were different now. It was really difficult for him to find the pub he went to last night while walking on the street.
But he didn't think about going to the pub where he was last night.
In Mad Hatter Town, pubs are everywhere, in every neighborhood, but they vary in size.
Moving down the street, Maud made her way through the crowd.
When I see a tavern, I immediately slow down.
Don't go in if it's small.
Don't go in if it's a large one but doesn't have many customers.
Just pick and choose and move forward.
Unconsciously, she walked a kilometer or two, but it also allowed Maude to find a tavern that was not small in size and had a lot of customers.
[Tomahawk Tavern]
Maude looked up at the sign with two bloody axes crossed and surrounded by wine bottles, then pushed open the door of the tavern and walked in.
About half an hour after Mod entered the Tomahawk Tavern, the carefully dressed wolf rat also came to the gate of the Tomahawk Tavern.
Wolf Rat looked at the door of the tavern, then took out a small mirror and looked at it.
Looking at his "handsome" self in the mirror, Wolf Rat whispered intoxicatedly: "It's not in vain that I took a bath for more than an hour."
Immediately, he tried to force out a kind and approachable smile.
He's so handsome and so kind, isn't it a piece of cake to make friends
Wolf Rat nodded with satisfaction, then put away the mirror, opened the bar door and walked in, completely unaware of the strange looks from several pirates not far away.
"What a wretched guy."
One of the pirates gave a sincere comment on Wolf Rat's smile just now.
Chapter 38 Everyone has their own agenda
The tavern was noisy and noisy, almost full of people, and even the seats in front of the semi-circular bar were packed without leaving any gaps.
It's evident that the business is good.
After going around, there are only a few inconspicuous seats adjacent to the corners.
Maude was sitting on one of the seats, and on the small round table in front of her were the rum and appetizers that the waiter had just brought.
He did not touch the food and wine, but listened intently to the noisy chatter around him.
"I heard something happened at last night's auction?"
"What, you don't know?"
"I drank too much last night. If I hadn't heard other people talking on the way here, I really wouldn't have known about this. What exactly happened?"
"It is said that the trouble was caused by several gangs trying to snatch the Devil Fruit. After all, it is a Devil Fruit. Who wouldn't want it?"
"Oh, was it taken away?"
"No, the guys who started the rebellion were all killed by the gangsters, and the Devil Fruit was also eaten by the gangster Becky who bought it with money."
"Tsk, what's the transaction amount?"
"I heard it was more than one billion, but I don't know if it's true or not."
"Chi—"
The sound of gasping for air.
"So many? If I had more than a billion, how could I go anywhere in the world?"
"Idiot, if you had that much money, I would be the first to rob you."
"What did you say?"
Bang.
The sound of a wooden wine glass hitting the table hard.
Immediately afterwards, there was the dull sound of fists coming and going, hitting the face and body.
After a disagreement, the exchange of fists began, which can be described as a man's unique romance.
Maude looked away and thought silently: "Gangster Becky? Is he also in Mad Hatter Town? But there is no information about him in Sunny's book. Did he come here specifically to get the Devil Fruit? "
"It turns out that he ate the Devil Fruit at this point in time."
Information about Becky and the Devil Fruit's abilities suddenly came to mind.
Listening to the Devil Fruit incident that most people around him were talking about, and learning about the reputation and status of the gangster Becky, Maude had no idea about him in a short time.
It is hard to imagine that a man with such status and power would choose to go to sea in the end.
All I can say is that everyone has their own ambitions.
"Did that fishman slave run away in the end?"
At the wine table not far from Mod, several pirates were talking about fish-man slaves.
Maud couldn't help but follow the voice and looked at the guests at that table.
"He didn't run away. He died in the alley. I heard he was killed by an undertaker."
"Mortician? Why, now the mortician's business scope has been extended to fish-man corpses?"
"I don't know about that. Besides, when the people at the auction house found the fishman's body, the body was missing many parts."
"That is to say...?"
"Hey, don't take things seriously if they can be spread everywhere. I also said that the fishman slave was killed by a prostitute. Do you believe it?"
"Hahaha, drink and drink."