The Most Wasteful Fruit Among Pirates Chapter 93

Small Kingdom, Antwerp, a seaside port town.

Being a 'non-affiliated country' can gain a foothold in this world, not only because this country is located in the northernmost part of the North Sea, where there are few pirates, but also because of the series of forts on the port.

But today, the streets and alleys of the town are decorated with lights and festoons, it should be some kind of celebration.

The adults walked with the wind and greeted each other happily. While kids don't know what their parents mean by 'Dragon Slaying Day', who wouldn't be happy to get more snacks?

In the center of the town stands a rather luxurious four-story mansion.

Compared with the dilapidated and small houses next to it, this building, which has only been built for two years, is brand new, magnificent, and full of 'style' that does not belong to ordinary people.

This is also a matter of course, because the 'prototype' of this building originally belonged to the nobles among the nobles, the residence of the Tianlong people!

Because of the "Dragon Slaying Day" once a year, the "heroes" of the entire town gather together. Without entering the mansion, the black carriages parked outside give people a strong sense of depression.

Passing civilians saw those well-dressed 'heroes' who jumped out of the carriage. As well as the soldiers surrounding them with flintlock guns, they all lowered their heads away with complicated eyes.

Because it was a grand festival, the interior of the mansion was magnificently decorated, dumb attendants and maids with thick hands and feet came and went, laughter and drinking sounded one after another.

"Our 'Dragon Slaying Heroes' have arrived!"

Amidst a burst of noise, several men with red faces, waists folded, and suits and ties strode in.

"welcome-"

Under the leadership of the mayor, the people in the hall clapped their hands cracklingly.

It's a pity that the applause was messy, and the faces of those 'servants' and 'maids' were full of perfunctory that couldn't be concealed.

"Hahaha, the mayor is the hero, we just made a little effort."

Several dog-like men held up the red wine and complimented each other with the mayor of the town. They were all heroes who attacked the Tianlong people on the "Dragon Slaying Day", so they should enjoy the treatment of heroes.

Relying on the treasures confiscated from the Draconian's lair, the 'heroes' purchased a large number of weapons, opened factories, acquired land, built mansions, and hired servants...

In just a few years, they have become the appearance of the people they once angrily denounced.

"Hey, I heard you got a top-quality woman?"

"Hehehe, you are the one who is well informed. I spent a lot of money to buy it from pirates... ahem, and rescued the poor man. However, I heard later that the woman was once the daughter of a noble family."

Holding the red wine, the sanctimonious 'hero' smiled.

"This is not acceptable. If she is not given some 'punishment', how does this kind of noble woman know what suffering in the world is?"

"That makes sense. Can I just stand by during the 'punishment'?"

"...This, okay!"

Thinking of the merchant ship under the opponent's command, which is in charge of the transportation of goods from his own factory, this 'hero' gritted his teeth with difficulty.

"Naughty hey hey, that's the deal."

There is nothing new under the sun. When the so-called "heroes" get weapons, money, and power far beyond ordinary people, what will happen to them is a lot in the history books.

Just as the scene was full of joy and harmony, there was a sudden commotion outside the hall.

"what happened?"

The mayor of the small town frowned. He knew that there was so much discord among these 'heroes' because of business, that it had even reached the point of using swords and guns.

But he couldn't tolerate that on the annual 'Dragon Slaying Day', how many small groups would dare not give him face and make trouble at this time?

Without the mayor's orders, soldiers with flintlock guns strode out towards the door immediately.

Soon, two soldiers with flintlock guns dragged a blind old man in, one on the left and the other on the right.

"Oh, so it's old Mogrilin."

The mayor's face softened a little. This old man is a 'hero' who once angrily scolded the Tianlong people with them, so he should be treated decently.

"Give old Moglin a chair, and wine..."

"I don't sit, and I don't need wine!"

There were only two black holes left in the eyes of the old man with a cane, and the eye sockets were full of torn wounds.

He used to be a slave, not because he owed money or for any reason, but simply because he was born in a 'non-member country'.

Therefore, the pirate who was captured by the slave was captured and sold to the Tianlong people, and the Tianlong people just gouged out his eyes for 'fun'.

"I came today to ask about this year's 'subsidy'."

"Why wasn't it issued?"

The so-called 'subsidy' refers to the money collected from the Tianlong people.

It was originally agreed that it would be distributed to the townspeople every year to improve their lives, but from the full amount in the first year to the halving in the second year, there was no money in the third year...

The blind old man called "Old Moglin" looked around, and the black "eyes" made the "heroes" in the hall subconsciously tilt their heads.

"The 'subsidy' or something... is gone."

"Town construction, defense against pirates, these are very expensive—"

"That's tens of billions of Baileys!!"

The mayor's words were interrupted by the angry old blind man, which made the faces of many 'heroes' present turn pale. What tens of billions of Baileys, they only took "mere" billions of Baileys.

Billions per person, no problem.

"Old man, where did the tens of billions come from?"

"A blind man, what did you see, dare to bark here?"

Many 'heroes' glared at their former 'partners' with murderous intent. If it weren't for 'Dragon Slaying Day' today, they would have made this old guy suffer a lot.

At the same time, the noise outside suddenly increased, as if everyone was shouting, mixed with the sound of a rumbling 'salute', which made everyone present even more impatient.

What are these mud legs called?

They were the ones who killed the Celestial Dragons...

"Okay, don't want to be respectable? Then don't blame us—"

"Throw him out!"

As the mayor waved his hand impatiently, the blind old man was grabbed by the arms by two young men with flintlock guns on their backs, and they were pulled outward like pigs.

When they came to the door, the two young men threw it hard.

Boom!

The blind old man was thrown flying, and his back hit the concrete floor so hard that he almost lost his breath.

"Old man, your crutch."

Amidst the 'hustle and bustle' of the festival, a calm voice approached, and then the old blind man on the ground was caught, and at the same time a familiar crutch was stuffed into his hand.

"Thank you, thank you..."

Does this voice sound familiar?

"Fufufufu, Rosie, why don't you go back to the boat and leave it to me here?"

At this time, another voice sounded, making the old blind man shudder uncontrollably.

"Need not,"

A calm voice answered,

"This is our 'past', so naturally we have to face it together."

Amidst the sound of stomping footsteps, two voices walked towards the bustling mansion ahead. And behind them, with a 'pop', the crutch in the old blind man's hand fell to the dust again, and his whole body trembled like sifting chaff.

It's him!

It's them!

Those two brothers are back? !

Draconian—

"No...it's not good!"

In the noisy hall, many 'heroes' suppressed their unhappiness just now and started talking about 'major national affairs' again, when a stumbling young soldier rushed in, his face full of horror.

"Kill...Kill...Yes...Yes..."

what the hell?

Hearing the killing, the faces of the 'heroes' in the hall were ugly.

Although they wished that the old blind man would die, wouldn't it be embarrassing for them to kill him on the 'Dragon Slaying Day'...and at the door of the mayor's house?

"What did you do—?!"

Just when the mayor was about to reprimand his subordinates, two teenagers in feather coats walked in.

Both of them have blond hair, one wears red sunglasses, a suit and tie, and a pink feather coat; the other carries a samurai sword with a flame pattern, wears casual clothes, and wears a black feather coat.

And most importantly, in the other hand of the boy in the black coat holding a samurai sword, he held a human head.

The moment he saw that head, the mayor's eyes were tearing apart!

Because that is his son.

The youngest son who commands the soldiers outside the mansion so that the 'heroes' in the hall are not disturbed by the untouchables.

"asshole-"

With a roar, the mayor waved his hands.

"Give it to me!"

People who came here were 'not easy to mess with', but the soldiers who had been 'trained' by the mayor with Bailey still rushed forward reflexively, and at the same time untied the flintlock guns behind their backs, aiming at the opposite -

What about people?

The other party was already standing behind them, their black feather coat fluttering like a dead crow.

The "scenery" in the eyes of the ten-meter-old soldier who had just rushed up suddenly flew high, spun around, and fell to the ground with a slap.

what happened? !

The head on the ground blinked, and saw the headless corpse next to Yes holding a flintlock gun, with blood gushing from its neck.

This is my identity...

Darkness overwhelmed their consciousness, and gushing blood stained the hall a festive red.

"Fufufu, where are you going?"

Stretching out their fingers and hooking, several 'heroes' who saw the situation was not good, turned around and retreated quietly, trembling, their bodies froze in place as if they no longer belonged to them.

"Who are you...?"

"If you want money, I can give it to you! As much as you want..."

"Young man, don't be impulsive! This is the mayor's house, and there will be a large number of soldiers outside—"

Tread Tread,

At this moment, several soldiers wearing white shawls, black combat uniforms with the '66' mark on them, wearing sunglasses and earmuffs, and holding new-style flintlock guns trotted in and saluted the two teenagers.

"Lord Rosindi,"

"Lord Doflamingo,"

"This town has been completely controlled, please instruct on the next action."

"Thanks for your hard work,"

Rosie, who was wearing a black feather coat, turned around and nodded to the Vinsmoke soldiers.

Although the Don Quixote family is strong, it is easy for Pika who controls the rock to destroy the fort, Pique who sneaks into the dock to destroy the warship, and others to kill the guards, but it is unrealistic to control tens of thousands of people in a town.

too few people,

And the elite soldiers of the Vinsmoke family can easily do this job.

"Gather all the people in the square,"

Rossi gave an order, and these soldiers immediately moved into action, gathering everyone in the entire 'Antwerp' towards the town square.

In front of these elite soldiers, whether they were in the cellar or attic, whether they were fleeing or hiding at home, they were all caught out and driven to the square under the threat of lead bullets.

Chapter end