051 Warm People and Hidden Murderous Banquet
Whiskey Peak, also known as Cactus Island, is a small island full of spherical cactus mountains, surrounding the town in the middle, and the scholar research ship of Arrow and others slowly sailed towards the harbor of Whisky Peak. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
"Well, it's such a big cactus, what is it on it, it doesn't seem to be a thorn." Roger squinted, standing on the bow of the boat with one foot and looking out into the distance.
"Captain, be careful not to fall." Sbakjaba kindly reminded.
"No, no." Roger waved his hand, his eyes narrowed slightly, and said, "Hey, there seem to be a lot of people in the port, what are they doing?" ā
"Be careful, maybe it's an enemy." Arrow reminded, quietly tensing up.
Finally, closer, the research ship sailed into the harbor, and the fog that shrouded the hull gradually dissipated, and at this moment, a deafening cheer reached the ears of Eero and the others.
"Welcome, welcome, warm welcome."
"Guests from afar, welcome to the Great Voyage."
"Welcome to Whiskey Peaks, to our town."
"Mr. Pirates, heroes of the seas, warm welcome."
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To the surprise of Arrow and the others, instead of attacking them, the townspeople on the harbor welcomed them warmly. Seeing this familiar scene, Arrow was even more vigilant, he could be said to be an encyclopedia of the pirate world, in his understanding, Whiskey Peak was a group of bounty hunters dressed as friendly townspeople, deceiving the trust of unsuspecting rookie pirates, and then showing their original fangs after getting drunk at the banquet.
This was the pattern of action of the Baroque Workshop thirty years later, and Arrow thought that he would not encounter it now, but the scene in front of him was exactly the same as he understood, which had to make him wonder.
"Yo, these are really nice people, they actually welcome us so much." Roger said with a smile as he waved his hand to the townsfolk on the side of the road.
"Arrow, relax, these people don't look like enemies at all." Spartjab took two steps closer and put one hand on Arrow's shoulder.
"Hey, are pirates heroes, this is really rare, the Great Voyage is really different." Reilly touched his chin and smiled.
"Look, little Arrow, be happy, the world is not so dark yet." Spark laughed and exhorted.
"Maybe I'm overthinking." Arrow squeezed out a smile and said, although there were still doubts in his heart, but he was not in a hurry to figure it out, their lineup was here, much stronger than the later Straw Hats, and there was no need to be afraid of any conspiracy.
"Happy... Welcome...... Ahem, ahem, ahem, welcome to all of you, my name is Ikalem, and I'm the acting mayor of this whiskey peak. A young man in his twenties with peculiar long pale yellow curls and dressed in typical European royal palace aristocratic attire introduced himself.
Roger: "Ah, I'm Roger, please advise, boy, your hair is really quite characteristic." ā
"Here it is...... Well, this is a town famous for its sake brewing and music, and the Whisky Mountain is our proudest thing to entertain guests, and there are as many sake reserves here as the sea, so why don't you enjoy a nice banquet with us as a snack with your adventures so far? Ikalem invited.
"Oh, okay? Very happily. Roger and Sbuckjaba agreed in unison.
"Let's go together, then." Ikalem made a gesture of please.
"Hmm" Roger, Reilly, and Jabba walked first.
"Then again, Mayor Boy, do you have more whiskey here? I prefer rum to whisky. Roger said.
"Yes, Rum, I'll make sure you have enough to drink." Ikalem replied.
"Really? Then hurry up, feast. Roger's eyes lit up slightly, and he gradually became excited.
Looking at the curly-haired boy who was gradually moving away, Arrow frowned slightly.
"Ikalem, how come? It's really getting more and more confusing? Isn't he supposed to be in the capital of Alabastan, why is he here? Why is it so similar? Could it be that he was born and raised here before, and that makes sense? After seeing this familiar curly-haired man, Arrow's doubts became more and more complicated, and there were too many questions.
"Arrow, what do you want? Sad, do you smile more? Nicole Orvia noticed Arrow's abnormality and trotted two steps to catch up, and her white hand patted Arrow's head on top of it.
"Huh, nothing? Maybe I'm thinking too much, forget it, don't want to think about it, and go to the banquet together. Arrow shook his head, his expression slightly relaxed.
At night, the bright moon hangs high, the vocal music of the whisky peak banquet hall is singing, the sound of various musical instruments playing, the sound of wine in the big wooden wine glass, people's laughter, cheers are mixed together, everything is so peaceful and joyful, there is no abnormality at all, in the eyes of anyone, this is just an exciting banquet, and Arrow is gradually relieved.
"Well, you know? A goldfish as big as an island, and his droppings are like small islands, and I almost thought it was a land landing ......," Spartjaba recounted his experiences as a solo traveler as he drank his wine.
On the other side, Roger and Reilly were drinking with nearly thirty townspeople, and in a short time more than ten people had already drunk. O'Hara's scholars also tearfully told the townsfolk about the history of civilization thousands of years ago.
Arrow leaned back on the table, shaking the wooden wine glass in his hand slightly, watching this scene with a smile on his face.
"Brother Arrow, let's have a drink." Olvia blushed slightly, walked over with a wine glass, and sat down beside Arrow.
"Okay." Arrow raised his glass and touched it, then drank it down.
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The banquet lasted for five hours, and it was almost late at night, and neither Roger, nor Reilly, nor Jabba could drink any more, let alone Arrow, and Kurokas, and scholars such as Olvia collapsed early, completely drunk.
When Arrow and the others fell asleep in the banquet hall, the open space in front of the banquet hall.
"Have a good night's sleep, adventurers, and tonight, the cactus rocks dancing in the moonlight are also beautiful." Akalem said with emotion as he basked in the moonlight with his hands behind his back.
"What a poet, Ikalem." Just then, a deep voice came from behind Ikalem.
Akalem turned around a little stiffly, stared at the man who appeared behind him with wide eyes, and asked in a panic, "Lord Sicuri, why are you here?" ā
"Ikalemyo, don't forget, I'm everywhere, don't do anything too out of line, I'll always watch you." Sicuri turned around suddenly, and the next second, he disappeared again in front of Ikalem's eyes.
A drop of cold sweat slipped down Ikalem's forehead.
"Ikalem, what to do, those pirates." A big man with two knives asked.
"Capture them alive and exchange them for bounties with the Navy Government." Ikalem commanded with a wave of his hand.
"Oh," more than a hundred heavily armed bounty hunters echoed in unison.
"Roar, that's true, there is really no free lunch in the world." On the roof of the banquet hall, Arrow carried the moonlight on his back, looked down at everyone condescendingly, and said lightly: "I'm sorry, they are sleeping soundly, so please don't disturb again." ā
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