"Well, then, I'm going to town, Mom."

A gentle voice responded to the worried old woman.

A woman who is nearly forty years old must have been quite an outstanding beauty when she was young, even if the years and hard work took away her most beautiful time as a woman, this gentle woman did not become a cynical shrew, let alone change because of poverty.

As the morning light cleared, the town began to be covered in shadows from the rock walls, and the days approaching winter were not easy, and the town became more and more damp and cold when it could not be blessed by the sun.

Therefore, although she was very worried about Kailin, who had a big belly, the old woman also thought that it would be much better for her to let her go to a sunny city than to stay in the town.

Placing a clean white handkerchief over a basket, Kailin brought up the fluffy bread she was going to sell today. With a gentle look, she glanced at the back room with some concern, and set off amid her mother's uninterrupted instructions.

The kid ...... It doesn't matter.

Already, it's been half a month. The child didn't say a word, and he didn't move every day except for eating, sleeping, and going to the toilet. No matter how much Kaylin and Tykes showed their kindness, it was as insurmountable as if they were facing a piece of ice.

They could see that the child was not a fool who could not speak and think, and they could see that his body, weakened by the injury, was agitated. But he didn't say anything, stubbornly refusing to rely on anyone. And this kind of awkward emotions of a child at this age, Tykes and Kailin, who once had a child, couldn't understand it better. It is because of this understanding that they are more worried about this child.

Wren was indeed agitated now, and his injuries had improved, but in such a poor town, there was nothing good to replenish his weak body. The only meat served was the fish that was occasionally served on the Tykes table...... And Wren, who avoids fish like a snake and scorpion, almost collapsed when he faced Tykes's enthusiastic holding of the steamed fish in front of him.

My goal is a great voyage! Even if it wasn't for that big secret treasure, he shouldn't waste his time in a small remote place like the East China Sea!

However, no matter what kind of ambition and ambition you have, your dreams and ambitions. Wren is now just a rice worm living in this poor home.

By noon, even though he was covered in the shadow of the huge rock wall, the old man Moos, who had dug a channel in the field all morning, was sweating profusely. In the years when the wealthy family enjoyed the blessings, Moose still had to work hard in the fields. Fortunately, his body is very strong, and he can still persist in doing farm work.

Repeating the shovel with his shovel, but he was only a quarter of the way through, and thinking that there was still a long way to go, Moose stopped a little tiredly and prepared to rest for a while.

At the moment when he inadvertently turned around, Moose looked at Wren who was standing behind him in a daze!

Dressed in a large, ill-fitting blue and white cloth robe, Wren held a wooden cup full of rum and a basket containing black bread and a few pieces of dried meat.

Seeing this outfit, Moose instantly understood, and the old man, who had few words, calmly looked at this young man who had not been out for a long time.

"The old woman told you to send it."

Kicks Wren out of bed on the pretext of drying the sheets, and then stuffs the old man's lunch to Wren and asks him to bring it over. It's just that the old woman wants the child to go out to exercise, and often stay at home, even if the injury can be healed, it will get worse.

Nodding, Wren set aside the rum and food and looked at the channel Moose had dug with a hint of curiosity.

"That's the irrigation canal, and a while ago there was a bunch of pirates, who were blown up by gunpowder while fighting the soldiers in the city."

Wiping his sweat with a towel hanging around his neck, the silent Moose said. It was a small wave of pirates who had recently come to the country, and although they did not harm the townspeople, they were met by soldiers who happened to come to the town to demand taxes. The two sides went to war without saying a word, and it was not known whose gunpowder fell on Moos's field, and it immediately blew up the originally good channel.

Neither the pirates who were killed nor the soldiers in the city would have come to compensate Moose for his losses, and it took a long time to fill in the blasted land in the fields.

Wren looked at the long canal with a little curiosity, in fact, even if Moose told him it was an irrigation canal, he didn't know what it was. There was no such thing as farmland in the ice field where he lived, and no one in his family was involved in the menial labor of farming. Therefore, seeing for the first time what the field is like and the so-called planting also gave Wren a little more insight.

"Do you want to try it, my back hurts."

What do you do when a sweaty old man stares at you blankly with that flattened frog face?

Although he disdained this kind of menial labor, and was unwilling to touch the dirty shovel with his dirty hands, Wren still took the shovel handed by Moose with the thought of a little kindness.

Even an old man can do a job, even if he is not in a very good state now, Wren does not think that he will encounter much difficulty.

With this intention in mind, Wren picked up a shovel of slight weight and shoveled it down against the channel that Moose had already dug.

However, something unexpected happened, although a small amount of soil was shoveled, but the amount of work was the same as if it were not. The hard texture coming from the tip of the shovel made Wren feel uncomfortable.

(so hard...... ）

After just a few shovels, Wren was sweating profusely on his forehead. If he is strong, he can destroy the terrain in this area even with brute force. However, he was weak at the moment, and he almost ran out of strength just by swinging a shovel. In the eyes of Moos, who was drinking from a wooden cup on the side, Wren was just knocking on the ground for a while.

Even though Wren understands that this is because it is approaching winter, the constant cold wind not only slows down people's movements, but also makes the soil more and more solid. However, even after knowing this, the sweaty Wren still waved the shovel without a head. Even though he knew that something might be wrong with his digging action, he was still unconvinced and continued.

Moose still had the same expressionless and calm face, he took the shovel from Wren's hand, stuck it into the ground, raised his foot and stepped on the shovel, and pressed it down hard. It is very easy to dig through the hard soil with the help of the principle of levers.

Moose, who had made a demonstration, handed the shovel to Wren again, and his expressionless face seemed to tell Wren that brute force alone would not work.

Frowning, Wren didn't like the feeling of being taught, even if he was wrong. However, there is merit in this, and following Moose's movements, Wren quickly got the hang of it.

In this way, in the dim field, the busy figures of an old and a young are constantly overlapping here. One digs the soil, and the other cleans the soil behind him. This is a very ordinary scene, but the old woman who came to pick them up nodded with satisfaction.

"Ahh

At the same time, the town of Rogue is tens of kilometers away.

Unlike the town of Rednans, which is covered in shadows and cold, this town that recently executed One Piece is strangely lively!

The air is still so hot, maybe it's because a steady stream of people have become pirates, admiring or passing by here! The town that began and ended is no longer at peace, and even the navy stationed here has been repelled by a constant tide of pirates!

Unlike the small islands that were looted and destroyed along the way, Rogue Town did not stage any over-the-top tragedy, as civilians were largely fine as long as they hid in their homes, and the pirates who logged in were unusually unwanted. Although it was quite a rampant move to repel the garrison navy, everyone was ready to retreat to avoid retaliation from the navy.

Although this town is not as peaceful as it once was, it has not been destroyed directly like other islands, and the reason is that there are too many old monsters living in seclusion in this town. In addition, a pirate group is not a good stubble, and the mutual containment has created an overly fragile balance today.

This is the era of the pirates, people forged farm tools into swords because of a sentence, ripped off the cloak of hypocrisy, and turned into beasts with beautiful dreams!

In the bar called [Giant's Remains], there are all kinds of people!

The barkeeper in a blue sailor's turban meticulously wipes down his beloved collectible, an excessively large human skull! Turning a blind eye to the pirates who had turned the bar into a miasma, even if the two pirates who were drinking at each other's friends one moment and the next moment slammed their bottles at both heads, the calm boss still didn't take it seriously.

Someone laughed and didn't know what they were shouting because they were drunk.

Someone brought in the looting woman, causing a huge commotion of hormones in the room.

Someone sucks the pleasurable ** and ascends to the throne of the One Piece in an illusion!

The smell of alcohol, the smell of hormones, the aroma of **, the smoke of tobacco, the stench of someone**. This bar for pirates is a veritable cave at this moment!

And no matter how much these indecent subordinates toss, no one has the courage to go up to the space on the second floor.

Not only because the tall man guarding the staircase was the executioner of the eight million Baileys on the bounty, but also because all of them were the minions of the big men upstairs.

"Really, why don't you let that garbage stay in the cabin? Look, it's a miasma here, and that Wallis guy is going to blackmail us a lot. I finally know why that guy is willing to entertain us at his precious bar. ”

"Don't say that, it's too cruel to let a bunch of young men with good blood huddle in a cramped cabin. These cute little fools are all good children who work hard for us~ Today there is wine and today is drunk~ There is nothing more important than this moment~"

"That's all for the boring pleasantries, it's almost time to leave Rogue Town. You've gone too far, and you've slaughtered all the navy there. In any case, that is also the face of the world government, and they are bound to kill it back. ”

"Fart! It's obviously you who did it first! Yours kill the most when you rush in! ”

"Ahh We didn't get together today to quarrel~ We're quite interested in your proposal, it's almost time to implement our plan, dear ......"

"Captain John."

There was an absolutely unfriendly voice in the dimly lit room, where more than seven pirate leaders were gathered. It's unbelievable that these guys, who were more dangerous than one in the past, can stand up to gather together at this moment.

Everything was a secret letter brought to them by the man's messenger a month ago. It was precisely because of the man with rum on his back in front of them that they would gather in this Rogue town with their respective people.

"Hiccup~"

Captain John, who has long purple wavy hair, burps an extremely bad wine in the murderous gaze of everyone!

In the dimly lit room, a drunken Captain John laughed and looked up at the ruthless people he had gathered. To the notorious group of pirate leaders, the young captain said in an unkind tone.

"Who the fuck turned off the lights?!"