In the crew room below deck, the little girl curled up wrapped in a thin white cloth shivered even in the cabin.

Everything that could be used on this ship was swept away by the original villagers, and not even a piece of paper was left, let alone a bedding. Fortunately, the ship has been out of the climate range of Winter Island since yesterday and has begun to move towards the normal climate of the sea, so it is not too cold.

The little girl, Shirley, clung to the wrapping cloth that had been used to hold the food, and broke out in a cold sweat as if she had a nightmare. In fact, it is impossible for any child who is adrift on the sea alone, except for those who are born heartless, to sleep well in a strange place.

The ship, which had been guarded for three months, was dirty, full of snow and dust, so that the poor little girl was completely called upon by the hateful fellow as a laborer who did not need money. Yesterday, just cleaning the captain's bedroom all day turned Shirley into a little flower face, and she was busy until there was no light at night, and then she had a chance to rest.

And that hateful young man, the captain who didn't even know his name, except for the occasional helmsman to control the direction of the ship, had been sitting on the head of the dolphin in the bow of the boat, looking at the sea and the distance that had not changed in the slightest, and he didn't know what to see!

Half of the little girl's nightmares were the hateful pirate who hit people at every turn, just like now, when she unconsciously cursed the young man while she slept, the cold-faced young man stood in front of her bed.

"Do you want to ...... Sleep until when! ”

When the little girl with a big bag on her head and an aggrieved face started her busy cleaning day, Wren sat alone in the captain's room, looking at the distant sea outside the door in a daze.

Although most of the necessary things were snatched from Netherul's village, many of the daily necessities and necessities were still idle, and the cannons in the bow and the several cannons on the side of the hull were completely ornamental, not to mention not a single cannonball, and Wren did not feel that he had any use for them.

The biggest takeaway from the village is undoubtedly a record pointer and two permanent pointers.

The directions pointed by the two permanent pointers are [Magnetic Drum Island] and [Kingdom of Alabastan], which are probably from the previous three pirates. But let's be honest, it doesn't matter where Wren goes.

Because he has no idea what the hell these two places are!

The Great Voyage was the devil's domain until Roger conquered it, and no one had the life to know its geography and how many islands it was. The charts of the great voyages are simply a treasure that is hard to find for people in the four seas, and they are still priceless. The aborigines who lived in the great sea route also had few people with complete charts, and it was extremely difficult to communicate between islands, such as the endless emergence of sea kings, and even more so the unpredictable climatic disasters.

Many pirates go to the islands blindly, and it is precisely because of this that it is called adventure!

Wren was not from the Four Seas, but he was born in the New World and had no idea what was going on in the first half of the Great Voyage. Therefore, whether it is going to [Magnetic Drum Island] or [Kingdom of Alabastan], it is an inconsequential matter, and it does not have much impact on him.

It's just that judging from the name alone, the [Kingdom of Alabastan] naturally looks more prosperous than the [Magnetic Drum Island] of Yijie Island, and Wren, who just wanted to supply supplies, hesitated and walked out of the captain's room.

Wren leaned on the fence on the second floor, condescendingly looking at the busy back of the busy shoveling snow on the deck, and casually threw two permanent pointers on the snow on the deck.

"Hey."

The slightest unkind voice made Shirley turn around in a hurry, for fear that if she was slow to react, she would be beaten up.

As he left the icy climate of Winter Island and slowly felt the warmth of the sun, Wren lay on the fence a little lazily and said casually.

"Pick any one."

"Ah, that, what's the difference?"

"If you want to pick one, why are there so many problems?"

Shirley's unkind voice made Shirley shudder, and without further words, she cautiously walked to the permanent pointer to the right and picked up the permanent pointer engraved with the words "Kingdom of Alabastan".

Wren nodded with satisfaction, and said I'm hungry, after going to cook, in Shirley's surprised expression when he saw a ghost, this guy who looks very handsome but acts like a bad guy actually picked up a shovel and began to shovel snow.

When Wren turned his head with an unkind face and found that Shirley was still standing there with a surprised expression, the little girl was so frightened that she ran to the cabin and began to prepare food.

After picking up the shovel on a whim and easily sending them into the sea with brute force, Wren paused in shoveling snow. When he shoveled the snow again, he moved much gently, and with one foot on the shovel, he scooped up a large chunk of snow without any effort.

He remembered in a trance, an old man with a frog face, who had taught him how to farm and use a shovel before, but other than that, his memory was a little blurry. After quickly shoveling the snow off the deck at a speed of more than ten times faster than the little girl Shirley, Wren squinted at the sea and sky that had not changed in the slightest with a shovel.

He doesn't have any strange feelings of excitement for adventures, but like a coward, he has a bad sense of uneasiness about the future that he can't grasp. Since childhood, it has been used as a gun, but when this gun is used to it, the owner discards it and says to it, do whatever you want. Wren also had a feeling of trepidation at this strange freedom.

His patience was almost distorted to zero, and even the ship, which he had been in high spirits for yesterday, had lost interest today. HE BEGAN TO THINK ABOUT ONE THING, WAS IT FOR THE ULTIMATE TREASURE TO FIND ONEPIECE BY HIMSELF, EXCEPT TO PASS THE TIME? Or is it because of the adventure of becoming One Piece?

But the so-called adventure, will you really be like the protagonist in the story, meet the princess who shouts for help, and then incarnate as the protagonist to save the princess, and finally start a duel with a series of underworld forces, and the ending is that everyone laughs and laughs?

Let's not say that I am one of the underworld forces, who will be the hero of the story as a normal person? Don't you think it's a little ridiculous?

Wren, who had a misunderstanding at this moment, never seemed to think that he was by no means a "normal person" in the eyes of anyone. He is a monster who destroyed a kingdom viciously, with a bounty of up to 200 million Baileys, a natural disaster that can be valued by the navy, even if he himself regards himself as a [normal person], anyone who knows his identity will flee in a hurry, his adventure is not the princess who appeared on the side of the road shouting for help, and then starting a series of struggles, but someone wants to find him! He is the underworld force that will be actively approached by people to crusade!

In the direction of the [Echoing Dolphin], the [Kingdom of Alabastan] already has a navy of more than 20,000 people waiting to be caught!

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, looking at the charcoal paste on the table and the vegetable soup that exuded despair, Wren did not look at the little girl with a panicked face.

Saying that she knew how to cook was just a temporary expedient measure to leave the winter island, Shirley thought that cooking didn't seem to be difficult, so she poured the edible ingredients into the pot and put all the ingredients one by one, and fried them.

It's the same with soup, isn't it?!

But why is this happening?

Shirley slowly moved backwards step by step, and walked to the front of the door, ready to escape, although she didn't know where she could escape in this sea, but it was better than being beaten to death. Even she knew how bad what she was making.

Without the slightest expression on his face, Wren reached out and pinched a barely able ...... Well, the carbon-like object, which had completely lost sight of what the ingredients were originally, shook it for a second and put it in its mouth.

The rattling and terrifying movement made Shirley feel more and more creepy, and when Wren picked up the bowl of pungent vegetable soup, even Shirley herself couldn't stand it......

Wren's brief eating was a pin-and-needle torture for Shirley, and when the man with no change in expression put down the soup bowl, Shirley was ready to fight the terrible pirate fish to the death!

When Wren raised his hand, Shirley instinctively closed her eyes and protected her hands in front of her!

The expected pain didn't come, but Shirley still didn't dare to let her guard down, until a palm landed on her head, and her whole body stiffened with fear.

The hand was just on Shirley's wavy brown hair, and she didn't make any unnecessary movements, and after that, Shirley heard a calm voice in disbelief that wasn't angry.

"Keep up the good work...... I'll kill you next time if I do it like this. ”

It wasn't until the tall figure left the dining room that Shirley sat down on the wooden board in a cold sweat, wondering why she hadn't been punished in addition to the joy of the rest of her life.