The Fish Saver is to kill the Fish Man.

Such a wonderful logical relationship, how could Clara, as a bystander, think.

So, she purely thought that Maud was saving the fishman.

While feeling incredible, it was followed by doubts about Maude's identity.

On the long street, the fish-man slaves who were bent on escaping back to the sea also noticed this.

Someone helping me?

Fish-Man fell into the same thoughts as Clara for a moment.

Who is it?

How can someone help me in such a place?

The fish-man shook his head violently, how could he have the time to think so much and run for his life.

He's not stupid, though.

After experiencing what is called a live target on the spot, how could he continue to run on the long street.

He suddenly turned around and ran towards the alleyway between the buildings.

The pirates who came out to have fun around saw that the fish-man slaves had learned to be smart, and regretted that they couldn't fire a few more shots, and they wouldn't be stupid enough to chase after them.

Because they know very well that fish-man slaves are commodities at the Mad Hatter auction.

When there are a lot of people, everyone shoots a few times to have fun, and everyone is killed.

In that case, there is no need to worry about the auction house looking for trouble afterwards.

As for helping the auction house catch fishman slaves alive?

The risk is not proportional to the benefit, and you will only do it if you are kicked in the head by a donkey.

Seeing the fish-man slaves fleeing into the alleyways, the pirates turned their attention to the three companions who didn't know who had killed them, and the brawl in front of the auction house.

At the top of the building, Maud saw the fish-man turn into the alleyway, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face under the mask.

That's right......

The thought of verifying whether the Hunter's Note also worked for the Fish-People made Maude's heart burn.

When the ability was originally designed, it was originally intended to take advantage of the intelligence advantage of the traverser.

So, subconsciously, the hunter's note, as the name suggests, is intended to be above the "hunter" and the "human".

In Maude's original range of prey, there were no such types as fishmen and giants.

But whether it's a fish-man or a giant, it's more or less linked to [people].

Therefore, Maud felt that the possibility of application was extremely high.

Where applicable, the range of prey will be able to be further expanded.

At that time, the fishmen and giants will simply be the prey of higher profits.

It's just that although the benefits are high, compared to the pirates all over the world, the fish people and giants are more like rare monsters.

Unless you run directly to their den, it is basically an unattainable existence.

"The physical fitness of the fish-people is really amazing, and they can still maintain such a speed after suffering so many injuries."

Maud followed closely behind the fish-man slaves.

"If I hadn't killed those three pirates tonight, I probably wouldn't have been able to catch up now."

Seeing that the speed of the fish-man slaves showed no signs of decaying, Maude was surprised, but very calm.

It's best to let the fish-people run around like this.

Let's start with excessive blood loss.

Then there is a sharp decrease in personal strength.

It's much easier to make a move after that.

Maude's previous performance of the fish-man slaves in the crowd was seen by Maude.

At this time, he hung tightly behind the fish-man slave like a lone wolf patiently waiting for his prey.

Considering that there might be an obstruction, Maud slowed down and reloaded her ammo as she chased.

Even if the physical fitness is not bad now, only firearms can bring a sense of security.

As long as it is not an enemy who can resist the bullets, Maud has the confidence to deal with it.

After about ten minutes like this, the side effects of the fish-man slave's injury finally began to erupt.

First, he lost too much blood, resulting in weakness in his limbs.

This was followed by a noticeable drop in speed.

Beware of something that happens, Maud feels like it's almost time to start.

He suddenly picked up speed, made a few high-speed leaps, and landed in front of the fish-man slave.

The fish-man slave was startled and stopped suddenly.

The body with too much blood loss and weak limbs could not support this futile sudden braking move, and he couldn't help but stumble forward.

Oh no......!

The fish-man slave's heart was pounding.

To his surprise, the human in front of him did not take advantage of the situation to kill him.

Hurriedly stabilizing his body, the fish-man slave was afraid, panting heavily, vigilantly staring at the human who suddenly fell.

His gaze swept over the dagger in the human's hand and the muzzle of the long-barreled gun peeking out of his shoulder, and he was suddenly startled, and immediately rushed forward, ignoring his physical strength.

Strike first!

Bang –

The fish-man slave stopped again.

A buckshot landed at his feet, wisps of smoke rising upward.

"Stupid human."

Seeing Maud empty the only buckshot from the smoothbore gun, the fish-man slave was reassured.

In this kind of terrain, what he is most afraid of is guns, so when he noticed the smoothbore gun behind Maude's back just now, he would take the risk of charging.

As a result, the other party deliberately missed the bullet.

I don't know why, and there's no need to think about it.

The fish-man slave was not in a hurry to make a move at this time, and silently adjusted his breath.

Stopping the Fishman slave's charge with a shot of buckshot, Maud tossed Usopp aside.

"Even though you're a fish-man, I, Arthur, have never liked to take advantage of people."

Maud tilted her head slightly, her eyes in the hole in her mask fixed on the fish-man slave's body.

"I see that you are seriously injured, and your breath is out of order because of the escape, so I will give you five minutes of rest."

“……”

The fish-man slave's eyes widened suddenly.

I see.

No wonder the shot just now deliberately missed.

Hmph, boring character.

That's how stupid human beings are.

Five minutes?

It takes less than three minutes to adjust.

The fish-man slave thought to himself, adjusting his breath with the trend.

How could he have waited five minutes for his breath to recover?

Shoot straight and get out of the land as soon as possible.

Maude looked at the fish-man slave who was trying to regain his breath, and said, "I will not kill the unknown under the sword, and report your name." ”

With that, he raised his dagger and held it in front of him.

The fish-man slave glanced at the dagger and couldn't help but sneer.

Even if he was injured, as long as it was a close combat, he was confident that he would be able to kill the human in front of him with only a dagger in an instant.

"Heaton. Sam. ”

The fish-man slave didn't even think about it, and reported his name coldly.

I wanted to add another cruel word, but I didn't think it was necessary.

Anyway, I'll be able to blow up the head of this self-proclaimed righteous and noble human later.

"Heaton. Sam: yes. ”

Maud smiled, looking closely at the outline of the fish-man slave's blood-stained face.

After half a ring, Maud suddenly stepped back, putting away her dagger at the same time.

The fish-man named Sam was stunned when he saw this, and he didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Maude's gourd.

Maud put away the dagger and summoned the hunter's notes directly.

"Huh? Could it be a Devil Fruit Ability?! ”

Seeing Maude conjure up the notebook out of thin air, Sam suddenly realized the sense of crisis in vain, and no longer cared about pranayama, and decisively threw himself at Maud.

Maud was in danger, like a judge, holding a quill pen and quickly writing Sam's name on the pages and the amazing grip he had shown in the previous battle.

"No matter what your abilities are, just let me ...... close!"

Sam raised his right hand as he lunged, his outstretched webbed hand ready to pinch Maud's cheek with his bare hands after getting close.

Suddenly, his face changed drastically.

I saw that the note that Maude was holding in his hand suddenly disappeared, and instead pulled out a flintlock pistol from inside his clothes.

Bang –

Maud pulls the trigger.

A shot was shot in Sam's body.

Blood flickered, and the impact of the buckshot shook Sam's body, and he stopped.

"You're ......!"

Sam fell to the ground in disbelief.

Maud then pulled out a second flintlock pistol and shot Sam into the body.

"Shameless, Aaron Arthur, Ah, Aaron, will definitely ...... you"

Before he could finish speaking, Sam choked.

"Aaron?"

Listening to Sam's cruel words before he died, Maud raised her eyebrows.