Chapter 12: Educating the Maid

"Oh? Because there is seawater? ”

Vlad looked down at the big ship that was crumbling in the flames with some surprise, although the upper deck had been completely wrapped in flames, but the lower deck was still in a relatively intact state, and the flames did not spread away, thinking that it was because of the seawater.

"Yes! Are there any people alive? ”

Although Vlad's sight and hearing color did not reach the level of mind reading of the god on the sky island with the fruit ability, let alone the level of Katakuri's short-term prediction of the future and Fujitora being able to perceive meteorites in space with a smile, but it was also particularly not weak, after all, nearly ten years ago, he had no fruit ability, and could only continue to hone his physical skills and two-color domineering.

It's still easy to sense the few little minions in the cabin below who are not domineering.

"I'm not afraid of Doflamingo, but now is not the time to go to war with him, in order to reduce trouble! Or..."

Vlad raised his free left hand, and a small fireball condensed in his palm, and the constantly jumping flames looked very beautiful.

"Well, the fire falls!"

The fireball ejected out, pulling a long tail, like a small meteor, easily hitting the huge ship, and there was no need to aim at all, after all, if such a big target was not accurate, Vlad could really die.

"Boom!"

The huge explosion exploded instantly with the impact of the fireball, and the pirate ship of the Don Quixote family, which was already crumbling, turned into dust in the mushroom cloud that rose into the sky in the blink of an eye, and disappeared into the vast sea.

"Well, alright, it's cleaned up now!" Vlad nodded, confirming that there were no fish on the ship, and that it was truly clean.

"Forget it, don't call it a fire fall, it seems that there is still a copyright, it feels very incompatible with this world!"

Vlad thought, "It's really hard to come up with a name or something. ”

"Buffalo !!"

Baby-5, who was carried by Vlad, shouted angrily, after all, the fool named Buffalo was her childhood sweetheart who grew up together, although it really didn't look like a match from the outside, but it was true.

"Give the old lady a death! Bastard! ”

Tears poured out like a fountain of tears, and the woman's right hand turned into a huge iron sword, which slashed at Vlad on the head.

"Hey, I need you so much, do you want to do something to me who needs you so much?"

Vlad smiled lightly and said.

"Really, really? Do you really need me? Baby-5 asked as he retracted the change in his hand.

"Of course, you're a necessity!"

Vlad laughed heartily.

"Well, if you say so, I'll reluctantly agree to your request!"

Baby-5's eyes were filled with tears, but his mouth was uttering words that had nothing to do with sadness.

"Uhahahaha! You woman, it's really funny! ”

Vlad carried the baby-5 and landed on the hacksaw pirate ship, lifted the change, and said with a smile: "Ahhhh Was it for the guy before? He's my enemy, isn't he? Are you crying for that enemy, who I need so much? ”

"I don't know! I don't know! The old lady doesn't know either! ”

Baby-5 cried, "It's supposed to be the enemy, but the tears can't be stopped!" ”

"If you want to cry, let's cry! It's not a shame to cry for a dead friend! ”

Vlad turned to the stern of the boat, ready to continue his fishing business.

The maid's heart-rending cry came from behind.

Vlad said silently: "I will feel guilty, but I will not regret it, let alone apologize, this sea is like this, I will only tell myself, if you don't want to cry like this, if you don't want others to cry like this for yourself, then continue to be stronger, become stronger than anyone else!" So strong that no one dares to provoke themselves! ”

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"Ahhh!!hhh Bastard, you give the old lady to die! ”

The maid, dressed in a red miniskirt and a white apron, with a cigarette in her mouth, turned her right hand into a huge knife and slashed straight at the man who was lying on the chaise longue enjoying the sun.

"Alas, here we go again!" A pirate wiping a knife next to him shook his head and sighed.

"Who's to say it isn't? Why didn't this woman give up? The other pirate sitting on the side replied.

"Arara!"

Vlad, who was enjoying the sunbathing with his eyes closed, opened his eyes slightly, smiled at the menacing woman, and stretched out a finger, and the dark armed color wrapped around it.

"Die, die, die! You bastard, die to my mother! ”

Baby-5's broadsword slashed at Vlad mercilessly.

"Oh! Let the horses come! ”

Vlad held out his finger.

"Ding!"

The broadsword was flicked straight away, and a noticeable notch appeared on the blade.

"Damn!"

Baby-5 gritted its teeth, completely unacceptable for such a result. The broadsword was instantly retracted, replaced by a chainsaw, with a low buzzing sound, and with a light turn, the chainsaw slashed towards Vlad again.

"Hey, that's my trick!"

Aben, who was sitting on the side basking in the sun and sterilizing the bandage, complained: "You are plagiarism, plagiarism!" ”

"Hey, is there anyone who can take care of it! There are people here plagiarizing in broad daylight! ”

"Cut, can the pirate thing be counted as a copy?"

Baby-5, who was hit by Vlad's backhand and fell to the ground with a brain melon, replied disdainfully.

"Well~" Vlad, who was lying on the recliner, said weakly: "It's still some progress, but it's not enough, to be my crew, maid, you have to continue to work hard, at least, the two-color domineering has to be proficient!" ”

"Who the hell is going to be your crew! You bastard, my mother will kill you sooner or later! ”

Baby-5 got up and scolded: "The old lady is a member of the Don Quixote family, and the old lady will not give in to you even if she is beaten to death by you, burned to death, and jumped down from that side!" ”

"Oh?"

Vlad rolled over, lay on the chaise longue, and said gracefully, "It's dessert time, maid, please, go make me a cake!" Chocolate's! ”

"Yes!"

Baby-5 happily trotted into the cabin, smiling and energetic enough to make dessert for Vlad.

"Hey, you won't give in?" Eben complained.

"Isn't that just a quick succumb? I wasn't as resolute as I said I was! ”

"Uhahahaha!"

Vlad laughed.

Baby-5 is worthy of being a professional maid, and as far as desserts are concerned, the skill points are more than that amateur chef of the Hacksaw Pirates, and the level of desserts is significantly higher.

Soon, baby-5, who was carrying a cake and a cup of black tea, ran out with a smile on his face.

"Come on! Lord Vlad, you want dessert! ”

"Why should I make dessert for you bastard!"

Baby-5, whose expression changed suddenly, threw the cake in his hand directly, scolded, and his hand had turned into a cannon again.

"Wow!!"

"What did she do!"

"It's over!"

Many pirates hugged each other and shivered.

The temperature rose sharply, and a huge shadow enveloped the deck, and a huge fire dragon was already standing on the deck.

"Roaring !!!"