(Still in the codeword, I'll see it later)

Casemiro, who is as strong as a bear and as cunning as a fox, is in trouble, a big problem. The trouble made him anxious, and he wanted to leave Chambord every day to become a pirate, but he hated the changeable climate of the sea, the shaky decks, and the women who had lived in the cabin for a long time, smelling like salted fish.

The women of Chambord are fragrant, because they are at the junction of the Great Voyage and the Red Earth, the entrance to the New World, and the abundance of fish supplies is only inferior to that of the Upside-Down Mountain. It is a paradise for the Draconians and pirates, where beauties and treasures from all over the world are sent, and the islands are inhabited by various races, and their customs and culture are the places where they gather.

Casemiro could say that the Chambord Islands are a shrinking world of the jungle. So...... He loved the Chambord Islands, and no one could kick him out of them.

Who would have thought that an ordinary dancing girl would be able to capture the hearts of the Draco people after being taken away by the Draconians?

Now the blue-haired woman is brought with her every time the Draconians are on a tour, and she even shares a ride with the Draconians.

And once she remembered Casemiro, who had offended her, under the supreme power of the Draconians, it would not be more difficult to eliminate Casemiro, who had a small power in the Chambord Islands, than to pinch a flea to death.

In the courtyard of Casemiro's villa, his men were preparing gifts, and a huge carriage pulled by eight one-horned land horses was parked on the avenue outside the courtyard.

The pearl of Lily Beach in the East China Sea, the huge colorful coral trees under the Red Coral Islands of the Great Voyage, the gold vessels excavated from historic Alabastan, the unique diamond jewelry from the hands of the masters, and the Devil Fruits, the secret treasures of the sea...... All in all, these gifts that are being packed and put on the carriage are worth a total of 300 million Bailey, which is most of Casemiro's net worth.

Instead of sitting back and waiting, it's better to take the initiative

Casemiro, who was afraid of Loki's troubles, had to nervously prepare gifts, all just to ask for the blue-haired woman's forgiveness.

With a bang, Casemiro's carefully prepared blue and white porcelain in the country of flowers was shattered by the fallen gangster brother, Casemiro pulled out the pistol on his waist and walked quickly to the pale gangster brother and knocked the trigger.

With a bang, the young man who was propping up his upper body had more blood holes on his face and was unable to reach the ground, and the gangster boys who were still carrying things around him were shocked, and then continued to do his own thing as if he didn't see anything.

Venting his anger and fear, Casemiro stood still without saying a word and looked at the busy gangsters, with a fierce face, and the eyes were like a man's back, and the younger brothers were more serious and cautious.

Sitting back and waiting has never been Casemiro's style, and it is better to take the initiative than to live so anxiously. In addition to living in the Draconian's castle, Loki spends half of his time at the Chambord Bar. Today is the day Loki is at the Chambord bar, the greeting has been written and delivered, and Casemiro is ready to plead guilty to Miss Loki.

The luxurious carriage stopped under the neon sign of the Chambord bar, surrounded by a crowd of spectators, and Casemiro got out of the carriage to inform the bar staff of his intentions.

The bartender guarding the gate did not embarrass the notorious gangster boss and immediately turned sideways to get out of the way.

"Miss Loki already knows what you're here for, come in."

The Chambord Bar is still bustling, and it's no longer a Chambord girl show, but a staghorn-fur lady singing and dancing on stage. Casemiro knew the fur clan, and she was a slave that the people of the East China Sea had managed to get their hands on and sacrifice to the Draconians.

Soon Casemiro, who was holding a luxury suitcase, ran into old Carter, who was guarding outside the door of Loki's office. He smiled and nodded to Carter Sr., who simply twisted the door open and motioned for Casemiro to enter, and followed him into the room after he entered.

Loki was the only one in the room, dressed in a men's purple suit with an open collar revealing a burgundy shirt and black tie. His feet rested on his desk, snorting a cigar in his mouth, like a gangster boss more than a girl who dreams of singing girls.

"Sit down!" Loki took the cigar from his mouth with one hand and said casually. Old Carter folded his hands and stood respectfully behind the girl.

The room was furnished with comfortable leather sofas, but Casemiro could see at a glance where he should be sitting. It was a small chair with a leg of about 0.3 meters high, and the short back of the chair would not exceed one meter.

The chair was obviously too small for a 3.5-metre-tall man, and Casemiro had to squat on the floor in a comical position, trying to keep his big butt against the small square surface.

A few months ago, gamblers at the same table met again in such different capacities. One of them became Loki's men, and was anxiously waiting in the room for Loki's fate, never to sit at the same table as Loki again.

"Hahaha......" Casemiro's funny look made Loki laugh out loud. In the midst of this mocking laughter, Casemiro controlled his facial muscles and smiled sincerely.

"Miss Loki, I'm here"