…… On the west coast of the island of Gaya, there is a small town. It's a place where people fight each other and laugh and make a fuss. That's the town full of magic - Magic Valley Town.

—————— "Jo Hale's Logbook"

Great Voyage.

Gaya Island, the town of Magic Valley.

Magic Valley is more of an exclusive vacation destination for pirates than a lawless land. It is located on the island of Summer Island and Gaya in the tropical region. Villa resorts built on the sea, casinos of all kinds, red light districts that will delight every man, or any kind of entertainment of any kind, the town has it all.

At this moment, there is an incomparably huge pirate ship moored in the dock of the town, with a large 'SALT' printed on its hull, and a fluttering pirate flag painted with a skull with three iron lines on its chin.

The lawless and noisy pirates of the past subconsciously held their breath as they passed by the entrance to the resort on the south side of town. Because, it has been chartered by a powerful and moody pirate.

In the resort's reception hall, a tall man is slumped in a fluffy sofa, hugging two hot beauties and laughing loudly.

The man was about 3 meters tall, wearing a beige open coat, with an open chest and abdomen that appeared to be a little pot-bellied, and a musket stuck in his waist. Far from being supple, his long blond hair was angular and draped over his shoulders like a big hedgehog. His appearance was ordinary but with an unmistakable momentum, and his chin was beardless, but there were three vertical iron sheets with rivets firmly fixed to his chin.

'Salt Stream King' Gustav Elomon, Admiral of 'Gustav's Fleet', with a bounty of 380 million Berry!

Gustave Elomont scratched the chin of the beautiful woman in his arms with his large hand full of jeweled rings, causing a coquettish laugh. He laughed a few times, then tilted his head to look to the side, and asked impatiently:

"Haven't you come yet? That yin and yang weird freak! ”

Behind the sofa, a middle-aged man wearing glasses and carrying a long knife at his waist bowed slightly and replied respectfully: "Admiral, that person hasn't come yet, it's normal." ”

"Huh? What the are you kids? Pinker!! Gustave Elomont stood up abruptly at the screams of the beautiful woman in his arms, and stared condescendingly at the middle-aged man known as Pinker, exuding a terrible sense of oppression.

Pink sighed, "Admiral, why did you forget what you fought with that 'freak' last time?" ”

Gustav Elomon stared at Pink with a cold face, and suddenly his eyes turned into a look of shock: "Oops! That's right! That slutty bastard was a big idiot who couldn't remember the time! Hahahaha!! ”

As he spoke, he burst out laughing again, along with the men in the hall who were drinking or having fun.

A waiter with a dessert plate was infected by the atmosphere and followed suit. Suddenly, all of his exposed skin shriveled up, and he let out a silent scream of pain, and finally he turned into a terrifying man and curled up on the floor.

With a cruel smile on his face, Gustave Elomont looked at the 'beach' on the ground, and said slowly:

"What are you laughing at? Is it a joke about Lao Tzu's hedgehog head? Or is it a joke that Pink is a four-eyed field chicken? Otherwise, it's laughing at Guli's flat chest! And ......"

The men looked at Gustav, who was chattering at the corpse of the waiter, and whispered: "Here it is again, the Admiral's 'murder paranoia'......"

The waiters and barmaids in the hall were all frightened and shivering.

At this moment, the door to the lobby of the resort hotel was slammed open. A group of pirates with swords hanging from their waists lined up in two rows, and finally a strangely shaped man walked in.

The man was tall and lanky, wearing a leather trench coat with fluff at the neck and cuffs, a long lean neck wrapped in bandages that went down to the chin, black paint around the eyes and lips, two mustaches above the lips, a sleek skull with only a thick braid at the top, and a pair of round sunglasses on the bridge of the nose. He carried a fierce Gurkha scimitar at his waist, and most peculiarly of all, his arms, each with two joints.

'Slashing Knife' Wu Chai is the captain of the 'Heart Sword Pirates', with a bounty of 210 million berry!

Wu Chai looked around the hall, and finally his eyes fell on Gustav, twisted his mustache, and said in a smooth voice:

"Didn't you get beaten enough last time? You salted fish you don't have a long memory......"

"Huh? Did you last time I was hammered by Lao Tzu and my memory was confused, right? It's obvious that you bastard was pressed to the ground and beaten by Lao Tzu! ”

Enraged, Gustav flipped the couch in front of him, and tiny white snowflakes began to appear out of thin air. The cadres of the surrounding Gustav fleet all stood up and looked at Wu Chai with unkind eyes.

And Wu Chai also sneered and touched the hilt of the knife on his waist, and all the members of the Heart Sword Pirates behind him pulled out their long knives and waited for them.

At this moment, Pink suddenly stood behind Gustav, whispered a few words, then picked up the couch, patted the dust on it, and stood aside.

'Salt Flow King' Gustav snorted coldly, sat down on the sofa, and said unhappily: "Why are you so punctual this time, you bastard?" ”

Wu Chai was stunned for a moment, and turned his head to look at his subordinates. His subordinate took out his pocket watch and looked at it, then smiled at Wu Chai .

Wu Chai twitched his face and scolded in a low voice: "Hell...... I also wanted to be half an hour late, but I got the wrong time again......"

He quickly diverted the topic and asked in a slippery voice, "Just the two of us?" Did you notify the others, you bastard? ”

Gustav leaned back on the couch, hooked his hand and motioned for the two shivering barmaids who had fled to the side to sit beside him, and then said impatiently: "Do you think I am you?" Of course I informed them all! Tut...... Are they all so devoid of time? That damn owl ......"

"King of Salt Stream, it's not a good habit to gossip behind people......"

At this moment, there was a faint mockery from the window position of the roof.

Gustav and Wuchai looked up at the same time to look at the location where the voice came from. At some point, a figure appeared, leaning against the edge of the window with a musket.

It was a slender man who was about 2 meters tall. He wore a gray coat with a white silk scarf tied around the neckline, and a loose postman's hat with a long brim on his head, whose face was obscured by the brim and could not be seen above the bridge of his nose, except for a chin with a goatee and half-length gray curls. Half-reclining and half-leaning against the edge of the window, he held a strangely long musket in his arms, and was leisurely looking down the hall below.

'Night Owl' Hannibal, the killer, has a bounty of 290 million berry!

"Hannibal, you kid......" Gustav touched the piece of iron on his chin and said grimly, "Still so elusive......"

Wu Chai stretched out his slender tongue and licked the corners of his mouth, revealing a slippery smile: "What a stylish little brother......

Hannibal put his left index finger and middle finger together, pressed it against the brim of his hat, and then swiped forward, giving a lazy salute.

At this time, the town's big bell struck nine times.

When the bell ended, the King of Salt Stream impatiently smashed the wine bottle in his hand to the ground, and blasted away the two escort girls who were already frightened and tearful in his arms.

"It doesn't matter if that damn gear bastard didn't come, why didn't the wild girl come...... Never mind! Gustav leaned back on the sofa and lifted Erlang's legs, with an unhappy look on his face: "Then let's start......"

Suddenly, the main and side doors of the hall closed automatically. Before the waiters and the barmaids could react, they all fell to the ground and became miserable.

"Lao Tzu has a big deal here, and I want to cooperate with the two of you."