Two weeks later,

"Well, ahead of me should be Odense, the capital of Akanya."

At the top of the mast, Rossi held a telescope, observed the ups and downs on the horizon, and then checked the charts in his hand to confirm that the voyage would finally reach its destination.

It had only been two weeks since Spice Dameluz sailed here, but Rossi and the others had already encountered four battles at sea. Although there are reasons for the deliberate dissemination of information, the chaos in the world's seas can also be seen.

These 4 waves of pirates are just decent, and there are no tens of millions of strong people. But the combat effectiveness is not vulnerable, and it is very much for Rossi and others to exercise.

At least everyone's artillery experience has skyrocketed.

"Is it finally here?"

When Rossi slid off the top of the mast and told him about his imminent destination, Torrebol, who was leaning next to the captain's quarters, was in high spirits.

"Great, find a tavern to have a good time!"

Sailing all the way, strong winds and waves, frequent battles, even in leisure time, is pulled by Rosie to exercise and fight... For Torrebol, the 'comfortable' time on land seems to have been a lifetime ago.

Every day is eating, sleeping, exercising, fighting pirates... Infinite loop, almost didn't get Torrebol down.

"Woohahaha, okay, I'm going to have a drink too!"

Compared with Torrebol, who was originally a 'civilian', Diamanti's body can still hold on, but the tense nerves along the way also need to be relaxed.

The two of them hooked their shoulders, and their laughter was full of 'relaxation projects' that could only be understood.

"You two, don't harass ordinary people."

In this regard, Rossi did not bother to ask, but told Torrebol and Diamanti not to play any tricks such as molesting women from good families. As for the short-lived 'love' that you and I want, then he can't control it.

"Who's going to stay and watch the ship?"

"I'll do it,"

The screeching Pika sat on the deck, and as long as the burly body didn't speak, it was still very oppressive.

"Then the trade will be left to you, Dover."

"No problem,"

Dover pushed his sunglasses, as one of the two 'leaders' of the Don Quixote family, he was also working hard to learn various knowledge and skills.

"Then I'll follow Dover,"

Virgo nodded, how could Dover, as the head of the family, not have a 'follower'?

"Hey, hey, don't worry."

Torrebol bent down and leaned in.

"When I'm done, I'll come over and help Dover,—— bargaining is my forte."

No, no, no, bargaining aside, you've inadvertently revealed your 'soon' secret, Torrebol.

···

Half an hour later,

The Don Quixote slowly sailed into the port city of 'Odense'.

The city, known as the 'Land of Fairytales', is naturally full of fairy tales: a row of white piers that like piano keys reach into the sea, and the seaside buildings are made of wood in various geometric shapes, all painted in bright colors.

On the white round tower mill, the red four vertical wings rotate slowly.

Add to that the sky-blue castle halfway up the mountain, and the white peaks at the top of the mountain beyond, so it seems that finding a painter is not a problem.

In the city's harbor, more than a dozen merchant ships are moored, and the porters are like industrious ants to remove the goods from the other kingdoms of the North Sea and load the agricultural products that will come to the mainland of the five countries of the 'Entagri Alliance'.

By the time the Don Quixote docked at the dock, and before the pedals had been set up, Rossi had already leapt off the boat for the first time, waved his hand with his back to the people on board, and blended alone into the crowd of people on the dock.

A quiet river runs through the city, with red foliage on both banks, sparse white birches, and long weeping willows.

Passers-by are holding hands or strolling leisurely, children are drawing chessboards on the ground, jumping, poets sitting under the trees are writing lines on paper, and old people on canvases are swaying paints...

There is a lot of art everywhere.

"The scenery is good, and the humanities are also very good, but I don't know if there are any strong people."

Rather than talking about business, doing business, and seeing different countries, Rossi is more willing to fight and improve himself. - Of course, it would be better if you could meet a famous teacher for guidance.

It's a pity that during this time period, almost all the 'famous teachers' that Rossi knows are working the great route, and even the training class of Teacher Kai, who is in January Liuying and Three Sticks, has not yet been established.

What's more, with Rossi's current foundation, a thunderous gossip will directly raise the ashes.

If you are beaten and comprehended, you don't have to think about it.

While thinking about the future plan, Rossi casually walked through the city: not just hanging out, but preparing to evaluate the possible family power through the strength of the gangsters.

However:

"That's too 'clean', isn't it?!"

Standing outside an alley, Rossi was amazed.

He deliberately chose a complex area and a few dark alleys to take a few turns, not to mention 'gangsters', and he didn't even encounter a person who looked like 'bad', which made Rosie can't help but look up around the alley.

I don't see the camera... Hell yes!

This is the chaotic Age of Discovery, and the four seas are even more chaotic than the future era of 'sea pirates' that will be opened because of Roger's words.

Because after the era of 'sea pirates', a large number of pirates all poured into the Great Route, either dying at the hands of their peers, or going to Advance City to eat in prison.

Such a calm city is simply unscientific!

"Hey, what are you doing here?"

？！

A voice sounded behind Rossi, causing the muscles under his clothes to tense suddenly!

It's obviously a 'gentle' female voice that makes people feel 'gentle' when they hear it, but Rosie's face is extremely ugly.

Because before the other party spoke, he didn't notice anyone approaching.

He's a master!

"I'm sorry, I'm lost."

By the time she turned around, Rosie had already put away her guard, scratched her hair embarrassedly, and smiled shyly.

A few meters behind him, on the street, there was a man and a woman.

The woman was tall and wore a black and white dress, with long blond fluffy hair draped behind her and orange-red at the ends. He had a gentle smile on his face and purple eyes full of concern.

Next to him was a teenager in a suit with short black curly hair. With a flower scarf around his neck, he stands tall and pine, and he looks like a serious character.

"Lost?"

The woman who looked to be in her 20s took a few steps forward and squatted down, her elegant clothes could not hide her noble temperament, one hand elegantly lifted the skirt, and the other hand reached out in front of Rosie in a friendly manner.

"Your home is there, I'll send you back."

"What if—"

Without waiting for Rosie to reply, the noblewoman spoke again.

"If you don't have anywhere to go, come with me."

"Miss,"

The young man with slightly curly hair next to him suddenly stepped forward, blocked in front of Rossi, and stretched out his hand to stop the noble lady's behavior of 'picking up people' on the street.

"The charity auction is about to start, so please don't keep your guests waiting."

“··· All right. ”

Forcibly separated by the young man in the suit, the lady could only stand up helplessly. The next auction is related to the funding of the orphanage, and the guests cannot be kept waiting.

"This little gentleman, if there is no place to go back-"

The noble lady, who had just turned around and was about to leave, turned back uneasily and told Rosie,

"The 'White Sands Orphanage' from here can provide you with a warm bed and bread. Please rest assured, as long as I am in power... Ahem, there are no, and shouldn't be, wandering kids in the whole Oden. ”

"Little Pique, let's go."

As the tall lady and the young attendant turned to leave, the smile on Rossi's face narrowed.

Although this noble lady has elegant manners, sincere eyes, and gentle tone, her combat effectiveness is definitely not weak! Because under her long skirt was obviously a pair of white high heels, but there was no sound when she walked.

He's a master of kicking skills!

And that curly-haired boy gave Rosie the feeling of encountering a 'kind'.

It doesn't mean that the Devil Fruit is powerful, but unlike the noblewoman who is strong but simple-minded, that young man, like Rosie himself, is a person who is good at disguise, assassination, and blood on his hands.

And so on... Little Pique?

Looking at the backs of the two leaving, Rossi's eyes flashed.

The appearance of the teenager coincided with that of a gentleman who had not yet put on his baby clothes.

Could it be... Saigniol Pique?