Pirates of the Navy Thunder God

Chapter 189 Barbecue and the Four Emperors

New World, an unknown island.

A giant pirate ship, not much smaller than a naval war beast, was docked at the shore.

“Hahahaha, it’s an island!”

"Hurry up and move the things down!"

"I'm coming!"

A group of pirates came down from the boat with big and small bags on their shoulders, dug up the beach, found stones and branches, and set up barbecue grills.

"Gulala! What a coincidence! We found the island just when we were planning to have a barbecue party!"

The speaker was huge, more than seven meters tall!

He is a well-deserved giant!
And he was really like a giant, carrying an era for his sons on his shoulders!
Because he is one of the Four Emperors of the New World, the man known as "the strongest in the world", "Whitebeard" Edward Newgate!
There were three great pirates in Roger's era who were hailed as "legends". "Golden Lion" Shiki disappeared after escaping from Impel Down, and "Pirate King" Roger was publicly executed in the East China Sea. Now, only Whitebeard is still active on the sea. He is a well-deserved legend among legends!
"Well, since we've found the island, let's just do whatever we want..."

At the guardrail of the Moby Dick, Marco, the captain of the First Division of the Whitebeard Pirates, rubbed his pineapple hair in distress, and then said to Whitebeard beside him: "But Dad, you can't drink anymore tonight!"

"Damn it! What nonsense are you talking about, Marco!"

Whitebeard waved his hand, pulled Marco over and held him against his waist... Marco's height only reached Whitebeard's waist.

With his crescent-shaped white beard sticking up high, Whitebeard brandished his naginata and shouted.

"Without wine, what's the point of living?! Don't you think so?!"

"Yes!!"

"Hahaha! Marco, it's impossible for Dad not to drink!"

The pirates responded one after another, laughing and cheering. Seeing this, Marco sighed.

"Okay, but only for tonight! Starting tomorrow, you just do whatever the doctor says, okay, Dad?"

"Gulala! Let's talk about tomorrow's things tomorrow!"

Whitebeard picked up his huge wine jug that was big enough for an adult and took two gulps.

Marco: "..."

"Hey! Captain Ace, help me light the fire!"

At this time, a pirate on the beach shouted loudly. As soon as the voice fell, a fireball the size of a human head shot over from the deck...

boom! !

After the heat wave, the firewood was indeed ignited, but the screaming pirate's hair was also burned, his face was black, and there were sparks on his clothes. He opened his mouth and coughed, coughing out a stream of black smoke.

"Hahahaha! Look at how stupid Harold is!"

"Well done Captain Ace!"

The pirates were stunned at first, then burst into laughter. Even Whitebeard was grinning at the funny scene, the liquor stuck in his throat, his shoulders shrugged with his naginata, and his face flushed red.

Swish!
At this time, a ball of fire passed over the sea and landed on the beach. Ace was revealed with his upper body naked, and the Whitebeard Pirates' logo was printed behind him. He turned around and stared at them with an unhappy look on his face.

"You're a bunch of idiots... Barbecue in the wild should be done by slowly roasting with the residual heat from a large wood stake. Have you never barbecued meat before?"

As he spoke, Ace's eyes lit up and he kicked the wet wooden stick that was emitting thick smoke, and as a user of the Flame-Flame Fruit, he was not afraid of high temperatures at all.

Having lived in the back hills of Windmill Town for more than ten years, Ace had already mastered the barbecue skills.

He first found some dry wooden stakes and placed them there. Then he shot out columns of fire from his fingers to burn the wood through. He waited for the smoke to dissipate, then he placed the iron net on the bracket and threw the cut pieces of meat on it. Immediately, the aroma of the meat drifted onto the beach along with the sizzling fat from the meat.

"Gulp...it smells so good!"

"As expected of Captain Ace!"

"Captain Ace, let me help you taste it!"

"Get out!!"

While Ace was applying seasoning to the barbecue, he raised his foot to block the pirate who was rushing towards him.

From repeatedly trying to assassinate Whitebeard because of his unwillingness to let go of his knot, to accepting him to join the Whitebeard Pirates, now, several months have passed, Ace has completely integrated into this big family, and he smiles more often than usual.

Seeing this, Whitebeard nodded slightly, then a smile appeared on his face and he raised his arms and shouted.

"Young men, the party has begun!!"

"Oh!!!"

After three rounds of drinks, a white seagull wearing a hat and carrying a backpack flew across the sky above the island. It saw a figure appearing below and swooped down.

"Hmm? Newsbird?"

Ace, who was eating barbecue, looked up, and after a moment of stunned silence, a stack of Baileys appeared between his fingers, and then he flicked it upwards.

call out!
Wow!
Bailey hit the news bird like a bullet, and the latter panicked and hurriedly distanced itself. When it flew to a safe enough height, the news bird looked around and found that it was not injured.

Then it stared at the pirate flag below and decided to tell the other birds when it returned that it would never deliver newspapers to this pirate group again... even if they were given a tip!

Touching the roll of Bailey stuck on the backpack, the Newsbird angrily dropped the newspaper from the sky, and then flew farther and farther away.

"Haha, Captain Ace, are you planning to roast the newsbird and eat it? That won't work! Otherwise, you won't have any newspapers to read in the future!" Marshall D. Teach, who was biting a piece of lizard meat, laughed and reached out to grab the newspaper that fell from the sky. He glanced at it while speaking.

"Uh……"

Teach's expression suddenly changed. Ace was about to answer when he noticed Teach's expression and asked in confusion, "What's wrong, Teach?"

"No, I'm fine..."

There was a flash of inexplicable depth in Teach's eyes, and the next moment he handed the newspaper to Ace with a serious expression.

"Captain Ace, you said your enemy is Vice Admiral Ron of the Navy, right?"

“That’s right… Could it be that?!”

Ai suddenly started and took the newspaper.

On the front of the black and white newspaper, there were two photos hung in a large space. One was of the G10 branch of the Navy being rebuilt after the war, with the broken walls and ruins telling of the fierce battle... The other was of Doflamingo in a cage, his body charred and almost unrecognizable, handcuffed with seastone handcuffs!
《Another Shichibukai has fallen! 》

Ace's pupils shrank and his breathing stagnated.

"This is!!!"

It’s also a new world, a deserted island.

Crack!

The bonfire exploded with a "bang" and then dissipated into the air. Shanks, one of the Four Emperors, looked at the bonfire expressionlessly, holding a newspaper in his hand.

The other members of the Red Hair Pirates were shouting and acting recklessly, drinking and playing finger-guessing games, but it didn't affect him at all.

"What are you thinking about? Shanks..."

On the wooden stake placed horizontally opposite, the world's greatest swordsman "Hawkeye" Mihawk was sitting with his legs crossed and holding his knees with both hands.

The two of them became friends through fighting.

To Mihawk, the only swordsmanship in the world that can rival him is Shanks.

However, ever since Shanks lost an arm in the East China Sea, Mihawk has never challenged him to a sparring match again, but their friendship has remained unchanged, and they often get together for drinks.

"Ah? Nothing..."

Shanks seemed to be awakened, raised his head and smiled, but Mihawk could see the solemnity and sadness in his eyes clearly. After glancing at the newspaper, he said.

"What's so different about this marine named Ron? When I see what he does, I feel like I'm seeing another Drago."

Mihawk naturally knew Garp's son, Dragon. He often heard news about him in the past few years, but he never appeared again. Later, he heard that Dragon had rebelled and established a revolutionary army with the goal of overthrowing the World Government.

Mihawk thinks Ron will be the next Dragon, which is a very scary speculation!

however……

"No, he's different from Dorag."

Shanks knew that he couldn't hide it from Mihawk, so he looked serious when he heard it, and slowly raised his head to look at him.

"You know what I saw in Ace's eyes the last time I met him, when I rescued him?"

"what?"

Mihawk took over the conversation calmly.

"Condescending indifference and unbridled madness!"

Shanks uttered these two descriptions with great solemnity, and then looked at his hands: "I can't describe what I saw at that time... In his eyes, whether it was Ace or me, it seemed that we were just dispensable existences... But he did show great interest in our existence, as if he had been looking forward to that meeting for a long time."

"That kind of uncomfortable contradiction..."

"You know that feeling?"

"Well……"

Mihawk was silent for a moment after hearing this, then he held up the barbecued meat on the stick and said, "Are you saying the same thing as we treat this piece of meat?"

"You won't even remember how many pieces of barbecue you ate, but the taste is very important to you."

"This... dispensable, yet indispensable sense of déjà vu."

Shanks: "..."

What a magical metaphor! !
Shanks smiled bitterly and said nothing more.

Because he found that Mihawk's description was very appropriate...

To Ron, they might just be a piece of barbecue.

…(free words)…

Dashu is so kind! On the way to KTV, he got off the car halfway and walked home to post the chapter.

You will have to take a taxi there later. Don't drive after drinking, and don't drive after drinking!
Thanks to "Y情深死亡i", "孤单追忆", and "云中遥寄锦书拖" for their rewards!

(End of this chapter)