Pirate: It’s not a phantom beast, it’s a phantom god!

Chapter 267 Alternation
Grand Line, Malinpit Island.

As a world-renowned resort, the island has countless hotels, casinos, opium dens, auction houses and prostitution streets.

Delicious food, fine wine, beautiful women...all the things that humans enjoy are available here.

Countless royal families, nobles, wealthy people and other upper-class people gather here every day. Even the Celestial Dragons often visit here. It can be said to be a veritable den of money.

The Golden Glazed Pavilion - the tallest, most majestic and most magnificent building on Marimpic Island, is the ultimate entertainment club that brings together all the above-mentioned entertainment venues.

Of course, the consumption there is also the highest on the entire island.

The amount of money that the guests spend every minute here is equivalent to the entire income of an ordinary working class for half a year.

In one of the magnificent boxes, the patriarch of our Mediah family was sitting on a sea king-style leather sofa with a smug look on his face, smoking with the other people in the room.

"Whoo~"

"Ahem! Ahem!"

After coughing a few times and extinguishing his expensive cigar, Caspar said in a disdainful tone:

"Everything else about this place is okay, but the cigars are so low-quality. They taste like wood chips."

"It's far inferior to the batch that came in from the West Sea some time ago."

"Isn't that right, Staff Officer Singh?"

"Mr. Media, that batch of goods was a royal tribute from the West Sea Tobacco Kingdom. It was several times more expensive than the same volume of gold, and only a few of them could be produced in a year."

A man in military uniform with dark skin and a big belly sat on the side of the Casbah, enjoying the service of two graceful beauties beside him quite comfortably.

"Although the cigars offered here are not as good as others in quality, they are already the highest quality products available on the Grand Line."

As he spoke, the deputy staff officer of the Navy Logistics Department asked the beauty beside him to take a puff of the high-end cigar in her hand, and then fed it to him with her mouth.

"Well~ Anyway, I'm not used to smoking this kind of stuff."

"It made me cough."

"Let's go find those people from the West Sea next time and ask them to give us a few more boxes~"

Caspar frowned at the interaction between the other party and those "old women" and had to turn his head to look at the people outside the window who were living a life of luxury.

"Come to think of it, we're still in this thanks to you, Spandine. I didn't know you had connections in the West Sea."

As Caspar finished speaking, everyone in the box looked at Spandine, who was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with his hands behind his back and a smile on his face.

It was he who acted as a matchmaker between Kasba and senior military officials such as Singh that facilitated this network of interests, and he himself benefited greatly from it.

Hearing someone calling his name, Spandine turned around and said with a smile on his face.

"It's nothing, it's just that there have been some changes in my work recently, so I've been in contact with people from Xihai more often."

"Regarding the job transfer...did he successfully take over from that old Jolly?"

Singh, who knew something about Spandine's department, asked curiously.

"That's not it."

"Huh? What happened? Didn't Bailey stuff enough?"

Singh stopped massaging the chest and asked with some concern. He wasn't worried about Spandam's future, but rather that if he were transferred to another department now, it might affect his arms smuggling business with Kasbah.

"No, it's a transfer order from higher up. It seems they want me to be in charge of a CP department. I don't know the specific CP yet."

“CP?!”*2
Obviously, this involves a sensitive intelligence department like CP and should be confidential internal information, but Spandine said it lightly.

This sudden promotion seemed to make him a little too proud of himself.

"Yes, it seems that the original candidate died unexpectedly in the battle a few months ago, so I was asked to take over... By the way, I have to thank Baishou~"

Picking up the wine glass on the table, Spandane toasted Caspar from a distance.

"You're talking about that battle... A lot of the soldiers on the front lines died in that battle, so all the money allocated from above went into pensions. I didn't get a cent!"

Thinking of his arch-enemy, another deputy staff officer in charge of pension distribution who directly moved into a luxurious villa afterwards, Singh gritted his teeth.

Seeing that kid greedy for money is more painful than making him lose money!

"Well, it turned out to be a blessing in disguise. The weapons the army didn't have the money to buy were sold directly to those peasants from the West Sea, and they made several times the profit."

"That gangster called...Capone Al, he's quite generous."

He moved his fat body slightly to the left and right, pulled himself out of the sofa, and also toasted Caspar with a glass of red wine.

"Haha~ After all, we went through so much trouble to transport the goods from the 'New World' to that remote place in the West Sea. How can they not show some appreciation?"

Caspar said proudly that he enjoyed the subtle flattery shown by the two people.

You have to know that before this, these two people were indifferent to me. If I hadn't given up enough profits, they wouldn't even bother to meet me.

Chunchun treated him as a bootlicker who gave him money.

But after the battle in the Fenrir Sea three months ago, the attitudes of these two people suddenly changed.

Although he had no intention of giving back the profits he had made, his attitude was at least much better, and he even took the initiative to invite me to come here for vacation.

[Hmph~ I didn't expect those barbarians from Baishou to be of some use.]
Shaking the red wine in his glass, Caspar was thinking about how to further squeeze the value out of the beasts.

……

At the same time, a pirate ship with an exaggerated appearance and a Tyrannosaurus-shaped bow docked at the pier of Fenrir Island.

At this time, the shore was already full of people welcoming them, and even Kaido himself came out and stood at the front of the welcoming team.

Snapped!
Black leather boots stepped on the bluestone floor of the dock.

The pirate, wearing a black captain's coat, a half-mask, and a ferocious jaw, grinned at the grand welcoming team, revealing a mouthful of fangs.

"Wu la la la, Saxi ignores me~"

Kaido was the first to step forward and greeted the other party warmly, then glanced at Light who was also in the team, his eyes clearly saying "Can I go get the wine now?!"

Kaido smiled with satisfaction as he watched the other party sigh helplessly and then lead his men towards the wine cellar.

He immediately went up to him, put his arm around the shoulders of this old acquaintance whose temperament had changed drastically, and boasted enthusiastically:
"This time I've prepared some wine you wouldn't even dare to imagine, just waiting for you!"

"Hanaza!"

(End of this chapter)