I'm at the top of One Piece

Karp was close behind.

A gentle breeze brushed against my cheek.

Mercer strained his eyes to see what was happening.

result.

Only bursts of air explosions echoed from a great distance.

The vibrations in the air, accompanied by the earth shaking, came from afar.

The wind carried low, angry roars.

Half an hour later.

Garp appeared from a distance with a look of great satisfaction on his face, his slippers nowhere to be seen.

The floral short-sleeved shirt also had a tear.

Barefoot.

Hurry over.

Karp reached out and ruffled Messer's hair, laughing, "You must have been waiting impatiently. Are you tired of carrying me?"

As Garp took the baby from Mercer's arms, a look of joy flashed across his face.

Garp laughed.

“This little thing’s features are quite similar to mine, Mercer. He really is my grandson.”

Moses laughed too.

"So, you've forgotten your old love since you found a new one, and you don't love your eldest grandson anymore now that you have your own grandson?"

Garp's lips twitched, looking embarrassed, and he stammered, "I didn't, I'm not, don't think nonsense."

But then he saw an amused look in Moses' eyes.

His complexion was visibly dark.

Karp took a deep breath, grabbed Mercer by the back of his collar, and pulled him into his arms.

He rubbed his stubble-covered face hard against Mercer's cheek.

"Don't overthink it, you are all Grandpa's grandsons."

"What a scumbag statement."

Messer curled his lip in disdain, but after seeing the helplessness in Garp's eyes, he said, "Fine, I won't tease you anymore."

He looked at Karp and breathed a sigh of relief.

The next moment, Garp feigned anger and said:

"You brat, where did you learn all this from?"

"Uncle Bogart taught me this. He said that's how you pick up girls. It's called 'first suppress, then elevate,' putting yourself in a vulnerable position to achieve your goals."

He said what it was called again, um...right, it's called "tea talk."

Mercer betrayed Bogart in a very unethical way. Mercer wasn't making this up; it was indeed Bogart who taught him this.

A while ago, Bogart was having dinner at his restaurant when he saw a dramatic love story at the next table and made this remark.

Then he passed on his "valuable" life experience to Moses.

That's why Mercer said Bogart was pretending to be a Casanova that day.

Upon hearing this, Garp's eyes twitched uncontrollably, and he muttered curses under his breath.

"What exactly did that brat teach you?"

"You never learned anything good from that girl, Dolly. Her mouth is always full of honey. And now this bastard is teaching you all this useless stuff. It's infuriating!"

Looking at Garp, who seemed to be about to turn red, Messer couldn't help but silently mourn for Bogart for a second.

"I hope you're strong enough, uncle, so you can withstand the old man's punches."

……

We arrived at the warship.

As Bogart approached, he saw that Garp's nose and eyes were neither nose nor eyes.

He glanced at himself with an angry expression.

He slipped past his body and entered the cabin.

I'm a bit confused, not knowing what I did to offend my boss.

He couldn't help but look at Mercer, his eyes conveying a sense of "What's wrong with him?"

Moses laughed. "He's fine, he just learned some things."

"What is it?"

Bogart became curious, his gossip-loving heart burning brightly. Just now, he had sensed that familiar aura.

There's bound to be some juicy gossip to come.

Tell me quickly so I can be happy.

He had a look of amusement on his face.

Poor Bogart, you have no idea yet, watching this is just a joke, and you might end up getting yourself into trouble.

"It's nothing, I just told you the way you taught me how to pick up girls the other day."

next moment.

Mercer watched as Bogart's face turned white and then green at a visible speed.

So, Mercer stood on tiptoe, reached out and patted Bogart's arm, comforting him, "Uncle, it's okay, my grandpa won't do anything to you."

Hmm, probably not.

Bogart was both amused and exasperated, looking at Mercer who was trying to comfort him, with a look of utter stomach pain on his face.

He let out a groan.

"Then thank you."

"If I die because of this, you'd better light a cigarette on my grave, or I won't rest in peace."

"Yeah, don't worry." Mercer said seriously, "I'll light a pack of cigarettes on your grave every year."

Bogart looked at Mercer and thought with a pang of sadness: This kid is actually quite nice to me.

What a joke!

With a look of despair, he arranged for the ship to set sail. Following Garp's old method, the warship traversed the Grand Line, bypassed the nearby "Devil's Triangle" area, crossed the Calm Belt, and entered the East China Sea.

The atmosphere on board was particularly tense during the half-day voyage in the calm zone.

Without him.

Sea kings are terrifying.

But whether it was luck or something else, the journey was smooth, and we crossed it directly through the long, sweltering weather.

Travel a straight line between two points.

Guided by the nautical chart, a few days later, a clean and tidy large port appeared in the distance.

Dawn Island

Port of the Kingdom of Goa.

However, the warship did not approach, but instead sailed directly to the right front.

Less than half an hour.

A simple and unpretentious seaside village appears: Windmill Village, Kapu's hometown, with warships steadily docked at the wooden pier at the village entrance.

The docks are bustling with people, exuding a simple and honest atmosphere.

The pedestrians' faces were beaming with genuine smiles.

With Mather in his arms and the baby in his arms, Garp disembarked from the warship and walked along the road toward the house at the far end of the village on the east side.

along the way.

The villagers he encountered all greeted Kapu.

"Uncle Garp is back! How long will he be staying this time? Oh, and who are these two little guys?"

"Haha, my grandson."

"Garp, you're back again. Where are you going?"

"Go to Slab's house, I heard he's become a grandfather too."

"Oh, so you went to the village chief's house? Well, since you're back, you should go and take a look."

Karp frowned slightly: "What?"

Seeing the puzzled look in Karp's eyes, an older villager sighed:

"His son and daughter-in-law were attacked by pirates while on a ship a while ago. Although they came back alive, they suffered a lot. Not long after, their son passed away. His posthumous child was born recently, but now he has contracted some unknown illness and seems to be dying again."

Karp remained silent for a moment, then thanked the villagers and said, "I understand."

Unconsciously, Garp quickened his pace a bit, and after about ten minutes, he arrived at a door.

This is a single-story house with a small courtyard. The wooden gate is tightly closed, but the outer lock is not on.

It's clear there are people inside.

Garp immediately started banging on the door, shouting, "Slub? Are you home?"

Bang bang bang!

It's like banging on a door.

A moment later, a middle-aged man angrily opened the door and, upon seeing Garp, said in a sarcastic tone:

"Who is this busybody? Oh, it's Vice Admiral Garp. What's up?"