Sailing: The crew members are all top-notch talents!

"So, have you found Waldo yet?"

Renault lay leisurely in the rocking chair, his eyes closed as he accepted the fruit that Lingling was feeding him.

Flameflower skillfully massaged Renault's legs, looking blissfully happy.

The dark figure squatted on the lawn, wiping his short knife, which could never be cleaned properly, and occasionally blowing a few breaths of immortal air on it.

Rupert took a bunch of ship repair tools out of the pocket on his belly and put them out to dry in the sun; they had been sitting there for so long that they were almost rusty.

Roger is training his soldiers, instructing a dozen of the most talented soldiers in the Six Styles of the Navy.

Rogge was devastated to find that out of a total of 20,000 soldiers, only a dozen or so were considered to have decent talent.

The long loaf of bread was almost flying off the stove in the kitchen as everyone busily prepared lunch for each other.

Haildin lay on the lawn, teasing the butterflies that were fluttering around.

Upon hearing Renault's question, Jess, who was buried under the newspaper, poked his head out.

"Boss, I've read all the newspapers recently, and only six of them are related to Waldo."

"Four of the activity areas were not fixed and were too far apart, so we could not obtain effective information."

"As for the other two reports about him, they were in the same sea area, but that sea area is a godforsaken place, and the two events were two months apart, so they are not very relevant."

With a bitter face, Jess rattled off all the information he could find about Waldo, and feeling that he hadn't achieved anything, he tossed all the newspapers aside.

"Captain, there's nothing I can do."

Exhausted, Jess lay sprawled on the newspaper.

"Appearing twice in the same sea area, two months apart? And in the middle of nowhere at that?"

"Waldo, what are you doing there?!"

"Haylding, come with me tomorrow!!"

"Okay, boss."

Haildin, teasing the butterfly in front of him, answered "five" without turning his head.

070 Waldo, who had been repeatedly outmaneuvered, was instantly defeated!!

A new world, 10,000 meters above the ground.

A golden ark sped along, with Renault on the ship's side enjoying the cool breeze and his black cloak fluttering behind him.

Click.

A crisp sound came from behind.

"Halding, I'll need these fruits later, so don't eat them all."

Turning to look at the gluttonous Halding, Renault stopped him.

"Captain, where are we going?" Haildin, unconcerned, sat down on the ground and ate a crisp, sweet apple.

Early in the morning, Renault, carrying a large amount of fruit, left the Kingdom of Castor in his Ark Notes.

We have been flying for almost half a day now.

“Go find Waldo,” Renault replied calmly.

Although he wasn't sure if Waldo was in that area, it was his only clue so far.

He would not give up as long as there was even the slightest chance.

As for bringing Haildin along, it was naturally for an extra layer of insurance.

Eight years ago at the Sabaody Archipelago auction, they clashed with Waldo over the prized Adam Tree.

A fierce battle even broke out, but he managed to escape by sheer luck.

Given Waldo's personality, he is very likely to harbor resentment about this matter.

If they really can't reach an agreement in the end, then they'll have no choice but to get rid of him and use their luck points to reclaim the Momo Fruit.

Hajrudin is naturally the perfect candidate for this Devil Fruit.

"This is pretty much it."

Renault maneuvered the Golden Ark down to a height of 100 meters above the sea, observing the area from above.

Looking around, there are basically no islands.

Even if there are one or two, they are pitifully small.

"Waldo is here??" Renault frowned, realizing he had misjudged the situation.

He couldn't understand why Waldo would be active in such a place.

If it weren't for the naval report, he wouldn't even have known that such a sea area existed in the New World.

It's practically the dead end, if not the most barren place.

With a "let's give it a try" attitude, Renault continued to pilot the "030" Golden Ark in his search.

With his current Observation Haki, plus the aid of the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, he can cover an area of ​​several thousand meters.

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He can detect any scent on the island immediately.

"It's not here!!"

"It's not here either!!"

"......"

Time passed by, and in the blink of an eye, another hour had gone by.

It must be said that although this sea area has few islands, it is vast in area.

Along the way, Renault also discovered quite a few islands.

Some are deserted islands, with nothing but a few animals.

Some of them are inhabited by pirates, who are scattered and active on their own.

Some of them have towns and villages, which are quite lively.

But after carefully sensing it, he realized that the strongest person inside was not even as good as Rogge, let alone Valdo.

Eight years have passed, and Waldo, who possesses the Momo-Momo Fruit, cannot be so weak now.

"Could it really not be here?" Renault became increasingly doubtful of his judgment.

Is it really just a coincidence?!

"There's only one area left, let's finish searching it."

"Um?!!"

Renault, who had initially held little hope, suddenly brightened up. According to his Observation Haki, there were many living people on the largest island a few hundred meters ahead.

One of them was the most powerful aura he had detected since arriving in this sea area.

As for whether it was Waldo, he couldn't be sure.

"Don't let me down."

The Golden Ark suddenly accelerated, and a loud bang echoed in the air.

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"Hahahaha... Boss, Nex really has a lot of good stuff!!"

"We found a full ten million Berries on his pirate ship!!!"

"Exactly! His warehouse is full of good wine!!"

"Great, now we've got it all!!"

The pirates boasted about their haul while drinking heartily.

"I think this place is pretty good. It's not too dangerous, and we can occasionally take down a few pirate crews. We'll never have to worry about food or drink!"

"The boss is brilliant!!"

The pirate underlings, unaware of the truth, frantically flattered Waldo.

Bingjack, standing to the side, glanced at it indifferently but didn't say anything more.

"Hahahaha... Don't worry, we won't be here for long. Wait for me..."

"Um?!!"

Before Waldo could finish speaking, his eyes suddenly turned sharp.

He suddenly turned around and looked into the void.

"Dude, we're in trouble!!"

He sensed an extremely powerful aura rapidly approaching their direction.

The speed is getting faster and faster!

A half-dead-looking Bingjack struggled to his feet, his expression grave. "Could it be that Lockes has come looking for us?"

"This (the 37 guys in the transit group really are 1729119) is like a persistent ghost!!"

Bingjack naturally assumed it was Rocks.

He didn't believe that such a powerful aura was just some expert passing by.

Their location has obviously been exposed.

"Don't worry, brother, I won't let them hurt you."

Waldo stood in front of Bingjack, his muscles tense, his cloak billowing behind him even though there was no wind.

His aura surged, indicating he was ready to fight.

Seeing that things were going badly, the pirate crew grabbed their weapons, ready to fight at the slightest provocation.

However, none of them showed any fear on their faces.

During their months there, they encountered at least six or seven pirate crews who wanted to kill and rob them, but they were all dealt with by their leader.

This time, they were just making assumptions.

All they need to do is support their boss.

As he got closer, Reno looked down at the pirates below who were on high alert, and his gaze locked onto a figure almost instantly.

Then, a slight upturn of the corners of his mouth formed a satisfied smile.

"As expected, you didn't disappoint me, Halding, you got it done."

"Here you are, boss." After swallowing the last bite of apple, Halding stood up and his demeanor changed instantly, becoming extremely sharp.

"Bro, it's not Lox, it's Reno!!!"

When he saw the two figures stepping down from the Golden Ark, Waldo immediately tensed up.

His expression was more solemn than ever before.

He considered many possibilities: perhaps Rocks, perhaps the Navy, or perhaps some great pirate.