“Seven… Seven Warlords—!?”
“That is… the world’s strongest swordsman, Dracule Mihawk—”
“Why is he here?”
Sabaody Archipelago, Area 24, 【Orange Garden】 Restaurant
Inside the exquisitely decorated restaurant, whispers of shock and fear could be faintly heard from a corner, coming from pirates or petty criminals.
But neither Fang Mingjing nor Mihawk paid any attention.
Especially Fang Mingjing, who was currently twitching at the corner of his eye at the sight of the dishes in front of him:
Orange Baked Rice, Orange Cheese Bake, Orange-based Fruit Salad, Orange Egg Custard, Tangerine Juice Marinated Chicken Legs, Tangerine Mulled Wine, Orange Jam Bread…
The drink was freshly squeezed orange juice, the dessert was orange jelly…
All orange.
While it was clear from the restaurant's name that it specialized in orange cuisine, the reason everyone was surprised was because Mihawk hadn't even looked at the menu after entering. He simply told the waiter, “Bring everything.”
“……”
Mihawk seemed to realize his impulsiveness at this moment.
But thankfully, in One Piece, everyone was a big eater, and with the addition of a mysterious chat group leader, Mihawk felt that it should all be eaten.
At the very least, they could finish 80% of it…
However—
“I’m full.”
The voice from beside him made Mihawk fall silent for a moment.
God of Tongue: “Huh? Mingjing-di only ate so little?” The group livestream continued.
Stinky Sprout: “But I’m really full… This orange rice is delicious.”
Fang Mingjing wasn’t being polite.
The orange, after being thoroughly cooked, blended with the rice, and combined with meat and cheese as a baked rice, was truly a delicious dish that made one’s eyes light up.
Ainz Ooal Gown: “However, I’m curious. What does the group leader intend to do about that Momonosuke?”
Stinky Sprout: “Just throw a stick at him when the time comes.”
Ainz Ooal Gown: “Huh?”
Stinky Sprout: “Well… Didn’t I mention this in the group? My luck is really good.”
Sōsuke Aizen: “Luck… could it be some kind of ability? I apologize, but the concept of luck is fraught with uncertainty. Even I find it difficult to imagine.”
Seventeen-Year-Old Girl: “Following the style of Gensokyo, perhaps an ‘Ability of Extreme Luck’?”
“I’ll go take a look around now.”
While chatting in the group, Fang Mingjing said this to Mihawk.
“Do you need some berries?”
“That’s not necessary.”
“Understood, then let’s meet later.”
Mihawk nodded, holding his goblet—he seemed to be quite fond of the tangerine mulled wine in this restaurant.
Some human trafficker pirates hiding in the corner looked at Fang Mingjing's back, momentarily feeling a surge of greed, but when Mihawk’s sharp gaze swept over them, they immediately became like they had been doused with a bucket of ice water, cowering back.
Fang Mingjing walked out of the restaurant and chose a random direction.
He wanted to see the Straw Hat Pirates, the protagonist of this world, and he also wanted to see if the World Nobles, the Celestial Dragons, were interesting.
He remembered that these two could be found together in a large auction, right?
Thinking this, he walked into an alley.
There were many such alleys on Sabaody Archipelago, and they were also shortcuts to other areas.
Of course, for the alleyways in areas 1-29, the illegal areas, it’s best not to take a shortcut.
“Heh…”
At the end of the narrow alley, two figures with rough appearances approached, chuckling.
And from the back of the alley.
Two figures from both the front and back, with obvious malicious smiles, approached Fang Mingjing. Of the four, one held a sack, while the other three carried weapons like guns and knives…
Human traffickers?
Sabaody Archipelago was actually quite good in every way, but because the human auction house was so popular, this kind of person who would do anything for money was common.
“Hello, do you know where the biggest human auction house is nearby?”
As they approached, they heard Fang Mingjing ask this.
“A human auction house?”
“Oh, you want to go there? Heh, we’re most familiar with that kind of place. We’d take you there even if you didn’t say anything.”
“Alright! If you want to go to the human auction house, get in this bag! See this? Don’t make me use this on you—”
The fierce pirate carrying the sack approached directly, brandishing the sharp knife in his hand as if to intimidate him.
Fang Mingjing reached out and took the knife.
Yes, he simply reached out and took the knife from the other person.
Perhaps even the human trafficker himself didn’t understand what was happening. When he came to his senses, he was about to intimidate the kid, but then he saw Fang Mingjing lightly swing the small knife in his hand.
Suddenly…
The buildings on both sides of the alley were cut to pieces as if in jest…
The walls were cut to pieces and collapsed.
The human traffickers froze.
When they recovered, they were terrified, their hair standing on end, and sweat pouring down their backs.
“Take me there.”
“…Yes, yes!”
They answered almost as if jumping up and down.
Hestia: “Human traffickers… so despicable.”
Ainz Ooal Gown: “If I encountered them, I would capture them and throw them into the Terror's chamber.”
Seventeen-Year-Old Girl: “I think it’s a pity… hehe, if Little Group Leader was captured, I would definitely cross over and buy you, okay?”
God of Tongue: “You can do that!?”
Stinky Sprout: “…”
Purple Mom, you are not right!