“Ship~~~ship~~~”
“I am a ship~~~”
Three days later.
A strange ship, modified from a World Government vessel, completely devoid of sails.
Led by a giant wave, created by the highest-level Homie Sea King, it departed from the Dream House at an astonishing speed, heading towards the distant horizon.
The giant mast was once adorned with the World Government's flag, but it had long disappeared.
In its place, a pirate flag with a skull, two crossed double-edged swords in front, a blazing pattern behind the skull, wings on both sides, was proudly waving in the wind.
The ship's ram ornament had a humanoid expression, as if it had come to life.
It was singing merrily.
Of course, even more exaggerated was the bottom of the ship.
The giant wave with a humanoid expression was pushing it forward, rapidly and continuously.
It was shocking and bewildering.
On the deck, there were four or five figures.
Among them, four were as tall as small giants, intimidating to behold.
The remaining figure was slightly shorter than a normal adult male, around twenty or thirty years old.
After three days of trial.
He had easily conquered the stomachs of everyone in the Dream House with his "Chop-Chop Fruit" ability and his exquisite culinary skills.
Coupled with his formidable swordsmanship, being a Swordmaster who could effortlessly wield Flying Slash Attacks, he gained the admiration of many members of the Dream House.
With the unanimous "approval" of the children in the Dream House, Longbread, in his triple role as chef, navigator, and combatant, had officially joined El's newly established Fallen Angel Pirate Crew, becoming one of its members.
"The Soul-Soul Fruit..."
Looking at the ship, as if it had come alive, able to navigate itself, and the enormously exaggerated, terrifying Homie wave.
Even this veteran pirate chef, who had been sailing the Grand Line for a long time, already an old hand at twenty-nine, couldn't help but marvel: "Such incredible power!"
"Longbread, are you sure this Life Card leads to Barbaric Island?"
Gairds, looking around with excitement, asked.
Indeed, Longbread was not only a top-tier chef but also an excellent navigator.
"Absolutely no mistake, Gairds-sama, I always make a Life Card for every island I visit, leaving part of it there as a permanent log pose... to prevent myself from losing track of the island!"
Longbread patted his chest, confidently declaring, "I visited Barbaric Island three years ago!"
"This Life Card was made then. I deliberately tore off the other half and buried it there!"
The Life Card not only displays the user's life state.
But the torn parts of the same Life Card will also attract each other.
If multiple pieces are torn off directly from it, the smaller Life Cards will generally guide towards the larger part.
The magnetic field of the New World is far more chaotic than the first half of the Grand Line, making it impossible to create a permanent log pose. Even the commonly used log pose with three magnetic needles can only provide an uncertain route.
To accurately guide to a specific island, one can only rely on the Life Card's guidance.
Longbread's method is not an exception.
This is a common practice among most navigators in the New World who have extensive experience.
It ensures that they can always return to places they have been to by following the Life Card's guidance.
"However, may I ask... El-sama, why are you going to Barbaric Island?" Longbread looked curiously at El, who was leading the way with a long sword on his hip, looking majestic.
"I think you've heard of the 'Holy Mother'?"
El, sitting at the bow of the ship, glanced at him.
He was very pleased to have gained a reliable chef and navigator.
Moreover, according to his unique Observation Haki, the other party had no ulterior motives.
After Longbread joined, he officially established the "Fallen Angel Pirate Crew."
Rerere, Gairds, and Healdin became combat members.
As for the children of the Dream House, they were naturally eager to join the pirate crew.
El directly taught them the Rokushiki and Haki training methods, and gave everyone a condition.
Apart from Rerere, Gairds, and Healdin, everyone else must master half of the Rokushiki or be proficient in one type of Haki.
Only then could they become official members of the Fallen Angel Pirate Crew.
Those who were interested in learning swordsmanship and wanted to become swordsmen could also practice with Longbread, the Swordmaster.
Now, those little brats were staying in the Dream Park, working hard to train to join the Fallen Angel Pirate Crew.
Therefore, he only brought Rerere, Gairds, Healdin, and Longbread, the chef and navigator, on this trip.
As for the safety of the Dream Park, it was protected by a large number of Homies, so there was no need to worry too much.
"The Holy Mother? You mean Sister Carmel?"
Longbread was taken aback.
He subconsciously glanced at Healdin and Gairds, the giants, who nodded and said: "Of course, we've heard of her... but the giants all say she's a human trafficker!"
If he remembered correctly.
The World Government had vehemently refuted this claim in the newspapers.
They also said that El-sama was suspected of being the real killer of Sister Carmel, but the giants chose to protect him, a descendant with the blood of demons.
Of course, as a pirate.
Longbread naturally didn't believe the World Government's words.
However, the World Government had once published photos of Fallen Angel El transforming in G-12 Fortress in the newspapers.
He had transformed into a terrifying monster, large in size, bathed in lightning, resembling a snake and a bird.
It was said to be a rare Mythical Zoan, Feather Serpent form.
It looked incredibly powerful.
Therefore, Longbread, with his self-awareness, had no hesitation in choosing to join El in the Dream Park, willingly becoming a follower.
Both to protect his own life and to follow such a potentially great figure, whose future achievements were destined to be immeasurable.
In fact, after observing and discovering things over the past three days.
He increasingly felt that he had made the right choice.
This team had unlimited potential.
Not to mention, just the Homie army alone had left him in awe.
Not to mention, through his interactions with the children of the Dream House, he learned more about El and Rerere, who were truly invincible and incredibly strong, born monsters.
Especially, witnessing El and Rerere's exaggerated training methods.
Indeed, it proved this point.
It was astounding.
"That's right, her true identity is a human trafficker!"
"Carmel is so despicable, she deceived our giants!"
Healdin and Gairds, the two young giants, exclaimed angrily.
"Those World Government guys, with their reservations and unwillingness to take drastic action, seeing that they couldn't do anything to Elbaph, the world's strongest country, they could only throw dirt on me to highlight their justice and authority..."
El crossed his arms, sneering: "However, they accidentally guessed right, Carmel was indeed killed by me!"
"Moreover, I also learned from her where this human trafficker hid all the treasure she accumulated over decades of child trafficking!"
The reason he hadn't gone to collect the treasure until now was because he didn't have a Life Card to guide him.
Because Carmel had left her Life Card there, but after her death, it had turned to ashes, leaving no way to guide him.
Unexpectedly, Longbread had been there and had even left a Life Card.
This was a pleasant surprise for him.
"Huh?"
"Treasure?"
When they heard this.
Everyone's eyes lit up.
However, besides Longbread, who was attracted to the treasure itself.
Rerere, Gairds, and Healdin, were more interested in the novelty and anticipation of this treasure hunt.
"That's right, Carmel hid all the treasure she obtained over her entire life on Barbaric Island!"
El's eyes were bright as he said with a smile: "Those treasures are secondary to us..."
"Mainly, she also collected two Devil Fruits!"
"Devil Fruits?"
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