I, Sakazuki, Will Not Take a Dog Easily

These powerhouses, who are generally imprisoned on the fifth and sixth floors, seem to him to be treasures.

Shadows are good things, and even after death, their delicate flesh is also an excellent material.

"Hehehe, this is not the best. There are still a group of them kept by my partners." Moria made an invitation to Robin: "Are you interested in having an afternoon tea?"

But his words obviously caused a lot of confusion to this little ghost girl: "Partner?"

Did she hear that Moria’s former subordinates all died in the hands of Kaido. Since then, as a lonely big pirate, she has found a partner who can safely control her own strongest zombie general?

However, Robin didn't dare to ask the bottom line. This big pirate could endure his temper to accompany him to drink tea, which is definitely a concern for the faces of Sakazuki and the Warring States.

But if you don't know what to do with your own hard power, it wouldn't be so good.

Moria seemed to be interested. On the way to the center of the town, he pointed to the heavily armed zombie soldier and asked Robin's opinion: "The top firearms, are you familiar with them? I have paid a lot of money to order them in Beihai. of."

"Your arms seem to have the style of the Kingdom of Djerma." Robin can only answer anything, but she is quite confused. The uniform does not seem to belong to Djerma's style.

During the chat, the two had reached the door of the largest Gothic building in the town.

"The beautiful uniform of my zombie army was made for me." Moria pushed open the heavy door and made an inviting move towards Robin.

A magnetic voice came from the room: "How many times have I told you, since the kid in Sakazuki has drafted the name of the Scourge for us, then stop mentioning zombies. It's really inelegant."

The short zombie standing with his back to the two holding hands didn't turn around to greet his owner, and just criticized Moria arrogantly and softly.

Robin stared at the back figure in front of him with a devilish look. How come the invisible pressure of this zombie is stronger than Sakazuki where she spends day and night???

Moria seemed happy to comment on the girl’s surprised expression. He smiled and introduced Robin to the person in front of him: "My partner, he has the shadow of Red Earl, although I am the master and he is the servant. But I prefer to treat the strong with an equal relationship."

The girl finally knew why Moria dared to go to the New World to catch the pirates without fear of capsize in the gutter.

This guy in front of him is a monster.

This aristocratic zombie chuckled and turned around: "I hope you can admire my unparalleled artistic talent, Moria."

On his head, like other zombie generals, he wore a weird black military hat with a big brim.

However, the exquisite details of the hat determine the latitude of the temperament. The undercurrent beauty of wild aloofness and fierce power constructed with rationality makes the horrible mummy face under the brim of the hat particularly shadowy.

Above the half-naked gums, that moustache seemed to show his artist style.

"I don't know how I should call you? Or is it a zombie general?" Robin reluctantly settled down. Since the opponent is on the same level with Moria, he must not be sloppy in his attitude.

The mustache suddenly laughed, but his words were quite gentle, and the contrast with his hideous face was obvious.

"Before my body died, I was a king who was imprisoned by the world government on the sixth floor. Good boy, it is more appropriate for you to call me the head of the zombie."

247. Lucky is a cat

This evil spirit with overwhelming power in his body always maintains the elegance that pirates do not possess.

He stretched out his hands and gave a light high-five to the air. In the empty Gothic room, he looked very crisp and distant.

Four or five zombies wearing general rank costumes quickly fell from the roof, and they were completely different from those companions who were performing tasks outside.

Whether it's the mastery of strength or the supernatural speed, it is breathtaking.

"Afternoon tea, thank you."

The monster who claimed to be the head of the zombie thanked his subordinates softly. Then he walked quickly to the round table not far away, pulled a low chair, and signaled Robin to take his seat first.

"Please sit down, girl from the navy."

His words and deeds give people the feeling that he is not like a big pirate full of evil, but more like a gentle nobleman.

Moria sat on a special chair by herself, condescendingly looking at the navy girl in front of her.

The big pirate suddenly thought of someone, who seemed to have known each other.

She is very similar in temperament to the little white-haired girl who visited the ship not long ago.

He is also a young man, and he has a lot of thoughts, and there are no flaws in his speech and behavior.

"Do you know Koko Umit?" Moria couldn't help but ask.

The zombie with the shadow of the Red Earl chuckled slightly: "It seems that we thought of going together."

But the two were destined to be disappointed, Robin shook his head: "Sorry, I don't know anything about this person."

The owner of the three-masted ship, who has established a deep cooperative relationship with the small arms dealer, is not angry. Instead, he laughs strangely: "That's a child who looks like you. I really look forward to seeing you."

After receiving the black tea from the zombie generals, the artistic mustache smiled: "I have a good suggestion. Would you like to hear it? After all, we are still more than half an hour away from Judicial Island."

"...I don't seem to have the right to refuse." Robin heard the other side's implication.

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"Judicial Island turned out to be like this!" Flam, who followed Robin's questions and questions all the way, seemed like Grandma Liu entered the Grand View Garden.

For this poor boy, everything here is quite rare.

That magnificent building, the two rotating giants at the door, and the wolf cavalry troops monitoring their whereabouts all the way.

Not to mention Fram, even the most calm Master Tom was watching around.

"Further ahead is the courtroom" Robin pointed to the overcrowded street.

Half of them were naval soldiers who came out to maintain order, and on the other side were thousands of pirates who had been raised from the Moria ship.

Flam remembered the luxurious treatment on board Moria, but that was the first time he was complimented as a master.

Even if the opponent is just a zombie.

"I thought we were the top priority."

The girl led them through this tall building and stepped into a small house: "Let’s rest here first."

"This is?" Looking at the unique double-decker bar in the house, Uncle Murloc couldn't help swallowing. At a glance, he saw the bottle of spirits on the counter, which is said to be a special tribute to the Legion.

Robin rolled his eyes reluctantly. This room was a bar set up by Judicial Island for expeditionary soldiers.

The gang of **** who take off their clothes after drinking is just ridiculous!

But during ordinary times, this place has become a street of legion culture.

The seamen and agents on Judicial Island are regular visitors here, and even killer organizations that rarely show up are said to have appeared in bars.

As soon as she wanted to explain to a few people, a white pigeon flew down from the second floor of the bar.