One Piece: My Villain Identity Has Been Exposed

Chapter 39-Human Auction

Kom, who is only 1.7 meters tall, wears black-rimmed glasses and short brown hair, looks particularly small on the beach.

Sherlock rubbed his eyebrows, and the corners of his eyes swept across the deep facial features of Laubran’s face.

Laurent combed his silver hair neatly, and did not know how much gel he wiped, shining in the afterglow of the setting sun. He kept smiling and looked at the direction of the beach.

“Captain, you see, it’s Kom. We met again. It’s fate.”

“Kom? Didn’t Big Brother let him go?”

Wrightson scratched his hair inexplicably.

Then you have to ask the old fox Laubran… Sherlock silently slandered, guessing that there was something wrong with the nautical chart Laubran had given Kerm, and brought him back to Taita Island.

“Sherlock, you are back!”

Kom cried with tears in excitement.

The Evil Ship docked, dropped anchor, and moored to the Repulse Bay. Sherlock and the others took the Titan cubs off the ship.

Kerm looked at the little Titan in surprise and gave a thumbs up, “Unexpectedly, you really found it back.”

“Why are you here?”

Wrightson asked curiously.

Kom wiped his tears: “Don’t mention it, not long after I separated from you, the boat circled back into the circulating ocean current, and brought me back to this small island. Although I am an explorer, I really can’t use sailing skills. I’m here to watch and look forward to your coming back and take me out. I didn’t expect you to come back.”

Wrightson patted his shoulder sympathetically: “Fate.”

“Remember what I said to you?”

Lauber straightened his bow tie ethically and looked at Kom with a gentle face.

Kom swallowed: “Remember.”

“We are not a philanthropist, and it is impossible to give you a second time for free. You must always reflect your own value, otherwise the wicked account will not take you out.”

Laubran said.

Sherlock suddenly felt that Laubran was justified and could not refute it. The corners of his mouth rose, leaning on the railing, and watching the play quietly.

“I…I can work on the boat, but…but can I not want to be a pirate? I still want to go home.”

Kom stammered.

Laubran looked at Sherlock, who nodded slightly.

Laurent looked back and said to Kom: “Okay, we can sign a five-year labor agreement first.”

“Then I…what do I need to do?”

Kerm asked nervously.

Sherlock said lightly, “Consultant.”

Laurent took out the agreement that had been drafted a long time ago and handed it to Kom.

It is clearly stated in the agreement that the consultant must follow the arrangements of Captain Houston and Navigator Laubran, part-time translators, and provide explorer expertise in a timely manner. They must also comply with the confidentiality agreement and not raise anything about the Hellfire to any third party.

This agreement is completely tailor-made for him.

Kerm swallowed and looked up to see Laubran’s smiling face, knowing that he was yin.

He reluctantly signed and escorted, and handed the agreement to Laurent.

Laubran nodded in satisfaction and said, “You are welcome to join the Devil.”

“East Blue Flower Trading Company.”

Sherlock added.

Kom patted his chest and breathed a sigh of relief: “The consultant of East Blue Flower Trading Company, fortunately, he has an upright identity.”

“Haha, it’s not bad to have one more explorer on board.”

Wrightson said with a smile.

The movement on the island soon attracted the savages of the Titans and Tata tribe.

When Titan saw his child, his eyes were wet instantly.

When the young Titan saw his father, he could no longer restrain the excitement in his heart. He babbled and cried.

Since losing its tongue, it hasn’t made a sound anymore.

To this day, I returned to this familiar island and returned to my home.

The two Titans hugged each other, and the orange light of the sunset shed on them, which made people couldn’t bear to disturb the warmth of this reunion.

Wrightson wiped the tears from his eyes, his lacrimal glands were very shallow, and he hugged the cowardly Kerm and cried bitterly.

“It’s great that father and son meet again.”

“I really want to go home and see my children.”

The two talked about their own things, but they were able to talk unexpectedly.

Sherlock shook his head, stood on the beach, pulled out a lollipop, and put it in his mouth.

The sweetness occupies the mouth instantly, which feels great.

If it weren’t for training every day, Sherlock suspected that sooner or later he would get diabetes.

The old patriarch of the Tata tribe raised his eyebrows, and a group of black girls in grass skirts surrounded him.

They are hot and enthusiastically dancing hula dancing, seeing Kerm and Wrightson have a nosebleed.

The girls presented Sherlock and others with garlands made of small daisies.

The golden beach quickly turned into a carnival party. People sang, danced, drank and ate meat, until night fell, and Laurent performed another wave of air explosion skills, bursting out countless fireworks in the sky, giving the party a perfect end.

“Patriarch, Sherlock said the island will be his own in the future.”

Kemu plucked up his courage to communicate with the old patriarch.

“The hero wants the entire island?”

The old patriarch frowned slightly.

Kom swallowed and said, “Sherlock said that everyone can continue to live on the island. Hospitals, schools, mines, farms, ranches, and arsenals will be built on the island. You will always have the right to use the land, but Ownership belongs to him and will provide jobs for everyone. Residents on the island can join East Blue Flower Trading Company if they wish. After that, they will no longer have to worry about food and clothing, and will lead everyone to a new and prosperous life.”

“What is a hospital? School? Mine? Farm? Ranch? Armory? Trading company?”

The old patriarch felt that he had never heard of these terms. Kom explained for a long time before he understood a little bit. His eyes were bright, looking at Kom, and asked: “The hero wants to be the new patriarch?”

Kom wiped the sweat from his forehead and nodded: “That’s what it meant.”

“Tell the hero, you can be the patriarch, but you have to fight me!”

The old patriarch said awe-inspiringly, “The patriarchs of the past were selected by force, and the old will never give way!”

Kerm patted the thin old patriarch: “The patriarch, Sherlock’s real name is Leah D. Houston. It is a pirate who is offering a bounty of 430 million Pele. He easily defeated the Titans before. The navigator on the ship was called Laubran, a reward of 63 million, and a boat repairer Wrightson, a reward of 60 million…”

The old patriarch stood up and said with a determined attitude: “Needless to say, he is the new patriarch of the Tata clan. Next, I will assist him to complete the construction of the island.”

Don’t you resist it… Kom is sweating.

The construction of the island requires investment in capital, manpower and material resources. Fortunately, Laurent is no stranger to colonial rule. Everything is under his control, and Sherlock does not need to worry about it.

Sherlock’s only concern was that he was killing people everywhere, so he specifically told Wrightson to watch him.

…

The Titan and Sherlock sat on the cliff of the mountain together, and the sea breeze blew over, with a faint fishy smell.

Titan: “Thank you, Sherlock.”

Sherlock: “I said, it’s just a deal.”

Titan: “Even so, I still want to thank you, Sam is back, I’m very happy.”

Sherlock was stunned: “It’s Sam.”

Titan nodded: “Sam used to like to sing the most, but unfortunately he can’t sing anymore.”

Sherlock fell silent.

The next day.

Sherlock followed the Titans into the primeval forest and began to learn Marine Six Styles.

The Titan jumped and stepped in the air.

“Moonwalk?”

Sherlock said in surprise.