The Glory of the Pirates

Chapter 121 The Swordsman
Queen of all nations, the tea party hosted by Charlotte Lingling certainly wouldn't be shabby.

The decoration of the venue was already in progress the night before, and the location was on the wide platform on the top of the palace. However, this platform has undergone a round of expansion, and a certain man used biscuits to make the platform larger. Several times, from a distance, it looks like a crown on the top of the cake-like castle.

When the time came around eleven o'clock, it was time for the guests to enter the venue. Instead of taking the stairs inside the castle, outside the gate of the palace, an elevator made of candy stretched all the way up to the banquet venue on the top floor. .

When the four of Bright came to the front of the elevator, Perospero, the man who built the elevator, said with a smile, "Mr. Bright, Mom is looking forward to your reply."

Brett smiled at him.

The four of them took the elevator all the way up.

When the spiral went up to the sky, Tezolo said, "Is this really possible?"

"I can't just watch you just stay on Fishman Island honestly from now on."

Brett wasn't very afraid of the Charlotte family, but Tezolo was different. He couldn't live peacefully in Murloc Island like Brett.

"Try it, if it doesn't work, try to escape."

"You bastard!!"

Tezolo looked moved.

This man, Brett, really treats himself as a half-brother!

"Then I'll accompany you crazy once!"

There was a smile on Tezolo's face, "After all, it may not necessarily develop into the worst situation, right?"

"The goal this time is to make Charlotte Lingling's plan fail and at the same time make her think we are trustworthy partners."

Brett smiled.

Charlotte Lingling is certainly not a good person, but it is not without value for cooperation.

The elevator has reached the end, and after walking out of the elevator, the scene of the hustle and bustle comes into view.

The spacious venue was already crowded with people, and there were many tables and chairs, but the guests were not in a hurry to sit down, they gathered together in twos and threes to chat and laugh.

For the upper-class people, the purpose of gatherings is of course not to eat and drink, but to accumulate contacts.

"Yo, here you are!"

Along with heavy footsteps, a malicious voice sounded.

Brett turned his head, and Charlotte Cracker, who had hidden himself in the biscuit armor, came striding forward, with a playful smile on the rough face of the biscuit armor, "How about it, answer Mommy's words and think about it ?"

"I'm really looking forward to your choice to refuse. Last time I was afraid that you would run away. This time it should be impossible to escape."

"Hey, hello, Charlotte Cracker, no matter how you say it, we are also here as guests. Why, is this the attitude of the Charlotte family towards invited guests?"

Tezolo was tough.

There is a very simple theory in interpersonal communication, one's own value to others determines others' perception of oneself.

Tezzolo thinks they're valuable, at least for now.

This is indeed the case.

Just as Cracker's expression began to change, a voice stopped him.

"Cracker, calm down."

The man leaned against the fence quietly, throwing a few jelly beans in his hands, and the scarf around his neck blocked the lower half of his face, "Do you want to disturb mom's tea party?"

"Sorry, Katakuri-san."

The haughty Cracker was very submissive in front of this man, he nodded, turned around and left without looking at Brett and the others.

Brett looked at the man by the wall.

Charlotte Katakuri, the second son of the Charlotte family, the right hand of BIG MOM, the strongest star.

To some extent, he was even more difficult to deal with than Charlotte Lingling.

"Prepare how to answer mom later."

Katakuri's attitude was very flat, neither expecting nor bored.

But Brett knew that this man had a burning heart, and he just kept it hidden.

"Don't bother."

Brett's answer was also very flat.

Finally officially entered the venue, Brett looked around, "Tezolo, let's act."

"learn."

Tezolo smiled slightly, and he tilted his head slightly, "Let's go, Bacala, it's time to use your abilities."

"Leave it to me, Lord Tezolo!"

Bacala's eyes were full of seriousness.

Tezzolo immediately squeezed into the guests with Bacala, and his communicative ability as an excellent businessman was activated.

But of course, talking and laughing is just an appearance, the real purpose is to let Bacala get in touch with more guests, so as to absorb luck from them.

Bacala can make herself lucky by absorbing the fortune of others. Although this kind of luck cannot be shared with others, as long as the distance is close enough, she can also get shelter when she avoids bad luck, right?

"And then there's you, Mr. Tanaka."

Brett looked at Tanaka who was following him.

"I understand, Mr. Bright."

Tanaka said solemnly, "I will show 12 points of vigilance, once I receive your signal, I will immediately activate my ability!"

Bright nodded.

Plan ahead for the worst possible scenario.

If Bacala and Tanaka's abilities cooperate, simple escape should not be a problem.

With mental arithmetic and unintentional, even Charlotte Lingling couldn't stop them without knowing their abilities in advance.

The only possible variable is—

Brett didn't turn his head, but quietly listened to Katakuri's voice among the noisy voices.

The man who can use the domineering color of knowledge to predict the future, this time let's compare and see whose color of knowledge is stronger.

Oh no, that's the worst case scenario.

We should try our best to avoid the situation from slipping in that direction.

"Brother Tezolo, here, here!"

A sweet and delicate voice sounded, and Brett followed the sound.

At a table not far away, Stucey was sitting there with a smile, beckoning to him, "Come and sit here."

There are several other guys at the same table as her, the familiar Birdman, and two other guys.

One is a fat man wearing sunglasses and a cigar in his mouth.

One is an old man with a white beard lying drunk on the table with a red nose from rosacea.

Brett walked over.

"Hahahaha, what about yesterday's news, Brett?"

Morgans couldn't wait to laugh, "Whitebeard Pirates, BIG MOM Pirates, and Fishman Island are just like those lingering love triangles in romance novels, right? So I specially adopted romance novels. The same style of writing, how about it, do you feel refreshed?"

Brett opened a chair and sat down, said with a cold face, "I just want to pluck all the hair from your body."

"Oh, that's not okay."

Morgans shrank back, but his words were still full of smiles, "They are my treasures."

"Oh, you're the one who captured Umit, that idiot, industrial, fish, murloc Brett, right?"

The white-bearded old man lying on the table raised his head with a belch, and Brett noticed that the guy's eyes were full of weird madness, and neither eyeball looked in the same direction.

"Hi~ It's just right, we can talk about cooperation later, please take care of me in the future."

Stucey introduced in a timely manner, "Brother Bright, this is a magnate in the storage industry, Mr. Kibson, who is known as the Hidden Master."

Warehousing?
I can understand.

This sounds like the most compatible partner with Ocean King.

"of course can."

Brett smiled back, "Let's talk to Tezolo later."

Kibson chuckled, and then took out a bottle of wine from there without knowing it and started drinking again.

"As for this one—"

The corner of Stussy's mouth curled up into a sweeter smile, and she introduced the fat man, "He's also a great big shot, known as the king of usury, God of Fortune, Du Field."

Oh, it's the guy you killed with a flying finger gun in the original work, right?

Brett could hear clearly that the voice in the god of good fortune was not kind.

In fact, Du Field's expression was already very cold, "You have really caused me a lot of trouble, Bret the Murloc."

"Because Umit borrowed a lot of money from Field in order to develop his business, but..." Stuci explained.

"Is that so? Then what do you mean?"

Tezolo's voice sounded, he had already finished the communication, walked over with Stussy, pulled a chair and sat beside Brett, "Could it be that you want us to help Umit pay back the money? "

Brett could hear a lot of screams from around, and someone was already in trouble.

Fushen snorted coldly, but didn't intend to argue with Tezolo.

It's not that hard either.

Bright once again lamented that guys who can do business to a certain extent are often very smooth.

This is different from pirates.

Pirates are very tough, and the more powerful the pirate is, the more tough it is.

"So Brett, what's your Murloc Island's answer?"

Morgans couldn't wait to ask, "Whitebeard or Big Mom?"

Brett leaned back in the chair, the corner of his mouth twitched, "Guess."

"Wow! It's really disgusting!!"

Birdman scratched his head with both hands angrily, "It's obviously such a big news!!"

"Mom is here!"

Suddenly, cotton candy blossoms danced in the sky, and they were still smiling happily.

Why did Brett confirm that it was cotton candy?

Because a flower landed in front of Brett, and looked at him expectantly and said, "Please eat me."

With a chill, Brett grabbed it and threw it into the sky again.

Along with the flying desserts, Charlotte Lingling, still in a pink dress, appeared, surrounded by family cadres.

"Mom, mom, everyone should enjoy today's tea party as usual!!"

The extremely lively cheers almost resounded through the sky.

blu blu blu.

Just at this moment, Brett's phone rang.

Brett frowned.

coming.

With an anxious look on his face, he picked up the phone and left the table in a hurry.

Almost at the same time, Katakuri not far away stared at him.

He beckoned for a younger brother and whispered in his ear.

Not far away, Brett, who hurried to the secluded place at the elevator entrance, breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Katakuri was there, otherwise he would have to worry about how to attract their attention.

Not sure if they're listening for phone bugs, so turn up the volume a bit.

After a while, Brett returned to his seat with a solemn expression.

"How about it?"

Tezzolo asked at the right time.

Almost at the same time, at the table next to Brett's, at the table where Charlotte Lingling and the family officials were sitting, a man walked quickly to Charlotte Lingling and whispered something to her.

BIG·MOM's originally smiling complexion turned gloomy in an instant.

She stood up and looked directly at Brett's table, strictly speaking, directly at Brett.

"Brett, what's your answer to my old lady?"

The beaming tea party can be heard instantly.

Brett took a deep breath, "The Fishman Island said that we need to discuss it again."

"Do you still want to fool the old lady?"

Charlotte Lingling stared, "You bastard, you have been abandoned by Murloc Island, right?"

An invisible momentum came oncoming, and Brett felt the pressure.

He looked towards Charlotte Lingling, and there was a smile on the corner of Cracker's mouth, and the other cadres also showed cold expressions.

However, it is still expected.

(End of this chapter)