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Chapter 262 Flags
Rokas Atoll has a spectacular ocean view, especially at low tide, and the exposed reefs and tidal marshes around the shallow lagoon form a natural aquarium.

Abundant marine materials allow the aborigines on the island to be self-sufficient.The safe environment, coupled with the special geographical environment, attracts many tourists every year, bringing rich vitality to the island.

All of this was caused by a huge flagpole erected in the center of Fiennes Port, with a flag fluttering in the wind hanging on it.

The flag has a brown background, and in the center is a red patterned rudder, with a white skull flying in it, and a golden crescent moon pattern wrapped around it, with a lion-like arrogance.

This is the admiral of the flying pirates, the banner of the golden lion!
Those who live in this sea area can ignore the Navy, and can comment on the Whitebeard Pirates and Roger Pirates, but they can't go against the will of the Golden Lion.

Shiki the Golden Lion, Edward Newgate with the White Beard, and Gold Roger, the great pirates of this era are all over the New World.

The reputation of the three big pirates in the new world can be described as frightening. Even Roger, who has only one ship, is a terrorist figure who can destroy a country with a single disagreement.

And the flag flying in the port of Fiennes represents this island, which is within the territory of the Golden Lion Shiji. provocation.

Golden Lion Shiji, in recent years, has always been the most powerful and cruelest guy among the three great pirates. He has the tendency to dominate the new world faintly. Every year, there are as many pirates as he sinks into the bottom of the sea.

And since the battle between him and Whitebeard some time ago, which ended with his victory, it seemed to announce the arrival of a new era.

This era is called the Golden Lion!

For a while, the Golden Lion's prestige was unmatched in the New World, directly overshadowing Whitebeard and Roger.

Countless pirate groups jumped at the news, causing his territory to expand even more rapidly.

The Golden Lion never refuses anyone who comes, and issued a recruitment order in the New World, claiming that any pirate who has confidence in his own strength can join him!
A small flag hanging here is enough to keep all the prying eyes at a respectful distance, and it is enough to reflect the power of the Golden Lion today.

Everyone who comes to this island understands that the majesty of the lion absolutely does not allow disobedience.

The port is located on the south side of Rocas Island, and further back, there is a town.

There is a tavern in the center of the town, which has always been the place where pirates coming and going gather.

The owner of the tavern is a middle-aged bald man. It is said that this tavern was founded by the owner's father about 40 years ago.

At that time, although Rocas Island was also rich in supplies, it did not have the protection of big pirates and the navy. It was in a situation of war all the year round, and the island was deserted.

As for this tavern, the owner's father struggled to maintain it. It has been in operation for 40 years, and it was handed over to the owner a few years ago.

It is said that the owner also went out to sea when he was young, and later returned to his hometown, took over the tavern and his wine-making skills that his father had run for decades, and continued to open the tavern.

Although it looks old, the wine in this tavern is the best in the whole island.

Although the exterior wall of the tavern was already mottled, the boss never paid attention to it, but spent a lot of money to build an exquisite wine cellar.

A tavern that has been open for 40 years, it is said that several cellars have been filled with decades of good wine.

And pirates, is there anyone who doesn't like to drink?
Today's tavern is also very lively. The boss, who is as strong as a bear, is leaning behind the counter expressionlessly, with a cigar in his mouth, watching the pirates coming in and out.

Out of fear of the golden lion, the vicious pirates did not harass the residents of the town, even if they drank, they paid in a respectful manner.

Because the wine in this tavern is so famous that the pirates who get drunk here for a long time are all drunk pirates. On the contrary, the local residents are afraid to come here.

But the boss doesn't care, as long as the guest is willing to pay, he is a good guest, regardless of whether he is a pirate or a navy.

"Bang!"

As the cups were mixed, the old tavern door was pushed open with an overwhelmed sound, and a man of not tall stature walked in.

Wearing a dirty overcoat, a pair of tattered overalls, bare feet, and a wide straw hat covering half of his face.

His middle-length hair was disheveled, and his unshaven face was sleepy. It seemed that there was a kind of fatigue that did not match his youthful appearance.

The tavern was noisy and noisy, almost full of people, and even the seats in front of the semi-circular bar were packed without any gaps.

For the sake of good wine, the pirates never cared about being crowded or not. There are really no seats. If you throw a few drunks out, won't there be seats?
After the men circled around, there were only a few unremarkable seats next to the corner.

He casually threw a drunk on the table to the ground, picked up half a bottle of wine on the table and poured it into his mouth.

"Phew - happy!"

The feeling of tiredness was swept away. The man sat down on the seat that belonged to the drunk, leaned back on the chair, and said loudly, "Boss, give me a drink."

The expressionless bald boss stood up from behind the counter and skillfully mixed the wine. After a while, a glass of bubbling blue cocktail was served.

"Zelda, with this glass of wine, you already owe me [-] Baileys."

The bald boss said in a blunt tone.

"Ah, I see, don't be so heartless, boss," the man named Zelda lay on the table and said with a smile:
"When I make a lot of money, I will repay you twice the amount of the drink. For your friendship today, I will pay you double, no, triple the amount of the drink."

"You should work hard at the auction house, save some money, pay back my drink money, and stop daydreaming."

The boss vomited a smoke ring and said disdainfully.

"That's right, Zelda, the boss has taken care of you. People here have never owed money for drinks."

A pirate who often came to the tavern and knew Zelda said: "If you want to make a lot of money, you have to go to sea with us as a pirate, hahahaha."

The pirate's words were exchanged for roars of laughter.

Most of the residents in the town are afraid of pirates and rarely come to this tavern.

And the man named Zelda, who is addicted to alcohol by nature, often comes to this tavern to drink in order to have a good drink, completely disregarding the ferocity of the pirates.

After going back and forth, the pirates also got to know him, knowing that he worked in a local auction house, and his salary was high, but all of it was spent on drinking.

"Hey, Zelda, I heard that something happened to the auction last night?" The pirate who knew Zelda asked drunkenly.

"Ah, has the news spread? Damn it, I didn't rest all day today, I'm exhausted."

Zelda spoke in surprise, then picked up the wine in front of her and took a sip.

"Well, what happened to the auction?"

The rest of the pirates surrounded me curiously and asked.

"Yeah, I haven't heard of it at all, what happened?"

"I don't know either. I heard people talking on the way here. What happened, Zelda?"

(End of this chapter)