Bucky who wants to make trouble

"Seventy, seventy-one."

The sailor counted the red marks on Bucky's body. The number of red marks was the same as yesterday, but Bucky showed a proud expression and looked at the waiter standing next to him from time to time.

Noticing that Bucky was looking at him, the waiter smiled sheepishly. After wielding the knife for half a month, his speed with the knife became much faster and his physique also improved a lot.

Coupled with a few casual instructions from Bucky, his strength has now improved dramatically. In Bucky's opinion, he can easily fight an ordinary pirate in the East China Sea when the waiter is holding a knife.

As for how far he can go in the future, Bucky can guess, but with the help of hypnosis, he will not go downhill.Anyway, his identity won't be exposed just by using hypnosis. It's just his chance to see it.

A lobster as big as a bowl was brought to Bucky by the waiter. These days, Bucky clearly felt what it meant to live on the mountain and on the sea, while seafood that he couldn't usually eat served as food on the ship. The status of staple food.

The first mate, the former captain, walked straight towards Bucky with a bottle of wine and said casually.

"Mr. Davarisi, I happen to have a bottle of good wine here, would you like to try it?"

Bucky took the bottle in his hand and said doubtfully.

"Didn't you say you can't drink when you go to sea?"

The first mate sat down opposite Bucky very naturally and said happily.

"I just changed shift with the captain, and we will arrive at the port in half a day. Different from the previous temporary docking, we will dump the goods there and buy some more goods by the way, but these are all the responsibility of steward Daisuke Murakami.

We can recuperate there for a few days and relax, so drinking now won't delay work. "

Bucky nodded thoughtfully and took off the wine cork with a slight twist of his hand.

"Oh, that's it, then drink some."

The aroma of wine hit his nostrils, but as a time traveler, Bucky still preferred rum that tasted more like beer. He couldn't judge the quality of wine.

"It's easy to meet pirates when you get on the ship. I've already gone all the way and haven't met any pirates yet."

The first mate took two wine glasses from the waiter and placed them in front of Bucky.

"Maybe the pirates are busy."

Bucky frowned, busy

If pirates don't come out to rob, they are not doing their job properly. Besides robbing, what else do they have to do?

The size of the merchant ship eliminated the small pirates first, leaving only a handful of large pirate groups.

The Arrita Pirates were playing mahjong in hell, while the Bucky Pirates had been reorganized during this period and now became the Kabaji Pirates. Buji of the Black Cat Pirates was unable to get out of bed.

The Murloc Pirates and the Creek Pirates were not affected by his presence, but the Creek Pirates' target was too big and easily targeted by the navy, while the Murloc Pirates never moved and were busy building Their murloc paradise.

Bucky curled his lips helplessly, believing that the ship was not attacked only because of himself.

The first mate seemed to notice Bucky's disappointment and mentioned it casually.

"If you have nothing to do at that time, you can still play arm wrestling with Flax."

Bucky, who was pouring the wine, asked casually.

"Who is he?"

When he heard that Davarisi didn't know something, the swordsman next to him couldn't help but show off his shallow knowledge.

"He is a man as big as a small mountain. He is a bit stupid, but he is very strong. Anyway, I have never seen him defeated in an arm wrestling match."

"How come I haven't heard of such a powerful person?"

The first mate shook his head helplessly.

"It's useless to be too strong now. He's too stupid. He'll be a living target when he's pulled onto the boat. He can't withstand the attacks of guns and cannons."

Bucky nodded.

"It's really interesting. I suddenly want to meet him."

As he spoke, he took out a deck of tarot cards bought from the sailor from his arms, took out a few cards and put them on the table for this divination.

Bucky himself can do divination, and he showed his skill when he was chasing Luffy in Rogue Town, and he clearly calculated that he was the one who was unlucky.

The waiter who had studied with Bucky for half a month asked curiously.

"Lord Davarisi, what are you divining?"

Bucky slowly revealed the cards on the table.

"Let's see if I have a connection with that flax."

The first mate also cast a curious look.

"How is the result."

Bucky looked at the last painted wine barrel and said with a smile.

"Very fateful."

The barrel represents many things, and the same five cards can answer so many questions, which proves that everyone interprets it differently, but in Bucky's view, the barrel is a symbol of friends and partners.

Drink together and swear an oath by stepping on the barrel.

The first mate couldn't help but ask, seeing how quickly Bucky figured it out.

"Can you help me do the math?"

Bucky drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, shuffled and cut the cards skillfully, and said boldly.

"Of course, no problem, who do you think you are?"

The first mate turned to look out the window at the sea and said solemnly.

"I want to calculate the date of my death."

Bucky's hand cutting cards suddenly stopped.

"Um, I'm not good at studying. The calculations are all very vague. Why don't you try something else?"

"It's okay. It doesn't matter if I'm wrong. At my age, I can see everything clearly."

Seeing the first mate's insistence, Bucky had no choice but to help him do the math.

The last drink that came out just now became the first one, and it looked like the cause of the first mate's death, followed by something unrelated.

The first mate tilted his head and looked at the image on the card, guessing when he would die.

"How about it"

Not only could the first mate not understand, but Bucky couldn't connect the dots together and looked like he didn't want people to know.

"Well, if you mention the date of death, it will be disturbed. The only useful thing on it is wine, and the rest is blurry."

The first mate picked up the tarot card with the wine barrel in despair and sighed.

"I thought I would die in a shipwreck or at the hands of pirates, but I didn't expect that I would die from alcohol. Could you please help me calculate whether the place where I died is on the sea."

People who have been floating on the sea all their lives have a special affection for the sea, and some people who have been at sea for a long time do not want to stay on land.

Because they have spent their entire lives at sea, staying on land makes them feel useless.

Bucky put away the tarot cards, not wanting to predict any more results that might make the old man sad, so he replaced the divination with a sentence.

"Everything in the world floats on the sea, and you will definitely return to the sea."

This passage originated when technology was not yet developed. Bucky also heard it from an old pirate. Now it has become the spiritual sustenance of sailors.

Since everything is on the sea, there will definitely be a chance to meet one day in the future, and let time give people a perfect ending.

After listening to Bucky's words, the first mate's eyes regained their vitality, nodded calmly, and returned the cards to Bucky.