Evening, Orange Town port.
“Clang.” Several heavy sacks filled with gold and jewels were tossed onto the incredibly spacious deck of the eclipse.
Buggy wiped the hot sweat from his forehead, his bruised and swollen face still showing traces of lingering fear.
But when he looked up and truly saw the internal structure of this sailing ship, his small eyes instantly widened like copper bells.
The expensive iron pine deck was polished to be spotless, the living room was covered with soft silk carpets, and even behind the open cabin door, one could see a complete set of extremely expensive genuine leather sofas and a temperature-controlled wine cellar.
“Is this some kind of royal guerrilla warship from some country?” Buggy swallowed his saliva.
As an apprentice who had once stayed on Roger’s ship, he had seen countless storms, but the terrifying budget poured into “enjoyment” and “quality” on this ship still made this greedy pirate feel a dry mouth.
“It seems that getting on this ship isn’t entirely a bad thing.” Buggy calculated secretly in his heart, “As long as This Great Man shows a little bit of navigation experience, getting a single room with a soft cushion in this spacious living room, and drinking fine wine every day, seems not bad.” Thinking of this, Buggy straightened his back, cleared his throat, and was just preparing to step toward that set of extremely comfortable-looking leather sofas.
“Plop.” A wooden mop and a wooden bucket filled with seawater were thrown with extreme precision right at Buggy’s feet.
Buggy froze and raised his head, following the wooden handle of the mop.
He saw Sabo pressing down on his top hat, holding back a laugh at the corner of his mouth.
And beside Sabo, Ace was leaning against the doorframe of the cabin, tossing an orange in his hand, looking at him with a sunny and playful face.
“Hey, Red Nose.” Ace grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, completely devoid of the terrifying killing intent from before at the square, instead appearing like a big boy ready to play a prank.
“Given that you brought this rather considerable batch of treasure, as Captain, I have decided to officially grant you an exclusive title on the eclipse.” When Buggy heard “exclusive title,” his eyes instantly lit up, and the frustration in his heart was swept away.
“Could it be First Mate?
No, no, no, this kid got on the ship early, so it must at least be a Navigator or a Combat Captain!” Buggy was secretly delighted in his heart, but forced a look of restraint on his face.
“From today on, you are the Chief Steward of our eclipse!” Ace announced with a laugh.
“Chief?
Steward?!” Buggy was stunned for two seconds, then suddenly realized.
This name, which sounded so high-end, didn’t it just translate to—a high-level chore boy who mops the deck?!
“Are you kidding me!
This Great Man is the dignified Overlord of the East Blue with a ten million bounty, and you actually want me to do this…” Buggy was so angry he stomped his feet, pointing at the mop on the ground, about to erupt.
“Hahaha!
Don’t be so stingy, Buggy!” Ace flashed over, and that broad, thick palm slapped Buggy on the shoulder with extreme familiarity, with enough force that it almost slapped Buggy onto the deck.
“How can a great pirate ship not have a great Chief Steward?
This is a core position that concerns the face of the entire ship!” Ace laughed while irresponsibly bluffing, casually stuffing the orange into Buggy’s mouth, “The deck is yours tonight, do a good job and I’ll give you extra food tomorrow!” Watching Ace’s completely unreasonable smile, Buggy bit the orange in his mouth, his eyes twitching wildly, but remembering the terrifying scene of this monster beating him up, he dared not speak out in anger, and could only aggrievedly pick up the mop from the ground.
Late at night.
On the vast East Blue sea, the eclipse rose and fell slightly with the waves.
The whole ship fell into silence.
In the shadows of the deck, a Red Nose cautiously poked his head out.
“A bunch of brats who don’t know the immensity of heaven and earth, do you really think you can trap This Great Man?” Buggy snorted very slightly.
He held a small cloth bag tightly in his hand, containing a few top-quality rubies he had secretly swiped from the pile of treasure while cleaning.
He glanced at the pitch-black cabin.
In his opinion, those two idiot brats must be fast asleep in their luxurious bedroom right now.
“This Great Man has eaten the Chop-Chop Fruit and has a free body!
As long as I leave my feet on the ship, my upper body can fly in the air.
In this vast night, as long as I fly out of the range of this ship and find any reef to drift on, who can catch me?” Buggy grinned and laughed silently, feeling genuinely proud of his flawless escape plan.
“Chop-Chop!” Buggy took a deep breath, and his body instantly activated his passive fruit ability.
His feet remained on the deck without any sense of incongruity, while his body from the waist up, carrying the small bag filled with jewels, rose into mid-air silently like a ghost, flying towards the sea outside the ship’s railing.
“Hahaha!
Goodbye, you two stupid brats!
This Great Man is going to find Captain John.”