Chapter 37 Miniature

As part of Mad Hatter Island, the residential area is less than half the size of the other blocks.

In terms of popularity, there is a huge difference.

Because the residential area is prepared for some pirates who are willing to stay and people in the underground world.

But the people who live here are mostly old pirates like Thor who have returned from the sea, or pirates who have been injured and become disabled in battle, but have a pension fund.

These people have lost the capital to look forward to the future, and some are just a way to continue to survive.

Under such influence, the overall atmosphere of the residential area tends to be more lifeless.

Walking in every alleyway, surrounded by the body, there are always bursts of "dead mice"-like stench.

It is also commonplace to have dead bodies on the road.

After all, not every pirate who has been eliminated by the times can be like Thor...

Having capital that tramples on money.

To be able to open a store in such a position that is doomed to be the result of bankruptcy.

You can also go to the Huajie pub every day to enjoy consumption.

When you have nothing to do, you can spend a lot of money to buy a famous knife that will never be used.

In contrast, all they can do is spend the rest of the money.

Or buy a bottle of wine, sit in the tavern, listen to the energetic brag of young pirates, and reminisce about the past, and then lick off the last drop of wine.

Or go to the flowery street, and exchange money for the familiar and exciting eyes in the past, even if those eyes are fake with money, it doesn't matter.

Until the last penny is spent.

Then wait to die, or struggle again.

It is also a pirate, why is the final treatment so different?

Maud knows the answer.

It's power, the power to be the master.

If you want to live better and more wanton, you must have the power to reverse the will of others.

Especially in a world like this.

Otherwise, it is very likely that in the end, it will be reduced to the same as the sightless pirates in front of him.

Maud raised his eyes and looked at the pirates who were blocked in front of the alleyway, missing arms and legs, and holding rusted machetes.

Glancing across the body that was hollowed out by the color of wine, I felt that there was no vitality, and only eyes full of maliciousness remained.

Maud silently drew his dagger.

After a few more alleys, you should be able to leave the residential area.

At the moment of being blocked and robbed, Maud was thinking that there were still a few meters left from the block.

Then, before the shot, Maud heard a conversation.

"The one on the stomach...is mine."

"I, I only need below the knee."

"Okay, the rest is mine."

Rarely have I met such a young, white and tender teenager in a residential area.

A few pirates, who were running out of money, were so excited that they spoke with a little trembling.

It's just a dagger, what kind of deterrent can it have?

If he hadn't exchanged the flintlock gun for the drink money earlier, otherwise, it would have been more labor-saving to blow this young man down with one shot.

Almost compressed into a near-death future, gripping their minds like icy darkness.

It doesn't matter what.

As long as I can experience the feeling of having a full meal again.

As long as you can taste the pleasure of the wine sliding down your tongue and throat again.

They couldn't wait, and after confirming their ownership, they slashed at Maud with a long knife.

It was as if they had seen a future that was rekindled.

Even one day is fine!

They imagined so.

However, the "prey" in front of him disappeared in vain.

Before his thoughts could catch up, a long-lost coolness came from somewhere in his body.

Got hacked?

They each fell to the ground,

Blood gurgled from the wound.

They overestimate themselves and underestimate the threat of Maud.

Realize that hope is shattered, realize that death is near.

They howled.

Maud crossed the three pirates, and his steps forward did not stop at all.

Considering that he didn't want to be splashed with blood, when he shot just now, he deliberately avoided parts with exaggerated bleeding such as the carotid artery.

This also means that before the bleeding reaches the standard, these three pirates who are not worthy of Maud's waste of pen and ink will be close to death bit by bit.

Ignoring the desperate wailing from behind, Maud walked into a corner and continued forward.

This insignificant episode is nothing more than a microcosm of the world of One Piece.

Although there are still rays of light enough to break through the darkness in these miniatures, under the influence of the age of the great pirates, people are more willing to face the inevitable darkness.

Before actually embracing the world, Maud knew exactly what to do.

Before you can gain a foothold, you must stand on your feet.

Getting stronger as soon as possible is what Maud is trying to do now.

After walking through a few crooked alleys, Maud finally walked out of the residential area and came to the broad street drenched in sunlight.

The "odor" and "dead breath" that had always been floating in the air were finally dispelled by the bright sunshine.

On the street, pirates with weapons came and went, the voices were full of people, and it was quite lively at first glance.

After the auction, most of the pirates who were attracted were not in a hurry to leave.

Rest and enjoyment are often more important than going to sea.

Furthermore, after the event was over, they could envision the scene of warships wandering in the open sea.

Because Mad Hatter Town is an area that the navy cannot intervene at this stage, but it is not bad to cast a net in the open sea to catch some trash.

Experienced pirates will avoid this potential risk as much as possible.

Maud walked into the crowd and observed the pirates passing by without a trace.

Basically, they are all strong and powerful men, and there are also female pirates, but there are very few, and all of them are as strong as walking bears.

In contrast, the waitresses in the tavern are simply angels.

"Go straight to the pub."

Maud is expected to rush back to the weapon shop before evening, and there is no time left to hang out.

Last night, Maud could take advantage of the night to jump on the top of the building, avoiding the disadvantage of not recognizing his destination.

Now it is different. Walking on the street normally, it is really difficult for him to find the pub he went to last night.

But he didn't even think about going to the pub last night.

In Mad Hatter, taverns are everywhere, on every block, but in different sizes.

Going down the street, Maud made his way through the crowd.

When you see a tavern, you will directly slow down.

Small size does not go in.

Large but not many guests don't go in.

So pick and choose, all the way forward.

Unknowingly, he walked a kilometer or two, but it also allowed Maud to find a tavern with a large scale and a lot of traffic at the same time.

【Tomahawk Tavern】

Maud looked up at the sign with two blood-stained axes crossed and surrounded by wine bottles, then pushed open the door of the tavern and walked in.

About half an hour after Maud entered the Tomahawk Tavern, the well-dressed Werewolf also came to the gate of the Tomahawk Tavern.

Werewolf looked at the door of the tavern, and immediately took out a small mirror and looked at it.

Looking at the "handsome" self in the mirror, Wolf Squirrel whispered intoxicated: "It's worth taking a bath for more than an hour."

Immediately, he tried to squeeze out a friendly smile.

So handsome and so kind, is it not a trivial matter to make friends?

Werewolf nodded with satisfaction, then put away the mirror, pushed open the door of the bar and walked in, not paying attention to the strange eyes of a few pirates not far away.

"What a wretched guy."

A pirate gave a real comment to the wolf squirrel's smile just now.