The Witcher: The Journey to Transcendence from Marvel.

Chapter 274 Landing on the Island
"???" Weiss frowned slightly as he held the World Economic Report in his hand.

He looked carefully at his own photo in the newspaper and couldn't understand why he didn't even notice that someone was taking pictures around him.

"I finally got to see how powerful One Piece reporters are. They can take photos of anything." Weiss couldn't help but sigh, "Could it be that they ate the Photo-Taking Fruit?"

When this thought came to his mind, even he himself found it a little funny.

In this world with all kinds of strange and bizarre devil fruit abilities, it seems that anything can happen.

However, he only thought about it briefly and soon didn't take it to heart.

At this moment, he is on Monte Island.

Monte Isola is famous throughout the world, especially for those who love fine wine, it is simply a paradise.

This island is a famous wine-making island. The wine on the island is of high quality, mellow taste and rich aroma. Its unique flavor makes it worthy of appearing on the dining table of the Celestial Dragons.

Because of this, Monte Island attracts countless tourists from all over the world.

These tourists are of all kinds, including elegant and gorgeously dressed nobles who stroll around the island with their servants, selecting the finest wines to take back to their own territories to show off.

There are shrewd and capable businessmen who travel between various wineries, trying to find business opportunities, hoping to sell Monte Island's fine wine to more distant places and make huge profits from it.

Of course, there are also many pirates mixed in.

Some of these pirates came for the wine. After drifting on the sea for a long time, they longed to use mellow wine to comfort their tired bodies and minds.
Some have ulterior motives and try to take advantage of this bustling island to make a fortune.

In order to maintain order on Monte Island, the 333rd Navy Branch is stationed here.

There are dozens of warships docked in the naval base, and those warships are neatly arranged in the harbor.

The warships are equipped with advanced weapons and equipment and well-trained naval soldiers. Ordinary pirates dare not easily set foot in this sea area. As long as they see the iconic naval flag, they will stay away from it.

The entire Monte Island is filled with the charming aroma of wine, which is like an invisible silk thread, interwoven in every inch of the air.

Pubs and izakayas can be found everywhere on the island, each with its own architectural style.

Every pub and izakaya has its own unique signature liquor. When you walk in, you will be greeted by a mixture of aromas, including the rich fruity aroma of fruit wine, the mellow malty beer, and the mysterious aroma of wine that has been aged for many years.

These aromas blend together, as if playing a wonderful olfactory symphony, intoxicating everyone who comes to the island.

Weiss pushed open the tavern's somewhat old but textured wooden door, and a lively atmosphere mixed with the aroma of wine, tobacco, and people's laughter and chatter hit him in the face.

I found an empty seat and sat down, then said to the bartender, "Give me a drink of your specialty."

The bartender was an experienced veteran. He skillfully picked up a clean glass and steadily filled it with wine from the barrel.

The wine swayed in the glass, creating a layer of fine foam that sparkled charmingly under the light.

Weiss picked up the glass and took a sip.

As soon as the wine enters your mouth, the rich taste explodes on your taste buds like fireworks.

A rich flavor filled his mouth, with the sweet and sour taste of fruit, the fragrance of grains, and a unique hint of spices. The various flavors blended together perfectly, making him nod slightly: "It tastes good."

This glass of wine opened the door to his desire to taste fine wine, and then, glass after glass of different kinds of wine were brought to him.

Wes tasted them one by one, from fruit wine with rich fruit aroma to beer with rich malt aroma, and then to wine with complex flavor. After tasting more than a dozen kinds of wine in a row, he was surprised to find that none of the wines here disappointed him, and each one had a unique flavor and taste.

"Give me 100 barrels of all the wine."

When the tavern owner heard this, a smile suddenly broke out on his face.

He walked quickly to Weiss and said with a smile on his face, "Sir, you really have good taste! Don't worry, we will prepare it for you right away."

Wes bought out all the liquor in several nearby pubs, and everyone on the island knew that a generous man had come to the island.

Several groups of pirates were staring at Wes stealthily, greed flashing in their eyes, like a group of hungry jackals finding fat prey.

"This guy is so rich, wait until he leaves this island and then take action."

A pirate leader with a face full of flesh and fierce eyes whispered, his rough hands tightly gripping the hilt of the knife at his waist, as if he couldn't wait to rob Wes of his belongings.

"Follow him and see where his ship is." Another pirate echoed, his eyes never leaving Wes.

"To have bought so many barrels of wine, there must be a large ship. Maybe there are even more valuables on board."

They were secretly calculating in their hearts, imagining the huge wealth they would get after the successful robbery, and scenes of themselves living a life of luxury and debauchery appeared in their minds.

However, Weiss's next move surprised them.

Weiss just waved his hand lightly, and suddenly a strange wave appeared in the air, and a space channel emitting mysterious light appeared out of thin air.

Under the astonished gazes of the people around, those barrels of wine seemed to be pulled by an invisible big hand and flew into the space channel one by one in an orderly manner.

This magical scene made everyone present open their eyes wide and their jaws almost dropped to the ground.

"It's a person with special abilities!" someone shouted in horror.

The pirates naturally thought that Weiss was a person with the ability of eating a devil fruit.

People with special abilities are relatively rare in the North Sea.

The pirates began to hesitate, and their originally high enthusiasm for robbery was instantly extinguished like a bucket of cold water.

"People with special abilities are not people we can mess with." A pirate whispered, with obvious fear in his voice.

The other pirates also nodded, and the greed in their eyes was gradually replaced by fear.

They began to retreat quietly.

But some pirates were not willing to give up, so they wandered in the distance, observing Wes's every move, and struggling in their hearts whether to continue with their robbery plan.

Wes had long noticed the malicious looks of those pirates, but he didn't take them seriously.

If these pirates have the courage to take action, they will become the material for the Philosopher's Stone.

(End of this chapter)