One Piece: Groudon the Beasts

Chapter 82 You can get full just by drinking and eating meat!
Beehive Island, the largest tavern.

"There's a party!"

"cheers!"

Pirates filled the tavern, laughing and raising their oak goblets.

For pirates, hosting a banquet is definitely one of the happiest things, especially when someone else is paying.

Bar counter area.

"Hahaha, let's drink!"

Ace-Good-Marco.

The three men, drunk and with their arms around each other, looked like long-lost brothers, almost ready to jump around and dance the Gangnam Style together.

I don't know how long I drank it.

"boom!"

The wine glass shattered on the bar.

"Boss, this wine isn't very good!"

Goode's eyes widened like saucers as he glared at the tavern owner with displeasure: "Today I'm treating Ace and the Whitebeard Pirates to drinks, and you're trying to fool me with this water? Bring out the best wine!"

"I'm sorry, sir, this is already the best wine we have here."

The tavern owner wiped the glasses expressionlessly, ignoring Goode's request without the slightest hint of weakness.

He'd seen plenty of pirates like that.

He keeps saying he'll treat us, but in the end he might not even be able to afford the drinks. If it weren't for the Whitebeard Pirates' sake, he wouldn't want to entertain him at all.

What are you pretending to be, all high and mighty?

Goode was furious.

"You bastard, you think I'm broke, huh!"

"No."

The tavern owner remained remarkably calm.

He had heard of the Beasts' reputation, but this island was under Whitebeard's protection, and even the strongest pirates had to follow the rules here.

Whitebeard doesn't get involved in things and turns a blind eye to the fighting between pirates, but if anyone dares to deliberately cause trouble, Whitebeard won't stand idly by.

Seeing this, Marco quickly tried to smooth things over.

"Brother Goode, calm down. If you don't like this wine, I'll have someone bring some wine from the ship later."

"Is this a problem with the alcohol?!"

Goode, his face contorted with rage, pointed at the tavern owner and shouted, "Brother Malpolo, he clearly looks down on me!"

"this."

Marco was speechless.

This guy is definitely drunk, isn't he?

He actually thought the wine was pretty good; although it wasn't the best, it was definitely no worse than the wine they usually drank.

Also, who is Malbolo?

His name is Marco!
"no!"

Goode shoved Marco aside, pointed to the bull horn and skull logo on his coat behind him, and exhaled two heavy breaths from his nostrils.

"Brother, I'm out here carrying the banner of the Beasts, how can I lose face when it comes to drinking!"

"It's not lost, it's not lost!"

Marco offered a wry smile as he reassured Goode.

As expected of a member of the Beasts, his domineering and tyrannical personality is exactly like the legendary Beasts.

The tavern fell silent.

The pirates all looked at Good, fearing that he might cause a scene while drunk. After all, he was Ace's brother, and they were in a difficult position.

Ha, they really are barbarians!

"Brother Marpolo, don't worry, I know what I'm doing. This is your pirate crew's territory, I won't cause trouble, hiccup~~"

Goode let out a burp, turned his head to look at his younger brother's table, and shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Xiao Pei, Runti!"

"coming!"

The siblings came to either side of Goode, took out their suitcases, placed them on the bar, opened them, and dumped them directly onto the bar.

It's all Pele!
There are stacks of Pele piled up together, worth at least 100 million Pele!
The noise disappeared instantly.

The pirates stared wide-eyed at the money on the table; if their captains hadn't been there, they would have rushed forward and stolen it.

The tavern owner stared at the money on the table, swallowing hard.

"Bang bang bang!"

Good slammed his fist on the bar counter, glaring fiercely at the tavern owner, the veins on his neck bulging.

Is this enough? Can I add more if not?

“Enough!”

"Do you have any good wine?"

"Yes! And it's the best wine from Beehive Island!"

"Then why are you still standing there?"

"Dele, sir, please wait a moment, I'll go get you some wine right away!"

The tavern owner's attitude changed drastically. He put on a fawning smile, grabbed the money from the table, and ran towards the kitchen, scolding the waiter as he did so.

"Don't just stand there like idiots! Bring out all the best food and wine. Anyone who dares to neglect the Pirate Lord will have their wages docked!"

"understand!"

The waiter's enthusiasm instantly soared, and he looked at Goode with the same fervor he would show his own father, even more so. Most pirates are penniless, their pockets are emptier than their faces, and they might work a whole year and still not encounter such a generous pirate lord.

For the tips!!!

"Ha ha ha ha."

Goode laughed loudly, leaning back against the bar, and looked at the pirates who hadn't come to their senses. His brows immediately furrowed in displeasure.

"Don't just stand there!"

"Eat and drink as you please!"

"Hey, you there, who told you to order pizza and noodles? Take it away right now! You can get full just by eating meat and drinking alcohol!"

"All Beasts Pirates, listen to my command! Today, you must entertain the Whitebeard Pirates brothers until they're all drunk to the point of vomiting, and no one is leaving!"

"Yes, Lord Goode!"

All the beasts grinned maliciously, one foot on a stool, the other holding a wine bottle high.

"Hahaha, brothers, let's show the Whitebeard Pirates the power of the Beasts and drink them all under the table!"

"hold head high?"

The white-bearded crewman's eyes turned red.

Want to drink them under the table?
What a joke!
"Brothers, show your mettle! Don't let those bastards of the Beasts look down on us!"

"Oh oh oh!!!"

In the blink of an eye, the two groups of pirates were locked in a fierce battle, red-faced and swollen-necked, urging each other to drink, neither willing to yield to the other.

This is war!

"Hahahaha, that's right."

Goode laughed loudly, slapped his thigh, turned to look at Little Horse beside him, and raised the wine bottle with ill intent.

"Marco Polo Brothers, come on over?"

"My name is Marco!"

Marco picked up the wine with envy.

That's a lot of money, damn it!
They're all pirates!

Alright, alright, you want to drink, huh?

Today he's determined to dunk this rich, muscular bastard under the table!
"Come on, drink!"

"Ding!"

The bottles collided!
Night falls.

Beehive Island, in the western sea area.

The warships were hidden behind the reefs, monitoring the movements of the Beehive Island port.

"Trouble!"

In the combat conference room.

A dozen or so officers sat together, their expressions growing increasingly solemn.

Half a day ago, the Beasts Pirates landed on Beehive Island and made direct contact with the Whitebeard Pirates, but there is still no sign of war.

This is undoubtedly bad news.

If the Four Emperors were to cooperate or even form an alliance, the entire world would be shaken, let alone Whitebeard and Kaido, who are recognized as the strongest among the Four Emperors.

The most urgent thing now is to find out the true purpose of the two major pirate crews, but Beehive Island is a pirate paradise, and even the Navy cannot infiltrate it.

The short-haired female lieutenant general, with a cigarette dangling from her lips and wearing a spiked collar, spoke.

"How much longer until the general arrives?"

"Lieutenant General Dor, we'll have to wait until at least noon tomorrow!"

"Too late."

Dol sighed and exhaled a puff of cigarette smoke.

They were naval officers stationed at the G-14 branch and Egherd. Because they were closest to Beehive Island, they rushed over immediately after receiving orders from headquarters.

However, facing the Four Emperors, she, who was only a lieutenant general in the headquarters, was powerless and could only observe from the shadows.

The longer it drags on, the worse the situation becomes.

No one knew what terrible plan the Beasts and Whitebeard would devise.

long silence.

The major general, who had an "X"-shaped scar on his chin, suddenly raised his hand to signal.

Major General X Drake of this headquarters!
"Lieutenant General Dor, I have an idea!"

"explain."

"I want to infiltrate Beehive Island to gather intelligence!"

"."

Dor's expression changed instantly.

"Major General Drake, do you understand the consequences of doing this?"

"understand!"

Drake's gaze was resolute.

If the Navy infiltrates Beehive Island and is discovered by the pirates, there will be no exceptions; only death.

But faced with the terrifying crisis of the Four Emperors potentially uniting, someone had to take the risk, and among the officers present, only he was capable of acting.

Or rather, them!

"Lieutenant General Dor, this is Captain Sword!"

(End of this chapter)