The Journey of Freedom After the Awakening of the Shadow-Shadow Fruit

Next, Sidorlo continued to pull the ship away, while Moria, Gormir, and Perona lay on the ship, watching Hera watch the various ships in the harbor with great interest.

"That one will do!"

After circling the Five Star Island one and a half times, Hera, like all women, chose a ship that she had previously said was not quite right.

One hundred meters long isn't very large, but it falls within the range of medium-sized vessels.

Moria got up and looked around. The ship was quite new. According to his Observation Haki, there were five people on the deck inside the ship.

Moria guessed that the buyer was probably inspecting the ship.

“Then let’s move closer!” Moria ordered.

Sidorlo pulled the boat under the larger ship, and Moria, carrying a large bag in each hand, jumped with a little effort, landing heavily on the bow deck.

"bump!"

Grimil jumped onto the deck at the bow of the ship with a large bag, while Perona flew up on her own.

"I've come to pick you up!"

Seeing that Hera was having difficulty walking, Moria jumped off the ship, reached out and grabbed Hera's arm on the surface of the sea, lifted her up, and then carried her in a princess carry. As Hera blushed and blushed slightly, he jumped back onto the deck at the bow of the ship.

"Bump!"

Sidorro also leaped out of the sea and landed on the bow deck at the same time as Moria.

"Tap Tap!"

Just then, a series of rapid footsteps approached, and Moria and the others turned to look.

A man wearing a pirate hat and several other people dressed like pirates strode up the stairs on either side of the bow of the ship and came to Moria and his group, staring at them fiercely.

Who are you?

"I wonder, is this my pirate ship?"

There were four people in total. The man wearing the hat revealed his identity as a pirate as soon as he spoke.

"You said it was yours, did you pay for it?" Moria asked with a smile.

"Of course!"

The man in the hat looked proud. After speaking, he drew his sword, and his three subordinates behind him also pulled out pistols and pointed them at Moria and his men. Clearly, they didn't want to fight Moria any longer.

That's unfortunate!

Before the four pirates could make a move, Moria chuckled softly, "This ship is ours from now on. Please disembark."

No sooner had he finished speaking than Sidoro and Gormir appeared beside the four pirates, who were still looking on in confusion.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

One of the four pirates might even be the captain, but none of them had any chance to resist. Sidoro and Grimil quickly threw them off the ship and into the sea.

"Tap Tap!"

At this moment, a middle-aged man in a black suit walked onto the deck at the bow of the ship. He was stunned to see that only Moria and his men were there, and the four pirates were nowhere to be seen.

As he opened his mouth to ask a question, Moriah's figure and face suddenly appeared in his mind.

At the same time, the image of a wanted poster appeared in his mind, and upon comparison, the man in the suit shuddered.

The middle-aged man, recognizing Moria's current identity as Mopa Moria, trembled and said, "Welcome, Lord Mopa, to purchase our ships. I'll be right down."

After saying that, the middle-aged man turned around and quickly ran towards the deck in the middle of the boat. Then he came to the side of the boat and got off the boat through the ladder attached to the side of the boat.

"You're really fast!"

Moria smiled, turned to Sidoro and the others, and shouted, "Set sail, my men!"

Sidoro and Gangmir responded with a smile, then hoisted the sails and set sail. After a flurry of activity, they finally got the ship out of the harbor.

With no navy following behind, Moria guessed that the navy stationed here must have been informed, so no one dared to provoke Moria and his group.

After being at sea for some time.

Moria took out the cloth, paintbrushes, and paints that Steelmir and the others had bought on Five Star Island.

Five people sat on the deck of the boat, each with a black canvas and mixed paint in front of them.

"Tell me about it!"

Moria looked around and said, "I only have one request regarding the design of our pirate flag: make it cool!"

Hera and the others began to ponder, while Perona tilted her head, also deep in thought.

"I think it would be really cool to draw five skulls representing us lined up together!!"

After a while, Sidoro was the first to express his thoughts.

After he finished speaking, he found that everyone was looking at him with disgust.

"Sidoro is out, you don't need to think about it!" Moria deprived Sidoro of his right to make suggestions with a single sentence.

"Is there any cooler idea than mine?!" Sidoro said defiantly, still trying to argue, but no one paid him any attention.

Moria looked at Steelmir, wondering what surprising ideas he had.

To everyone's surprise, Steelmir glanced at Moria calmly and said indifferently, "I'm fine with anything, you can do as you please."

Moria hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.

never mind!

Creativity, a mental activity, is too unrealistic for the honey badger, who is indifferent to life and death and ready to fight if he disagrees. Let's not make things difficult for him.

Moria looked at Hera sitting beside him, placing his last hope on her.

“I think we should use your wanted poster title as the inspiration for the drawing,” Hera said after thinking for a moment.

"One-Punch Pirates isn't bad!" Moria laughed. "Let's stick with that idea then."

"Wait a minute!" Perona, standing to the side, was displeased. She looked at Moria with a wronged expression and said, "Lord Moria, you made this decision without listening to me. That's not good."

"Fine!" Moria said impatiently, "You tell me, let's see what good ideas you have."

"Whee!"

Perona was happy, and then a minute passed, two minutes passed, five minutes passed.

"What are your thoughts? Speak up!" Moria laughed as he looked at Perona, who was standing there with her mouth agape and her face flushed, unable to utter a single word.

"I...I...you can do whatever you want!" Perona said anxiously, finally pouting and saying the same thing as Gangmir.

"Hahaha!"

Upon seeing this adorable scene, Moria and the others burst into laughter.

Only Perona looked displeased and turned her head away from everyone.

"All right!"

After laughing, Hera stopped everyone and said, "Then let's start drawing our pirate flag with One-Punch Pirate as the theme."

“This is something I’m good at,” Sidorro exclaimed, and began to paint on the canvas.

Hera and Gamiel also began to conceive their own paintings.

Perona picked up the canvas, turned around, and started painting on it herself, not letting anyone else see.

"Very good, I'll just sit back and wait for the pirate flag to be drawn!" Moria sat to the side, waiting for everyone to draw their pirate flags.

He knows his own abilities; he believes that it's best to leave painting to professionals.

But Moria was clearly overthinking it; he wasn't a professional, and neither were Hera and the others.

then

"What do you call this a fist???"

Moria looked at the pirate flag that Sidoro had finished drawing first with a shocked expression. A large, distorted circle with a thick line was the skull fist that Sidoro had drawn.

"That's a great description!" Sidor pointed to the distorted circle and said, "This is your fist, boss. This line represents the powerful airflow when you swing your fist, boss. It represents the immense power of your punch!"

"Huh!" After hearing Sidoro's explanation, Moria looked at the thing that looked like a soft-legged earthworm and inexplicably felt that it was not bad.

"wrong!!"

Moria quickly shook his head, trying to clear his mind of those thoughts.

No matter how well Sidoro explains it, it can't erase the fact that his drawing was genuinely ugly, and he was afraid that Sidoro's pirate flag would actually be used.

Then his "One-Punch Pirate" would become "An Earthworm".

"You, draw again!"

"Alright!" Faced with the demands of the client's captain, Sidoro could only dejectedly start drawing again.

"Mopa, this is what I drew." Hera awkwardly held the drawn pirate flag in front of Moria, then turned her head away, not daring to look at Moria.

"This"

Moria looked at the twisted skull with a somber expression.

This isn't a skull at all; calling it a dog's head would be an insult to the dog.

"have to!"

"Another unprofessional person!" Moria thought to himself.

"You've finished drawing!" Moria asked, looking at the now calm Steelmir.

Steelmir felt a little guilty, his eyes flickered, and he calmly said, "I'm fine with anything, you can do whatever you want."

"Moria."

If you didn't draw it, you didn't draw it, yet you remain calm and composed.

Ugh!

Moria sighed deeply. What to do? Not a single person in the entire troupe could draw. It seemed they would have to wait until later.

"Hey! Nana!"

Hera turned her head and looked at the pirate flag that Perona had drawn with surprise.

"what!"