Sea of Peace, calm seas, bright sunshine.
Light streamed through the glass window into the bedroom. Roy enjoyed a maid's massage, a cigarette dangling from his lips, with a bottle of Marineford Calendar 1519 cola sitting beside him.
Huff—
He exhaled a long stream of smoke.
He stubbed out the cigarette in his hand.
In Sage Mode, Roy lifted the crystal glass beside him toward the sunlight and watched bubbles continuously rise through the brown cola.
The explosive sensation danced across his tongue.
"Sure enough, drinking cola from a crystal glass really does feel different."
Roy admitted that he was a country bumpkin, but drinking cola from a goblet really gave it a sense of ceremony.
The luxury cruise ship sped toward Mount Levius.
His busy life had suddenly become leisurely.
He narrowed his eyes at the sunlight outside. The sea breeze made a faint sound, like rustling vegetation.
This comfortable feeling was truly addictive.
Rustle.
The breeze brushed over his face, lifting the silk curtains by the window.
The sunlight was just right, the breeze was pleasant, there were no annoying missions, and no anxious worries about the future.
Perhaps it was because the setting was perfect, or perhaps because this was the East Blue.
At this moment, with his entire body relaxed, Roy closed the Echo Map.
Everything around him seemed so tranquil.
If he could live like this for the rest of his life, how wonderful would that be?
Bang!
The sound of cannon fire rang out abruptly.
The cruise ship's alarm blared into the sky the very next moment.
The ship jolted violently as it turned.
"Pirates! There are pirates!"
The noisy, chaotic voices shattered the peaceful beauty from moments ago.
Crack!
The crystal glass containing Marineford Calendar 1519 cola shattered in Roy's grip because of