Roy had never imagined that he would run into Marco under these circumstances.
Looking at the Pineapple Head so close by.
"Hey, Marco, it's really been a long time."
Roy scratched his head and raised a hand in greeting.
The owner behind him became eagerly attentive when he saw Marco enter.
"My, my, so you know Captain Marco? If I'd known, I would've waived the bill for that meal earlier."
The fat owner came over to Roy's side. It was obvious that he admired and respected Marco deeply.
Roy grabbed the fat owner and pulled him in front of himself as a shield.
The fat owner wore a completely bewildered expression.
Pale blue flames ignited around Marco. "Dam, get out of here. What comes next isn't something you can be involved in."
The flames around him formed a wall of fire directly in front of Dam.
Seeing this, the fat owner immediately realized that Roy was an enemy.
He frantically rushed out of the tavern.
"Someone, come quick! Hurry, someone! Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"
Listening to the fat owner's terrified shouts.
Roy picked his teeth with a toothpick. "What? Am I really that scary? Marco, no matter what, we've fought before. Do you have to overreact like this?"
Roy looked at Marco speechlessly.
Perhaps because he was on his own turf, Marco, his glasses on, faced Roy with burning flames around him. "Hey, you're a pirate from the Flying Pirate Group. What business do you have with the Whitebeard Pirates?"
Seeing that Marco seemed ready to attack at any moment, Roy rolled his eyes. "No matter what, your captain and our captain used to be crewmates on the same ship. Do you really have to treat me like this?"
Roy tossed away the toothpick in his hand and spread his