Whiskey Peak

Sirius smiled gently as he looked at Laboon, who was quietly listening to Hiyori explain the Haki cultivation method.

Doesn't that solve the problem?

Next, Laboon will focus more on cultivating his Haki abilities.

Sea King are highly intelligent, Laboon certainly knows that he can't destroy Reverse Mountain with his flesh and blood alone. But if he learns Haki, that would be a different story.

It would be easier to hit a rock.

However, even if he mastered Armament Haki, it would still be too difficult for him to collapse the Reverse Mountain.

The sheer size of this mountain is unimaginable; it is far larger than any other region of the Red Line.

Of course, that's fine. It's enough to give Laboon a goal to strive for.

As for the rest, I'll tell Brook when I pass through the Thriller Bark.

Leaving behind Professor Hiyori teach Laboon's Haki training methods, Sirius and Yamato returned to the coast.

"This is really reckless, Sirius!"

Crocus laughed heartily, "This isn't a method that ordinary people could come up with."

Although he said he was being reckless, he seemed quite happy.

Sirius laughed and said, "Since this is what Laboon wants to do, then let him do it. I have no right to twist his will, do I?"

Crocus just smiled, his gaze so intense it sent chills down Sirius's spine.

Yamato rarely looks at me like that.

Soon, Hiyori returned.

"Laboon will be quieter from now on,"

She said, "He said he would try his best to learn to Haki, and then crash down the Reverse Mountain to welcome his companions."

Black Maria sighed, "But ultimately, we can never find it again."

That's not necessarily true.

Sirius's lips curled into a smile. "Just as Laboon desperately wanted to reunite with his companions, his companions would surely do the same, even at the cost of their lives, to fulfill their promise."

"Are they still alive?" Yamato's eyes widened.

"They must still be struggling somewhere in the Grand Line."

Sirius recalled Brook's experiences; he was also a remarkable man.

"Then we must go find them!"

Yamato smiled Yamato. "Then tell them that Laboon is still waiting for them."

"Kindness."

Sirius nodded slightly.

That was what he originally thought too.

After the Laboon incident was resolved, the Sirius Pirates held a small banquet.

Then came the usual segment where we listened to stories told by the Old Senior.

I also heard some stories I had never heard before. Roger's image as described by Crocus was somewhat different from that of the others.

They stayed here overnight.

Finally, it was time to say goodbye.

"I won't keep you any longer."

On the shore of Twin Capes, Crocus smiled and said, "Many more adventures await you ahead."

"I'm definitely no worse than you guys!"

Yamato and said, "It will be the world's number one adventure!"

Hahahaha.

Crocus just laughed heartily.

Then he asked, "So, have you decided which route to choose?"

Starting from Reverse Mountain, the Paradise is divided into seven routes, connected by seven magnetic lines.

Once you've made a choice, it's very difficult to change course.

"It doesn't matter."

Sirius laughed and said, "Just pick any one, we're going to visit all the islands in the Paradise anyway."

It doesn't really matter. Once ordinary people choose a route, they can't change it because they rely on the magnetic force of the Log Pose as a guide, and the Log Pose will only point to the island ahead.

But the Sirius Pirates are different.

Black's computational abilities were sufficient for him to navigate without a compass, even with just a nautical chart.

The Sirius Pirates could sail freely as if they were on any other sea.

In fact, that was exactly what he planned to do.

We can't just choose one route and ignore the others, can we?

"Haha, what an amazing young man!"

Crocus's smile remained unchanged. "Then, let's set off quickly, Sirius."

So, let's set off.

"Goodbye, Crocus- senpai! Goodbye, Laboon!"

Accompanied by Yamato's cheerful farewell, the Sirius sped off at full power, gradually moving away from Reverse Mountain.

"What an interesting bunch of young people."

Crocus stood on the shore, gazing at the departing Sirius, and smiled to himself, "Roger, are they the ones we've been waiting for?"

"Are they the smiling boys who will change the world?"

"So, Captain?"

On board the Sirius, Bepo was very excited about the upcoming voyage. "What will the first island we're going to land on be like?"

Aside from that journey across the Grand Line, this was indeed the beginning of their voyage along the Grand Line.

"You'd have to ask Black,"

Sirius smiled and said, "He chose the route."

Black said, "We're heading to the island closest to Reverse Mountain, called..."

"Whiskey Peak."

"Whiskey Peak?"

Luo raised an eyebrow. "What, is that place famous for its whiskey?"

"No, not at all. I heard it's a town that welcomes pirates," Black said.

"A town welcoming pirates?"

Luo was taken aback. "There are places like this?"

Sirius also remembered this so-called Whiskey Peak.

Isn't that the place where Luffy and his crew first landed in the original work?

So, is it really just such a coincidence?

"Let's go take a look there."

Sirius said with a smile.

Crocodile's plan hasn't even started yet, Baroque Works is probably still under construction, Mr. 5 has been taken away by the Revolutionary Army for labor reform, and Mr. 1 is crying and begging to become their subordinate.

What would Whiskey Peak look like before it became part of the Baroque Works?

Sirius was somewhat expectant.

So the Sirius proceeded at full speed.

Whiskey Peak.

The island was shrouded in morning mist.

It wasn't until the sun was high in the sky that the island gradually came alive.

People strolled out of the house in twos and threes, greeting each other and reminiscing about the celebration banquet the night before.

They boasted about how much they had drunk, then scorned the pirates from the previous day for their foolishness in actually believing that towns that welcomed pirates existed.

Whiskey Peak is most famous not for its whisky, but for the enormous, cactus-like mountain behind the town.

From a distance, you can see a dense array of sharp spikes.

But those were certainly not spikes.

Those were nameless tombstones.

This island has existed for many years.

The people in the town were excitedly discussing which pirate crews from all over the world were about to enter the Grand Line, and that they were about to make a fortune again.

Then, from within the thick fog, a dark shadow rapidly approached.

A boat is coming!

Suddenly, someone in the crowd shouted.

Then the whole town immediately came alive.

When the ship broke through the thick fog and arrived at the island's inland river, many residents had already gathered on both banks.

They cheered loudly.

Welcome to the passionate Whiskey Peak! Brave seamen!

"Welcome, brave pirates!"

They loudly displayed their enthusiasm.

They couldn't wait to teach the newbies who had just entered the Grand Line a good lesson.

Until they could clearly see the patterns painted on the hull of the steel ship.

Twin Wolves, one roaring to the left and one to the right.

Everyone seemed to have been choked, and their voices abruptly stopped.

"Sirius, the Pirates?"