In his bid for a chance at survival, Turkey's booming voice carried into the town.
The pirates, who had long been prepared for Maud's arrival, all turned toward the source of the sound.
"Bagard. Maud..."
Nearly every pirate who heard the voice silently muttered Maud's name.
It was not quite as fascinating as Turkey had made it sound. That description had been a blatant exaggeration.
But hearing about something was no substitute for seeing it with one's own eyes.
The pirates had heard plenty about Maud lately, so they naturally wanted to witness for themselves the bearing of a rookie pirate with a bounty of over a hundred million.
Among them, a little malice was already fermenting.
A hundred-million-Beli head.
No one would easily ignore it.
Because this was not the Four Seas, but the chaotic Grand Line.
The Pirate Code, or rather the unspoken rules among pirates, still held some sway in the Four Seas, but it was useless here in the Grand Line.
For example, pirates traveling together would not take one another's heads to claim a bounty.
That was one of the unspoken rules.
But in the Grand Line, how could these vicious pirates care about such things?
If there was money to be made, they were willing to risk their lives for it.
It was the purest of motives, and it was their Way of Survival.
Once the malice spawned by such a high bounty began to ferment, it quickly spiraled out of control.
The pirates who had their eyes on Maud's bounty all sprang into action.
To increase their chances of success, joining forces was only a matter of time.
At the shore of Spring Child Island.
Dada, the instigator behind the changes in town, knew nothing about what was happening.
Even if he did