An hour ago.
The man beside her had indeed rescued a group of slaves who were about to step into hell.
But now, one hour later...
Perona quietly observed Maud's actions and reactions, naturally hearing his low mutter as well.
The first one?
Perona subconsciously looked toward the dozen or so Bounty Posters scattered on the ground nearby.
She suddenly understood something, and a chill rose in her heart.
The pirates on those Bounty Posters all seemed to be on the Sabaody Archipelago.
And this man before her had raised his butcher's blade against the pirates on those posters the moment he arrived on the Sabaody Archipelago, unable to wait even a moment.
"Demon!"
Perhaps because she felt the same way, Perona pitied the pirates on the Bounty Posters as she shouted inwardly.
Just as her thoughts churned, she saw Maud pull the trigger and fire a second shot.
Inside a bar on Tree Island 26, the only sound was the heavy breathing brought on by everyone's fear.
"Ferrold, with a bounty of 94 million, just died like that?"
Everyone stared in shock or horror at Ferrold, who had died with a bullet through his brow.
Their reaction was so extreme because Ferrold had been facing the bar counter with his back to the entrance.
And, theoretically speaking, the bullet that had taken Ferrold's life had been fired from the direction of the counter before striking him directly between the brows.
But no one near the counter had fired a shot, and there were no bullet holes in the wall either.
Then where had the bullet that struck Ferrold between the brows come from?
Just then, a bald pirate with a rugged face suddenly stepped out from the crowd and walked toward the corpse of the fellow pirate who had