Low-Class Pirate

"Whew! That little girl really was unreasonable!" Roger wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, only to find blood on his palm.

Looking down, he saw that the web between his thumb and forefinger had split open.

Rayleigh saw it too, but instead of hurrying to bandage his captain, he teased Roger. "Hey, Captain, you're already wounded? Weren't you looking pretty impressive when you swung that sword just now? Keep being this careless, and don't let the boys laugh at you later."

"What's a little injury like this? Just don't secretly drink all the liquor we buy on Spring Island later." Roger casually picked up a strip of cloth and wrapped it around his hand, treating it as if the wound had already been dealt with.

The Or Jackson soon approached the edge of Spring Island's harbor. This time, they encountered no attacks. Just as they were about to disembark, Roger made a point of saying something.

"You all heard that little girl's warning just now. This time, everyone should try not to cause any trouble."

Rayleigh took several swigs from his flask. "Don't joke around. You're obviously the one who's always causing trouble."

"That's right. Wherever this idiot captain goes, trouble follows." Gaban put one hand on Rayleigh's shoulder and mocked Roger.

"Idiot, don't say things like that out loud." Roger lowered his head and smiled, put on his straw hat, and jumped off the ship.

On the shore, two figures had already been waiting for them for quite some time.

"Mamamama! So you truly live up to your reputation, Captain Gold Roger." Lingling was the first to greet him.

El stood silently beside Lingling, but his gaze was openly hostile as he stared at Roger and the others.

"Hahahaha! Am I already this famous?" Roger scratched his head a little sheepishly. "Compared to being able to accept every race and make sure everyone has enough to eat, mine falls far short. King Charlotte Lingling, your dream has shocked the entire sea!"

Lingling lowered her head and fell silent for several seconds. "Most people probably think I'm just a naive fool!"

Roger grinned, revealing a wild and arrogant smile. "No. Everyone has the right to dream. Even if you end up battered and bruised, it's still better than growing old and lying in bed full of regrets!"

Lingling looked deeply at Roger. His reputation in the newspapers was not particularly great, but that was only because the papers were completely dominated by Rocks.

This was the era of Rocks. No one could rise above Rocks.

But judging by Roger's spirit alone, Lingling was certain that Roger was someone worth befriending.

After all, she was about to build a nation. She could no longer act as freely as a Pirate. It was like something Milim had once blurted out by accident.

Make more friends, and fewer enemies.

Lingling also thought those words made perfect sense. With that thought, she smiled.

"Then I hope you enjoy yourselves in Many Countries. Oh, Milim is lying on that beach chair over there. If you have time, you can keep her company. She's rather bored right now."

With that, Lingling turned and left without hesitation. There was still a mountain of work waiting to be handled in the country. She had only come out because the commotion here had been too great.

Roger and El stared at each other, neither knowing what to say. The atmosphere became extremely awkward for a moment.

Then Roger was the first to speak. "Brothers, what are you all standing around for? If you want to buy something, go buy it. Don't just stand here."

"That's right, Roger. Then I'm going to buy liquor now!" Rayleigh, the first mate, said before turning and leaving.

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The rest of the crew scattered as well, and in the blink of an eye, everyone had disappeared.

El looked at Roger and merely said, "Have fun!" Then he went back to work, calling the harbor workers back to fish all the cargo that had fallen into the sea out of the water.

As Roger watched El leave, his gaze immediately settled on Milim, who was lying on a beach chair drinking juice.

Milim, who had been leisurely sipping juice, suddenly sensed a familiar presence approaching her.

Milim sat up irritably. "Hey! Can't you see I'm working right now? Disturb me again, and believe it or not, I'll beat you up!"

Roger moved a sun lounger over, placed it beside Milim, and sat down.

"Don't be so angry!" Roger casually picked up an apple from the table and took a bite. "We got acquainted through a fight, after all. Besides, you aren't really busy right now, are you?"

"Who says I'm not? I'm responsible for protecting the safety of all Many Countries right now. It's exhausting." Milim was deeply unconvinced. She was clearly working hard too.

"Haha, hahaha!" Roger burst into laughter at Milim's adorable appearance.

Milim glared at Roger with a dark expression. "Do you have a problem with me?"

Roger hurriedly waved his hands. "I just think you're cute. If my daughter can be as cute as you in the future, that would be wonderful."

"You have good taste. Since you praised me like that, I'll let what happened before slide." Milim had the temperament of a child. She was easily pleased and easily angered.

"By the way, are you and Charlotte Lingling really twin sisters?" Roger looked Milim over with disbelief in his eyes.

Milim proudly raised her head. "Of course. Can't you see that we even have the same hair color?"

"That really is incredible! I heard you're the older sister. How could twins with such vastly different builds be born?" Roger sighed in amazement.

"There it is again. Every time people find out that Lingling and I are sisters, they ask that question."

"Can't be helped. Even on a sea as miraculous as this one, twins like you are still shocking." Roger chuckled twice.

"By the way, Milim, is there anything fun around here?" Roger asked as he looked at her. "I can't just sit here forever."

"Something fun!" Milim lowered her head to think, then her eyes suddenly lit up.

"Roger, on this island, as long as you jump a little, you can float in the sky. Want to try it?"

Roger smiled. He had long known about the island's peculiar trait, but seeing Milim's sparkling eyes, even he felt a little embarrassed to refuse. Oh well, he would treat it as playing along with Milim.

Milim led Roger to the highest cliff on Spring Island. The cliff was so high that it nearly reached the clouds.

Roger glanced down below and swallowed at the bottomless abyss.

"Hey, Milim, isn't this a little too high?" Roger hesitated. At such a height, even he would surely be seriously injured if he fell to the ground.

Milim gave him a disdainful smile. "So you're already too scared? You really are a low-class Pirate."

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