Two Little Monks

One by one, the crew returned to their positions, and Teach finished his training and returned to the ship from the deep sea. However, looking at Teach's slightly wet body and his slightly panting appearance, it was clear what Teach had just done.

After looking at the map of the West Blue, Teach took a pen and marked the location of Crody Island. Then, he found the locations of Trading Island, Modern Island, and the Kraken Kingdom on the map and circled them.

The three islands are arranged in a triangle on the nautical chart, starting from Crody Island, then Modern Island, and finally Kraken Kingdom. Teach connects the islands along the way, which will be the route the Night Pirates will take next.

On a small island called Duowei Island in the West Blue, there is only one small village, but it has more than 400 people.

On a mountain behind the village, there is a temple. There are only three people in the temple: an old monk and two young monks.

"Bonnies, Clemons, you two go fetch water," the old monk said to the two young monks.

"Okay, Master." The two young monks nodded and went to the back of the mountain, where there was a spring. They fetched their drinking water from there.

"Clemons, have you noticed that we've had more visitors lately? The incense is burning brighter, and we're eating better too," Bonnies asked, turning to his companion, who was also bald but three years older than him.

"Hmm, it seems like the Great Pirate Era has begun, and there are even more pirates now. Haven't there been many pirate attacks, but Master drove them away each time? That must be the reason," the monk named Clemondo said with a smile.

"Yes, they need Master's protection." The young monk named Bonnies nodded.

He was only nine years old, while another monk named Clemons was twelve. They were both orphans adopted by the old monk.

"If those pirates dare to come again, I'll let them taste the power of my fists! Haha, I can kill a tiger with one punch now!" Clemons laughed confidently.

The two young monks are dressed like Shaolin monks. On Clemondo's chest, there is the word "Tibetan" tattooed, while on Bowness's chest, there is the word "" tattooed.

Hearing Clemondo's words, the young monk Bonnies beside him was somewhat envious. In the words of their master, the old monk, Clemons was naturally muscular and possessed not only great strength but also explosive power.

Bonnies was also a combat genius with great talent in physical skills and techniques. Although the three of them were adopted by the old monk, Clemons was three years older than him and had received the old monk's training earlier.

Therefore, Bonnies was always easily defeated in every battle.

The two men each filled two buckets with water, the weight of which had no effect on them, and they hurried towards the square on the mountain.

Meanwhile, outside the village at the foot of the mountain, a villager with binoculars spotted a pirate crew approaching from afar.

"Oh no! Oh no! Pirates are coming!" the villager shouted anxiously.

Since the beginning of the Great Pirate Era, more and more pirates have arrived. The better pirate crews would just stay in this village to rest and recuperate, while the less capable ones would not harm anyone but would simply plunder.

The cruel will wreak havoc, not only stealing their things but also killing them.

The village originally had more than a thousand people, but more than half of them died at the hands of pirates.

In that battle, they were completely unable to resist. In the end, it was the old monk who received the news who arrived and used his powerful strength to drive away the pirates.

The old monk had been living in seclusion on this island for many years. He was over seventy years old and still in relatively good health, but they didn't usually pay much attention to it. Only now did they realize that the old monk was strong enough to defeat the vicious pirates.

According to the village elders, this old monk came to the island more than 20 years ago, built a small temple on the mountain, and even went to sea when he was young.

Having learned from experience, in order to know in advance of the pirates' arrival, they specially sent people to guard various places on the shore to observe the sea, so that everyone could be quickly notified once the pirates arrived.

As soon as the words were spoken, every household began packing their things, as if they were ready at any moment. They packed their luggage and finished packing in just two minutes, leaving the village and running towards the mountains.

Meanwhile, some fast runners went up the mountain to inform the old monk.

On the high seas, towards Duowei Island, a pirate crew with a flag bearing a ghost face and a hole in its head was steadily approaching.

All the members have a ghost face painted on their face, making them look terrifying. This is the Ghost Face Pirates, and their captain is none other than "Ghost Face" Fosman, whose bounty is as high as 30 million.

"Haha, Captain, the island's inhabitants seem to have spotted us and are fleeing up the mountain." A pirate with binoculars noticed the situation on the island.

"I've heard there's a powerful old monk on the island who supposedly defeated 'Silver Hammer' Lumier had a bounty of seventeen million."

"Haha, we're not that trash. Besides, he's just an old guy. We'll only repel him, not kill him. What's there to be afraid of?" Captain Fosman laughed loudly. "If he dares to block our way, we'll take him down too."

On the island.

As soon as the two young monks arrived at the temple, a man knelt before the old monk and cried out, "Master, pirates are here again! Please save us!"

Tears streamed down the man's face, and he was filled with fear, placing all his hopes on the old monk.

"Alas!" The old monk sighed, "I'm getting old now, and I can't protect you from pirates forever. There are some pirates I'm no match for."

The old monk said calmly, "Since I've enjoyed your offerings, I'll do my part for you one last time, also for my own sake."

I thought the old monk would refuse, but to my surprise, he agreed. "Thank you, Master, thank you, Master."

Meanwhile, on the shore, the pirate ship had already docked, and the pirates, armed with weapons, excitedly ran over.

The residents, burdened with heavy luggage, were no match for the lightly dressed pirates, and were quickly overtaken by them.

It's just a small island, you can see the end of it at a glance. Even the old monk who walked down the mountain could see the pirates below and sense the dangerous aura emanating from them, especially their leader, Fosman.

Even he felt immense pressure. If he were younger, he could have defeated this pirate, but now he was no match for him; his physical abilities had declined too drastically.

"Bonnies, Clemons, you'd better run! I might die here today," the old monk said, turning to the two young monks behind him.

"Ah, Master, how could this be?" Having been adopted by the old monk, they all had feelings for him, and hearing this news from him was simply unbelievable.

"I'm no match for this pirate crew."

"Then we can run together," Clemons couldn't help but say.

"No, someone like me should have died long ago. I've been surviving until now, and this whole ordeal is just my destiny." The old monk shook his head.

Then he began to tell his story. It turned out that decades ago, he had also gone to sea as a pirate. However, once his pirate crew obtained two Devil Fruits, he became greedy, stole the two Devil Fruits, and ran away.

After that, when he heard news of the pirate crew he used to belong to again, the crew had already been wiped out because of those two Devil Fruits.

This filled him with deep regret, and he was constantly on the run because news of his theft of the Devil Fruit had spread, and many people wanted to capture him.

To escape persecution, he shaved his head and became a monk, hiding in a temple. After many years of wandering, he arrived at Duowei Island, where he lived in seclusion and built a small temple.

Later, I met the two of them and felt that I was a bit lonely, so I adopted them.

"After all these years, I've come to terms with it. You still have to live. That's my expectation of you." They knew that the old monk was resigned to death and they couldn't stop him. They also never imagined that the old monk who adopted them had such a story.

What the old monk did in the past has nothing to do with them. What matters is that the old monk adopted them and raised them.

Tears welled up in their eyes; they understood that these pirates were beyond their capabilities.

"Remember, it's under the Buddha statue," the old monk said with a faint smile.

They knew the situation on the mountain very well. Wiping away their tears, they didn't understand what the old monk meant, but they couldn't go to the temple now.

Under the old monk's gratified gaze, the two of them wiped away their tears and ran into the mountains.

The old monk descended the hill. By this time, the pirates had caught up. Where could they run to on this small island? They could only place all their hopes on the old monk who had repeatedly repelled the pirates.

"Haha, you old codger, are you trying to stop us?" The leader, Ghost Face Fosman, looked at the aged monk in front of him and couldn't help but laugh.

"I can only fight with all my might." The old monk was not nervous. He squinted his eyes and had a faint smile on his face. He was ready for battle.

"I'm very sorry, I can't stop them by myself. If we can escape, there's still a glimmer of hope." Turning his head, the old monk bowed to the villagers behind him and said.

As soon as he finished speaking, the old monk looked at the captain of the Ghost Face Pirates and rushed towards him.

"W-what do you mean?" Upon hearing the old monk's words, the residents behind him froze, their eyes wide with shock. What were they to do now that the master upon whom they had placed all their hopes had spoken like this?

In such a short time, pirates have already surrounded them. Where can they possibly run to?

The old monk had already charged towards the captain of the Ghost Face Pirates. "This ending isn't bad for me either. Someone like me should have died long ago," the old monk thought to himself, recalling his former companions and the happy days they spent on the same ship, all of which had been destroyed because of his evil intentions.

"I've come to keep you company."

Gangli's punch, seemingly forged through countless trials, exploded in the air. Despite his aging body and declining stamina, he still managed to fight Fosman to a standstill for a short time.

"Damn it, this old guy." Fosman hastily dealt with the old monk's attacks, feeling the constant barrage of punches and a sense of pressure, and couldn't help but curse inwardly.

Fosman was no weakling, and being attacked by such an old man enraged him, prompting him to retaliate quickly.

The old monk soon began to gasp for breath.

"Old man, how much longer can you hold on? Haha." Fosman noticed the old monk's exhaustion and swung his broadsword forward fiercely. The old monk narrowly dodged, but was gradually suppressed by Fosman, who was gaining control of the rhythm.

However, the old monk was undoubtedly more experienced in combat. He quickly seized the opportunity, lunged forward, and punched the blade with his left arm, preventing Fosman from attacking any further.

A right fist slammed into Fosman's abdomen, sending Fosman staggering back three steps before he collapsed to the ground.

The old monk wanted to go further, but Fosman couldn't help but sneer, drew his pistol from his waist, and fired two shots in quick succession. At such close range, the old monk dodged one shot by sidestepping, while the other shot landed directly on his waist.

The old monk, who was about to advance, froze. "Old man, we're pirates! Men, fire!" Fosman laughed and fired two more shots.

At his command, all the pirates around him who had guns pulled out their weapons, aimed at the old monk, and fired shot after shot at him.

"Master!" In a distant grove of trees, two bald young monks watched this scene with tears streaming down their faces.

The old monk who adopted them was like a father to them, but now he has died at the hands of these pirates.

They didn't run far; they watched from a distance.

Meanwhile, the other civilians were being slaughtered without any resistance, and were wiped out in no time by these vicious pirates.

"Come on, let's see if there's any treasure. Take everything useful. Send a few men up the mountain and destroy that temple." Once everyone is dead, we'll enjoy the spoils.

The reason for this was that he could see the dead old monk at the temple on the mountain, which made him very unhappy, Fosman planned to destroy the temple.

"Yes, Captain." Upon hearing this, the pirates ran up the mountain.

The remaining pirates happily opened the luggage and packages next to the civilian corpses, hoping to find anything valuable.

Other pirates fled to other houses in the village. The villagers, in their haste to escape, certainly didn't have time to pack everything up.

There should still be some valuable items to be found in these houses.