Sea Calendar 1470.
Sabaody Archipelago, Island 23.
In a dark alley, five scruffy little thugs had surrounded a fat, black-haired boy.
"Hey! Du Feld, it's time to pay this month's protection fee!"
The chubby boy called Du Feld shrank back and said timidly:
"I!... Sorry, I... I really can't come up with this month's payment..."
"Hehehe! Looks like we'll have to teach you a lesson, then!"
The five thugs cracked their knuckles, cruel grins spreading across their faces as they gradually closed in on Du Feld, ready to give him a painful lesson.
"Hey! You five pieces of trash over there, get lost if you don't want to die!
I'm taking that chubby kid with me!"
The sudden shout made the five thugs turn their heads in unison toward the newcomer.
They saw a burly young man holding a long-handled scythe. He wore a black suit, had lion-like brown hair, and a white half-mask covering his face.
Among the five thugs, a pink-haired young man said arrogantly:
"You dare insult us?
Who the hell are you!?
You believe I won't kill you..."
At those words, a vicious grin instantly appeared beneath the masked man's face as he lightly spun the long-handled scythe in his hand.
"Remember this. My name is Dorag Pierrot... the man who's going to kill you!"
"Wait! I'm sorry... I..."
The instant they heard the brown-haired man's name, the five thugs went pale. The pink-haired youth who had just been mouthing off was so frightened that he hurriedly tried to apologize.
However...
The next moment.
Dorag Pierrot swung his scythe and charged straight at the five thugs.
Swish! Swish! Swish!...
The scythe blade sliced through the air with piercing whistles, cold flashes gleaming again and again. The five thugs were cut down into pools of blood, their