"That guy looks like Blackbeard Teach." Van Augur recognized Blackbeard not because Blackbeard was already famous enough to be known by everyone.
It was because Leo had mentioned his name on one occasion, and Van Augur had unconsciously remembered it.
"But Intelligence Department assessments said he had vanished without a trace and was very likely dead. Why is he in a place like this?" Van Augur's scope tracked Blackbeard's movements closely as confusion filled his heart.
"But this guy really is a tyrant." Watching Blackbeard's utterly brazen stride through his scope, he shook his head helplessly. Along the way, Blackbeard kicked down or shoved over every plant in the rice paddies.
Apparently, they were blocking his path.
And instead of taking the main road, he deliberately chose the waterway along the back slope. Clearly, he was afraid the Revolutionary Army would discover his trail.
But of all places he could have gone, he just had to cross that man's fields. Van Augur shook his head, almost able to see Blackbeard's miserable fate already.
"But this is a good chance to see whether that guy has really been persuaded by the commander-in-chief." Van Augur shifted his scope, bringing another person into view.
A smile appeared at the corner of his lips. "Interesting. Did they just miss each other?"
In the world of One Piece, all kinds of coincidences happened. A man like Bullet, who hummed a little tune as he dug a cartload of manure from the public cesspit and hauled it back to his own fields, naturally possessed a certain privilege.
His fists were big enough that he could claim half a cesspit in his fight against Garp, the Hero of the Marines, and fertilize his fields until they were rich, lush, and thriving.
That work alone took at least