One Hundred Nineteen: In Vino Veritas

Rayleigh did not ask Rogge about his dreams or anything like that. Perhaps he already knew what Rogge's dream was.

Rogge did not get the answer he wanted. Neither Shakuyaku nor Rayleigh gave it to him. Perhaps they were afraid that Rogge would take that path. After all, the memories Rocks had left them with were far from pleasant.

They drank a great deal. Shakuyaku was very happy. The alcohol in her bar was not cheap. Although she made her living selling information, being able to sell some drinks as well was an unexpected bonus.

They kept drinking. During that time, Simon and Carl went out to buy food. With Carl's ability, they brought back a great deal of food, enough for a lavish spread.

The bar had become a little noisy, but the atmosphere was lively. Rogge shared the details of their voyage, which was also a sort of summary.

When Rayleigh, Shakuyaku, Carl, and the others learned that Rogge and his crew had killed their own captain and gone independent, they all stared at the original three in shock.

"Didn't see that coming, did you? Hahaha! Back then, we were just a bunch of ordinary people, but we made the most correct decision of our lives—we killed our captain." Rogge laughed drunkenly.

Rayleigh silently drank his wine. His expression shifted, and there seemed to be a trace of disgust in his eyes.

Shakuyaku smoked her cigarette and said, "Now that is what a real pirate is."

"Being a pirate isn't about pursuing freedom. Where are the good pirates? Rayleigh, tell me—did Roger kill few people back then?" Rogge grabbed Rayleigh by the cloak.

"We did kill quite a few people back then." Rayleigh narrowed his eyes.

"Heh-heh. If I were kind, would I have made it this far?