Cook's Home

At those words, Rogge and the others stopped what they were doing and looked over. The Fish-Man flinched as every eye turned on him. These were no ordinary people—they were pirates with blood on their hands.

Cook hurriedly stepped between them. "I know him. He's the Right Minister of Ryugu Palace."

"Hmph!"

Rogge snorted and paid him no more attention.

Shyarly breathed a sigh of relief. The killing intent that had erupted from Rogge and the others at the Right Minister's words had been terrifying, especially from Rogge, who had been grinning like a fool just moments before.

For an instant, Rogge had looked as though someone had stolen something precious from him. The killing intent in his eyes had chilled her.

Shyarly had never experienced anything like it. She had met pirates before, but never ones like these.

Yet she was glad they were Cook's companions. For his sake, every one of them had flared with killing intent in that instant. Even timid Ares had murder in his eyes.

Only then did Rogge remember who the armed Fish-Man was: the seahorse Right Minister, who wasn't much of a fighter.

"So these are your companions? Looks like you've found yourself a dependable crew." The Right Minister clutched his chest and exhaled in relief.

"Yeah. I'm in a good place now, with companions I can count on." Cook turned back and smiled at Rogge and the others.

"Aw, come on!" Rogge and the others looked a little embarrassed.

Cook's face darkened. He never knew what to say to these people. Fortunately, he was used to them by now.

"I came to find you because it seems Jinbe has returned too," the Right Minister said.

Cook hesitated. "Isn't it normal for him to come back? He and I have nothing to do