"Ryan, you finally came!" Rayleigh sheathed his sword, then tossed the bottle in his hand to Ryan. "I was waiting for you here two years ago, but you never showed up. Instead, three little girls came looking for me!"
"Haha!" Ryan laughed and tossed the bottle Rayleigh had thrown him back.
"What? You don't like Sherry?"
"No." Ryan shook his head. "I prefer this to Sherry!"
As he spoke, another bottle appeared in Ryan's hand. Five words were written on it: Red Star Erguotou! He then tossed it to Rayleigh.
Hmm? Rayleigh caught it, bounced it twice in his hand, and carefully examined the liquor Ryan had given him. Having sailed the seas for so many years, Rayleigh had seen every kind of alcohol there was.
Yet he had truly never seen this one before. With a flick of his finger, Rayleigh sent the cap flying, and a rich aroma of liquor drifted out.
Rayleigh leaned closer and took a deep breath.
"Ahh...!"
Then an utterly soul-stirring sound rang out, making Ryan and the others feel as though their souls were about to leave their bodies.
Who would have thought that sound came from a sixty-six-year-old man?
Just as everyone was awkwardly wondering what to say, a short-haired woman with a cigarette between her lips walked out of the bar.
"You must be little Ryan. I've often heard that old thing Rayleigh mention you." The woman blew out a smoke ring and spoke slowly.
"Uh, hello. Are you Teacher Rayleigh's wife?" Ryan put on a puzzled expression.
Of course he knew the woman before him.
Shakuyaku, a woman who seemed utterly out of place in the pirate world. No matter how beautiful a woman in the world of Pirate King had been in her youth, she would still become hideously