Set Out, a New Journey!

As for Gray, Swain had intended to deal with him before leaving, but thinking about it, causing too much trouble would not be a good thing.

After all, the other man was the butler of the North Blue overlord. Killing him would be easy, but endless trouble would surely follow afterward.

Considering that his pirate crew was still in its early stages, Swain handed him over to the Marines instead, shifting the blame.

By the time Swain and Norton returned to the tavern, it was already deep into the night.

The lights in the building had already been extinguished, so he knocked on the door.

But no one answered...

Swain and Norton exchanged a glance.

Could they have been captured again? Swain thought, growing worried.

He gripped the lock and snapped it off with a little force.

The moment the door opened,

Swain was struck on the head with a club.

"Whoa! We hit the wrong person—it's Big Bro!" Little Modi exclaimed excitedly when he saw Swain return.

"Don't worry, Sis. It's Big Bro." The two brothers pulled Swain into the room.

Although they found Norton, who had followed behind Swain, somewhat strange-looking, they still excitedly invited him inside.

"Mr. Swain, I'm very sorry!"

"My brothers and I have caused you trouble!" Their elder sister bowed apologetically.

Swain hurriedly waved his hands, indicating that it was nothing worth mentioning.

Swain enthusiastically introduced his new crewmate, Norton.

"Whoa, Big Bro, are you a pirate?" Mokai, the elder brother, asked admiringly.

"That's right!"

"Can I become a pirate someday too?"

"Of course. But pirates can't drink milk anymore."

Mokai's little face filled with disbelief.

Their reaction made everyone burst out laughing, and the atmosphere grew warm.

Norton experienced genuine smiles for the first time.

Late that night,

Swain quietly climbed out of bed while everyone was asleep.

The moment he turned around, he saw that Norton was also sitting awake nearby.

In a low voice, he asked, "Are you going out?"

"Yeah. You can come with me."

The two of them then left without making a sound.

Swain flew through Kong's sky with Norton following behind. Norton was not slow, and the pair of wings on his back had been born for speed.

"We're going to take care of something."

"Kill someone!" Swain said calmly.

Norton did not ask any questions and continued following behind Swain.

Once he had acknowledged someone, he would never betray them. That was the tradition of the Lunarian Tribe!

Just like King, even at the moment Zoro defeated him, he still believed that Kaido would definitely win.

That was the loyalty engraved in their bones.

When it came to killing, Norton could no longer be treated as a novice. Their tribe was born to be the kings of battle. Ever since his brother's death, he had never stopped killing, though his victims had all been people who harmed him.

"We're here!" Swain stopped above a warehouse in Kong.

The area below was still brightly lit, and the warehouse echoed with noisy sounds. Laughter, sobbing, and shrill screams rose one after another.

It gave people the feeling of having entered hell.

Swain had come today to destroy this "den of evil."

He landed in front of the warehouse, while Norton stood behind him, offset by one step.

The two of them had appeared so abruptly that they naturally attracted the guards' attention.

"Who are you?" a guard demanded.

But he received no answer. The two men continued walking inside as they pleased.

"I'm talking to you!" His voice gradually rose.

At the same time, the other guards noticed the disturbance and gathered around.

Seeing that Swain still did not answer, the guard lost patience and loaded his gun.

Just as he was about to fire, a black shadow suddenly flashed before his eyes, moving so quickly that he could not even see it clearly.

Immediately afterward, his consciousness began to grow hazy.

Thud!

His head fell to the ground, while the major artery in his neck continued spraying blood wildly.

Norton had struck! Against people like these, he showed no mercy, directly using his iron-like wings to sever the guard's head.

"Open fire! Fire!"

Seeing the gray-haired man kill their comrade so easily, the people behind him panicked and hurriedly fired at the two of them.

But the bullets could not harm them at all.

After realizing that even bullets were useless, several of them simply abandoned their guns and ran.

But could they get away?

At some point, a vast expanse of seawater had appeared beneath their feet, leaving them unable to move.

Norton spread the wings behind him and shot toward the people bound by the seawater at incredible speed. In less than three breaths, nearly a hundred heads hit the ground!

Every one of them had been shaken to death!

A shout came from inside the warehouse.

"Have they all been dealt with?" After hearing the gunfire stop, a man in a suit appeared.

It was Hanson, the slave trader who had forcibly sold Mokai and the others!

When he saw the scene outside, he immediately collapsed to the ground. His legs trembled, and his trouser legs grew wet—he had been scared into wetting himself.

He was no longer as imposing as before!

Swain walked over and said in a kind tone, "Are you the owner here? I've come to buy something."

"I... I'm not!"

"Hm?"

"Yes, yes, yes! I am!"

"What might a distinguished guest wish to buy?"

"I have every kind of woman here, even little girls! I'll give them all to you. Pick whichever you like!" Hanson was nearly sobbing.

At that moment, he was terrified of death. He had finally experienced what it felt like to have his fate controlled by someone else!

Swain patted him on the head.

"Of course I'm here to buy your head," he said with a smile.

The words fell into Hanson's ears like the King of Hell calling his name.

Suddenly, a round, sea-blue helmet appeared over his head and wrapped around it.

It filled with seawater, making him feel as though he had fallen into the ocean and could not breathe.

He clawed at it with both hands, but could not break it no matter what. It was as hard as steel.

"Let's go. We'll rescue the people inside," Swain said to Norton behind him.

He left Hanson rolling on the ground. Hanson was about to suffocate, but after Swain had taken only a few steps, the sea-blue helmet exploded.

A headless corpse collapsed to the ground.

The next morning,

"Did you hear? There was a flood yesterday, and it completely washed away Hanson's slave factory!"

"That can't be true, can it? If there had really been a flood, how come my cousin, who lives nearby, was fine? I even saw him out buying things early this morning!"

"It's true! The seawater only washed away Hanson's slave factory."

Everyone discussed it among themselves.

"Looks like Heaven finally opened its eyes. I really hope that beast drowned," one person cursed.

But he did not know that Hanson's corpse had long since been swept into the sea to feed the fish. It had probably already turned into feces by then.

When Modi's sister told the two brothers the news, they were not particularly happy.

"Mr. Swain has left?" their sister realized.

The two brothers nodded.

"He also left us some money."

After learning this, their sister gazed gratefully at Kong's sky.

After Swain had saved them, he had already become the heavenly deity she once worshiped in her heart.

But Swain had already left Uwin Town.

He lay on the deck of a small ship, basking in the sunlight.

"We still need a larger ship. Let's go to Water 7 and find a shipwright."