Pirates: Invincible from the Start

"Of course, those pointers are expensive too. You can generally only find them on the larger kingdom islands."

"Oh..."

"All right, A-Luo."

Kuta stood up and patted A-Luo on the shoulder.

"Let's go! Our adventure on the Grand Line officially begins now."

He was actually a little embarrassed that he had forgotten something as important as a Log Pose.

"We're off, old man. Don't worry. I'll be sure to tell Brook how much Laboon misses him."

With that, Kuta turned and headed straight for the Freedom.

The lighthouse at Twin Capes.

Crocus gazed out at the distant sea, lost in thought for a long time.

He had seen something in Kuta that was utterly different from other pirates.

"Could he be the one Roger was waiting for?"

He shook his head.

"Probably not."

Because he hadn't seen any trace of Roger in Kuta.

The person Roger was waiting for would surely have something of Roger in him.

The starting island of route five.

The Freedom.

The entire hull was soaking wet, as though it had just been hauled out of the water.

At the bow, the still-wet sheep figurehead gleamed golden in the setting sun, looking just like a real sheep.

Two streams of seawater flowed down the grooves around its eyes, as though even the sheep figurehead had been frightened to tears by this voyage.

On the deck amidships, the Ahua Trio and Indigo lay sprawled out, too exhausted to move.

In just half a day, they had experienced all four seasons: spring, summer, autumn, and winter.

One second, they were basking in the warm sunshine of spring; the next, they were plunged into a winter of swirling snow. They had barely passed through winter's sleet before summer's raging thunder and lightning followed.

Only autumn had offered them