The third time was this advancement quest for [Erudite]. (Continued)

Chapter 383: [Celestial Dragon Slave]

Peninsula 12, Shakky's Rip-off Bar.

While the outside world descended into chaos over the "incident of offending a Celestial Dragon," this quaint little bar remained quiet and peaceful.

Rayleigh sat at the counter, leisurely sipping his drink with a small dish of sea octopus tentacles, utterly at ease.

Shakky sat behind the counter with a stack of newspapers in her hands, but her eyes kept drifting toward the old man enjoying his drink, giving off the unmistakable air of an old couple flaunting their affection.

Looking completely out of place, Enel sat alone to one side, his face bitter and aggrieved, his heart brimming with resentment toward Straw Hat Boy and Red-Nosed.

In Enel's private fantasy, little versions of Shanks and Buggy were scrambling away with their hands over their heads, howling as he beat them with a round wooden club several yards long and as thick as a forearm.

In that silent, peaceful setting, the sudden creak of the door opening instantly drew the attention of all three people in the bar.

"Master!" Enel rose from his wooden chair and looked excitedly toward the entrance.

"That commotion outside just now—did you get into a fight with someone?" asked the leisurely Rayleigh.

"What about your side income? Did you make two hundred million Beli?" asked the money-loving Shakky.

Yet when the three of them got a proper look at Adrian's current situation, they instantly froze.

"Master..."

"White Ghost..."

"Th-this..."

Rayleigh, a seasoned old pirate, stared openmouthed and pointed at the "merchandise" Adrian was dragging along, stammering for once.

"Relax. I made a point of checking on my way back. Nobody noticed."

Adrian smiled and waved a hand.

"Is whether anyone saw you really the issue?!"

Shakky shouted on Rayleigh's behalf, wildly abandoning any semblance of