Nami was leafing through Noland's Logbook when she suddenly cried out in delight.
Immediately, cheers rose from the group drinking nearby.
"Noland! Noland!"
Then Nami began reading with a smile.
"After arriving on that island, we heard the cries of a strange bird..."
As soon as Nami reached that part, Cricket picked up where she had left off, speaking slowly.
"And the sound of a great bell. It was the ringing of an enormous Golden Bell!"
"Its chimes spread across the land and resounded through the heavens, as though the ancient capital were boasting of the glory it had once possessed!"
"Even an ancient civilization nurtured by the vast ocean could not withstand the uncertainties of life..."
"It made us, who had squandered decades of our lives, marvel at the fickleness of the world and the dreamlike nature of life!"
At that point, Cricket began shouting excitedly. He was reciting it all from memory. Clearly, he had read that logbook so often that he knew it by heart.
"Ah! Noland was so cool!"
The two monkeys, both die-hard Noland fans, shouted at the top of their lungs.
"Haha! Old man! So you really do like Noland!"
Usopp shouted along with them.
"Amazing! A Golden Bell that big!"
Well, that was Nami, whose head was filled with nothing but money...
As they spoke, Cricket set down his glass, dragged a sack out from under the bed, and took three small golden bells from it.
"Huh? What's so enormous about this Golden Bell?"
Usopp looked at the golden bells Nami had already clutched to her chest and made a snide remark.
"Haha, of course this isn't the bell Noland meant. These are just bell-shaped ingots. We found three of them on the seabed!"
Cricket spoke proudly. Clearly, those ten years had not