Forced To Be A General, I Just Wanted To Retire

Forest Path, Traffic

After crossing the sea, Kuro lay back on the recliner and picked up the invitation letter he got from the original pirate ship and looked at it.

The above is: Dear pirates, don’t distinguish between friend and foe, drink to your heart’s content, and there is also a different kind of fun. Come and go, don’t refuse, and don’t chase. The world’s number one banquet, the Pirate Wanbo Meeting, invites everyone to participate.

This time, we also prepared the Afterglow program, Pirate King Gordo Roger’s fun treasure hunting game.

The suffix is Celebration Pirates Captain, Buena Fista.

“Gordo Roger…”

Smoker said in a deep voice beside him, “Festa dared to use his name as a gimmick, there must be something. According to our understanding, he really has a so-called Pirate King’s treasure, but we don’t know what it is.”

“Who cares what it is.”

Kuro threw the invitation and said: “Our purpose is not that, I am here for revenge. Barret and Fista ruined my G-3, I will ruin his celebration.”

“It’s better not to be impulsive, Kuro. If we can find out what treasure he has, it will be important,” Smoker said.

“Not interested. We are Marines. The treasure of the former Pirate King has nothing to do with us. Even the needle that can lead to Raftel has nothing to do with us.” Kuro said lightly.

“Ravdru?” Smoker’s pupils shrank and he almost dropped his cigar. “Do you have any news? Kuro!”

“How would I know? I just mentioned it casually.” Kuro rolled his eyes.

He really didn’t know. Not to mention that he didn’t know the rest of the plot. After all, there were only so many plots when he came. Even if he knew, he couldn’t remember that much.

A Marine dressed as a pirate ran over and said, “Captain, we found the island!”

“Yes?”

Kuro sat up and looked ahead. In front of the sea, the outline of an island had appeared.

It was an island that rose towards the middle. The front of the island separated to form a seaway, and the center was a big hollow center. It passed through the straight seaway and separated to the left and right, forming a three-way seaway.

This is a natural trading port.

“Wuwu—”

Not far away, there was a roar. He turned his head and saw a Marine Train passing by, heading towards the island.

Kuro said in surprise, “A Marine Train? Which island is this?”

Smoker said, “Grigate, a trade town. The train is connected to Zatannosen, but it was not so lively before. It seems that because of the celebration, many merchants have settled here.”

Even before they got close, they could see the fireworks on the island from time to time. There were also a large number of ships on the seaway and the faint noise of boiling cauldrons, which represented that the island was very lively.

“Fista is very good at tourism.”

Kuro touched his chin and thought, “First of all, the reputation has been established, and it is only held once in several years, which makes people look forward to it. If it is placed in the tourism industry, it will be a grand event and can also drive the industry. Not bad, not bad.”

Your creativity is good, but the next second it’s mine!

He wondered if he should do this model later. His ‘Dragon’ tourism industry has not opened yet, but it will probably open soon. When it is completely built, he will also make a celebration like this once every few years.

Yes! Let’s do that.

The Tazoro is not used for the time being. When it is repaired, it will be used once every few years. The rest of the time, it will be used by sea trains or ordinary ships.

Swish!

Bang!!

Another cloud of smoke exploded. At this time, Kuro’s ship also approached the island and entered the seaway.

To be honest, the Marines have no intelligence on such a lively place.

He thought it was a tree-lined path, but it was already crowded.

There are ports on both sides of the seaway. Many pirate ships dock their ships there and walk around the nearby shops.

On the seaway, there are also various commercial ships.

“Hey, Kuro, that’s Barati!”

Suddenly, Leda pulled the corner of Kuro’s clothes and pointed to a ship docked on the seaway and said, “That’s Barati, right? I’ve seen something similar. The face of this ship is exactly the same as the curly eyebrows of that straw hat!”

Not far away, there is a ship docked on the seaway. The door on it is like a human face with yellow hair, curly eyebrows and thick lips. East Blue’s Barati has a similar ship, a sub-ship.

And Kai here …

“It’s been a long time since I ate Balati,” Leda said, biting her finger.

Kuro sighed. “Okay, let’s go and see. I haven’t eaten for a long time.”

The ship approached and stopped at the port near Barati.

“Hey, I won’t go. Daski, let’s go collect information,” Smoker said.

“Take care of yourself.”

Kuro nodded and said to the others, “Go shopping by yourselves, but pay attention to Den Den Mushi, don’t be too scattered.”

“Yes!”

The Marines said in unison. They were also very envious of this place. After all, it was lively. Who didn’t like it? New ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄhapters are published on ɴovelFɪre.net

Kuro himself led some of his subordinates towards Barati.

Barati’s ship was leaning against the port, and there was a ladder there. Kuro led his men directly over and entered the door.

There were also many people inside.

“Welcome!”

When a person who looked like Popeye saw him come in, he immediately rubbed his hands with a very distorted smile and said, “Guest! This is East Blue’s famous restaurant, Barati. Because of the celebration, he came here to open his restaurant. He will definitely not let you lose…”

Before he could even say the word ‘look’, Popeye stared at the short white-haired loli and his pupils gradually enlarged.

“Big, big food…”

“Cough!”

Before he finished speaking, Kuro coughed and said to Popeye, “Let’s eat and find a place for us to sit.”

Popeye took a closer look and found that this overbearing man was a little familiar, plus the identity of the Big Eater Girl…

Seeing that he was not moving, Kuro threw a stack of Berries over. “This is for you.”

“Understood!”

Popeye, who received the money, immediately opened his mind and showed a flattering smile again. “The guest is God! Please sit, please sit!”

Kuro and the others found a round table in the center and sat down, while the remaining Marines stood obediently in the rear.

“Find a table to eat, don’t stand here.” Kuro waved his hand.

“Yes…”

A Marine called out and led the rest of his colleagues to sit at a nearby table.

At this time, Popeye rubbed his hands and said, “Customer, what would you like to order?”

“Who is the chef?” Kuro asked.

“It’s me.”

As soon as he finished speaking, there was the sound of sticks hitting the floor. A bearded man with a broken leg walked over with a stick on his foot. He looked at Kuro and said, “You will come, that means…”

He glanced around and whispered, “We will leave tomorrow.”

This is an amazing Vice-Admiral, the pride of East Blue.

But he was a Marine, not a pirate.

But this kind of celebration even attracts Marines, and they are dressed casually, which means that things are very big.