Under Makino's guidance, Jon arrived at Foosha Village yesterday.
The journey was smooth sailing, and he was quite glad he met Makino in advance.
Turns out, he went to the wrong place…
Luffy wasn't in Foosha Village right now; he was in the Mount Corvo!
So, as a hero who saved children, Jon was forcibly kept in the village for a feast and only set out to do business early this morning.
But what drove him to despair was how incredibly vast Mount Corvo was!!
Having grown up in Cocoyasi Village, how could he have ever seen such an boundless forest?
Forget the entire mountain range; just the surrounding continuous peaks made him dizzy.
Even with the Rokushiki assisting him, he had to rest three times!
"Damn you, Shanks! If it weren't for you, how would that brat have been sent here!" Jon started throwing a tantrum.
But this really was Shanks' fault.
Because of that guy, Garp quickly moved Luffy to Mount Corvo and entrusted him to the mountain bandit Dadan.
Only then did the ASL brothers' sworn brotherhood happen…
He learned from Belle-mère that.
The gold-haired, gap-toothed ugly kid (Sabo) had already reached the Revolutionary Army headquarters. All that was left were Luffy and Ace, the two brothers.
Jon felt that his luck on this sea voyage ended at Foosha Village; now, he could only rely on effort.
It was truly difficult to find two little brats alone in the vast mountains.
He had already been searching for over four hours; how much longer would it take?
Those two troublemakers were also restless; they were probably scrambling around some mountain peak right now.
"ε=(′ο｀*))) Ahh."
Beauty had misled his brother; Jon, who had only slept two hours last night, was finally tired. He decided to grab a bite first.
He flicked his finger, and a rabbit fell to the ground in response.
Speaking of which, he used to quite like this wild game, but now he had no seasonings, so the taste of this wild game would probably be quite gamey.
De-furring, cleaning, setting up the fire, and charring were all done in one go.
Jon tore off a rabbit leg to fill his stomach when he suddenly sensed something. He turned his head to the northwest.
A flock of birds startled from the trees there, flying frantically into the sky.
Beast or human?
He leaped onto the big tree in a few movements. The blue string from the Beast King R-rated keyword buff was chafing, so he involuntarily shifted upwards.
He found a comfortable angle, looking down from above. The view here made it easy to observe the approaching figures.
...
"Damn brat, we finally caught him. He killed so many of our men; this time, we definitely won't let him off easily!"
A somewhat gritting voice approached from a distance. Jon followed the sound and saw a brutal-looking man about two meters tall.
"Hmm… but speaking of it, that brat is a bit strange!"
In front of him was a man about 1.4 meters tall, performing a dwarf's frown: "He's only a few years old, yet he can knock down over ten people, and his arm can stretch, like a legendary Devil Fruit user."
The big man looked confused: "Devil Fruit? Is there really such a thing?"
"I didn't believe it at first, but his arm really can extend several meters, and even his neck can fly out. Besides a Devil Fruit ability, there's no way to explain it."
"That's too scary. Luckily, Boss, you caught him. But why didn't you just kill him? Tying up such a monster, I'm a little scared."
"Scared of what? You're so big, but your guts are smaller than a needle's eye! I say, don't you want to eat his meat? What if we eat him and can assimilate his ability? Who in the entire East Blue would be our opponent then?"
"Uh, Boss is right, but I don't dare to eat people." The brutal big man looked troubled.
The dwarf was about to crane his neck and curse a few words when his breathing suddenly hitched.
His gaze fixed on the smoking bonfire directly in front of him.
"Someone's here."
The dwarf's triangular eyes gleamed viciously. He suddenly looked up: "Up there!"
"Huh??"
The big man was startled and immediately looked up.
He saw a silver-haired guy sitting on the treetop, looking at them with a bright smile.
"Damn it! He looks so righteous; he must be a Marine!"
The dwarf immediately pulled out the flintlock pistol from his waist, aimed it at the other party's head, and loudly threatened: "Get down here right now, you despicable sneak attacker!"
"Oh my~ Chotto matte, pointing a gun at someone's head as soon as you show up, kowai ne (you're so scary)."
Under their fierce gazes, Jon, with a Kizaru-like face, slid down the tree with a rustling sound from his crotch rubbing against the trunk, raising his hands:
"You two misunderstood; I'm not a Marine. In fact, we're on the same side."
"On the same side?"
The big man paused, and a shy smile actually squeezed onto his brutal face. He looked down at the dwarf: "Boss, you got it wrong; he said he's not a Marine."
Pia—
The dwarf hit his knee hard.
"He says it and you believe it? Do you even have a brain?!"
After scolding his subordinate, the dwarf turned and glared fiercely at Jon: "Sliding down a tree with your crotch, you're no ordinary guy! Tell me, what are you doing?"
"I told you, we're on the same side. Why so much nonsense?"
Jon picked his ear, "That brat you caught, I have something important to do with him. Can you show me the way?"
"Uh, something important."
The big man poked the dwarf's shoulder: "Boss, how about we take him? He seems pretty urgent."
"Go to your head!"
The dwarf jumped up and punched his chest. The next second, he suddenly turned around.
He pointed the pistol at Jon and actually fired directly.
Bang!
The explosive bullet directly grazed Jon's hair and shot straight into the big tree behind him.
Jon's eyes immediately became dangerous, and his tone was indifferent.
"Someone who launches a surprise attack like you is really rare in this world."
Indeed, in the world of pirates, who doesn't shout out a technique before killing someone?
Soru—!!
Alright, Jon didn't shout either.
He suddenly disappeared from his spot, using the force to ascend ten meters into the air, his long legs sweeping in like a sudden gust of wind.
The dwarf only saw the black shadow move faster than a bullet. In his panic, he had no time to dodge, and his cheek was struck by a foot as hard as steel. The entire person was instantly slammed hard into the wall.
Dead as a doornail.
"You actually killed the boss?"
The big man came to his senses and roared, grabbing his weapon to kill Jon.
The result was no surprise.
A hand of destiny clasped his throat. Under his terrified gaze, Jon smiled brightly:
"Life~ or~ Slave?"
(Big Mom: You brat, don't you have your own catchphrase?)