Finn instinctively extended his right hand and greeted warmly:
"Hello, my name is Finn. I'm the owner of this island. Welcome."
Roelco was slightly stunned. Although he didn't know what Finn meant by extending his hand, he subconsciously followed suit and extended his right hand.
The two hit it off immediately. Finn enthusiastically introduced the current facilities on the island to Roelco, thinking about how to capture this treasure of a singer.
Along the way, Roelco also introduced some things about the Skeleton Tribe to Finn.
On a small island in the Calm Belt lives a legendary cursed race.
They are natural singers, and their voices can even bewitch people when manipulated in a certain way.
One day, the gods brought down divine punishment on this race.
The people of this ethnic group have very unstable vitality, and as they age, their heads will turn into skeletons.
Such a voice no longer has the power to deceive people.
It is this curse that makes the Skeleton Clan go from bad to worse.
Their vitality is very weak.
Some turned into skeletons at birth, others did not live to adulthood, and even the strongest among them rarely lived past fifty years old.
Roelco is an exception.
He is almost sixty years old, but his vitality is still strong. All this is due to the fact that he ate an inconspicuous animal-type devil fruit.
Tardigrade Fruit, a fruit that has little power but is full of vitality.
It was thanks to this that Roelco was able to survive in this terrifying sea.
Finn felt very sympathetic when he heard about Roelco's experience, but he longed for the magical world outside even more.
I am so bored on this island.
But thinking about the many terrifying sea beasts outside and the prices of goods that were often in the billions, Finn thought about it and gave up the idea of going out again.
"…"
Today, Peace Island has begun to take shape.
In addition to Finn's palace, there are several small courtyards of different sizes, and the rooms inside can accommodate nearly fifty people.
It's just a little empty and deserted now.
If Golden Lion hadn't cleaned it frequently, it would have been covered with cobwebs.
Finn confided to Roelco the difficulties of his island, and occasionally he would say a few words about how much he hoped that he would stay.
But every time he was politely declined by Roelco.
Finn sighed secretly. His little island was so poor that a traveling singer could definitely earn more than he did here.
After thinking it over, Finn felt sorry but still respected the other party's choice.
I just ask him to introduce his island to his fans and friends if he has the chance.
In response, Roelco agreed without thinking.
Helping your fans—isn't that what a singer should do?
For this reason, Roelco even proposed to write a song based on Finn's Peace Island.
This will definitely greatly increase the popularity of Peace Island.
Hearing Roelco's proposal, Finn happily agreed and enthusiastically took Roelco to visit everything on Peace Island.
The two walked out of the house. Finn pointed to the clearly defined land halfway up the mountain and said, "Look, that's our island's vegetable planting base. It's rich in species and all-natural products."
Looking down at the foot of the mountain, it was already covered with colorful fruits.
Finn picked a red fruit and handed it to Roelco.
"Come, try some of our fruits, especially the red ones. They are very delicious."
Roelco took a bite with pleasure, and the originally calm skull instantly turned red.
"ah..."
Holding his head with both hands, he felt as if his skull was being torn apart by some unknown force.
Finn was startled and quickly stepped forward to support Roelco.
Is it that the fruit is rotten? No, it hasn't been rotten in all these years.
It's also red; could it be that he has an allergy like Whitebeard?
The moment Roelco was touched by Finn, the pain instantly dissipated, but the pulling sensation on his skull continued.
A moment later, Roelco instinctively touched his head in the face of Finn's surprised gaze.
soft?
Meat?
skin?
"My head, my head has recovered?"
Roelco excitedly grabbed Finn with both hands.
Finn stared at Roelco blankly, not knowing what was going on.
Can allergies transform?
Never mind, it's a different world after all, so it's normal for some abnormal things to happen.
Roelco jumped for joy, and his dancing appearance reminded him of Tiger, who left last time.
It seems that people in the other world are so lively.
"Thank you, my benefactor. You saved my life. After I turned into a skull, my voice lost its perfection. I didn't expect that it would be restored here. You are such a good person, my Lord Finn."
"No, no, no, I'm not an adult. I'm the boss of this island. You should just call me Boss Finn."
"Hello, Boss Finn, please allow me to sing a song for you."
Finn nodded happily. He also wanted to hear how wonderful this legendary song that could bewitch people was.
Roelco pulled the guitar from behind him, closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
"La la la~"
"…"
After a few minutes, Finn was immersed in Roelco's singing.
When Roelco finished singing, he was shocked.
The power of his clan was extremely terrifying. He had just been reborn and was a little excited, so he accidentally used too much force.
If this caused Finn, an ordinary person, to become an idiot, Roelco would never forgive himself even if he died.
Roelco was worried and watched Finn, anxiously thinking of a solution, but he didn't know that Finn had already started to figure out how to take this guy down.
This guy sings so beautifully.
What should I do? I can't just let him go like this?
How about morally blackmailing him?
Although I don't know why he got better after the allergy, since he is so grateful to me, it shouldn't be too much to ask him to stay.
But isn't this too obscene?
Finn was still lost in thought when the figure of Redfield flew over from a distance.
"Boss? Hey, are you daydreaming again?"
Looking over, Roelco was stunned at first, then he looked at Redfield excitedly.
"Patrick Redfield?"
"Do you know me?" Redfield looked at Roelco indifferently and glanced at the dazed boss beside him without any worry.
Roelco pointed at his guitar excitedly, "It's me, Roelco."
"Roelco, are you the Skeleton Tribe's singing god, Roelco? Your boss—oh, is he the boss?"
"Yes, it's me, it's me. Please help me. I was singing for my benefactor boss just now, and I accidentally used too much force, and he froze. I can't do anything."
Looking at Roelco's anxious look, Redfield was stunned for three seconds and then burst into laughter.
"Hahaha, you, you thought it was your singing that made the boss intoxicated? Hahaha, the boss was just daydreaming."
"Hey, Red, you're back?"
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