Year 1519 of the Maritime Calendar!
East Sea, early morning, the soft sunlight spreads over the blue sea, and from time to time the singing of birds can be heard.
Seabirds in the sky...
The morning breeze blew across the deck, still slightly damp. Today promised to be an extremely pleasant day.
On this vast sea, a warship sailed with a flag depicting four hands with open palms and an eye in each palm.
Target: Cocoyasi Village!
A four-meter-long white dog lay on the deck of the ship. Rody, wearing a loose-fitting black coat, a white dogi underneath, and a black ribbon tied around his waist, leaned on its back, drinking a glass of watermelon juice and gazing at the sea with a thoughtful expression.
Kill value: 1
Judging by the number of casualties in the system, hundreds of pirates were killed yesterday. Except for the pirate with a 10 million bounty who died early on, the system displayed a message, but didn't respond when he killed those pirates later.
"Could it be that they're too weak for the system to take into account?"
This crappy system doesn't even have an instruction manual. There's no idea what the kill value is for.
Roddy grinned, his eyes flashing with murderous intent: "But that's what makes it fun! What's the point of life if you know everything?"
At the ship's hatch, Nami emerged with a large bag full of jewels and gold.
Nami casually threw the bag full of jewels and gold onto the deck, dusted her hands, and shouted to Rody, who was lying on the white back of the jade wolf.
"Roddy! I found a lot of treasure on this pirate ship. Want to take a look and see if you need anything?"
Rody took a sip of his juice and waved his hands dismissively. "I'm not interested. I'll leave these treasures with you," he said lazily.
Nami, slightly surprised, nodded: "I see."
The sun was setting in the west. Rody lay on the back of the white jade wolf, stroking its head with his hand and looking at the coastline stretching into the distance.
"Nami, is it up ahead?" Seeing the small silhouette of an island take shape, Rody asked with interest.
Hearing Rody's words, Nami, reluctant to let go of the treasures she was holding, which she had counted countless times,
immediately ran to the bow and looked at the distant shore with a frown. "That's right. If we circle around this coast and sail for a while, we'll arrive."
"However, there are usually fish-men patrolling this sea area from time to time."
Just as she finished speaking, a loud splash was heard, and a cartilaginous, lime-skinned fish-man leaped from the sea onto the deck of the boat, followed by seven or eight more fish-men with swords.
"Kuroobi!" Nami exclaimed with a disgusted expression.
Kuroobi the fish-man ignored Nami and looked contemptuously at Rody, who was still leaning lazily on the jade wolf's back.
After a few seconds, he looked at Nami: "Nami, from what I see, it seems you're planning to resist. Apparently, you're not planning to take back Cocoyasi Village."
"Do you think you can trust this weak human to resist us noble fish-men?" The other Fishmen who boarded the ship also brandished their swords, glared at Rody with murderous fury, and shouted, "Human, we Fishmen are ten times stronger than you. How do you intend to resist?
"We are the kings of the sea, the noble Fishmen!"
"I... I, Nami, stood on the deck staring at the screaming fish in front of her, her face filled with panic and helplessness."
Although Rody had said she would take care of everything, the terror of being exploited by the Fishmen Pirates still haunted her deeply.
"Oh! Noble?"
Hearing this, Rody placed her left leg over her right, made a fist, rested her elbow on the Jade Wolf's back, rested her face on her fist, and looked at the group of Fishmen with a playful look.
"It seems that in recent years, since following Arlong to escape the Grand Line to the East Sea, you've forgotten that your nature is inherently servile and vulgar, or have you forgotten that you were once merely slaves and commodities for human enjoyment?"
Hearing this, Kuroobi's expression changed from contempt to ferocity. The fishmen on deck, who were still brandishing swords and shouting, suddenly fell silent.
Nami looked at Rody with hope, tears about to fall.
Kuroobi clenched his fists tightly, the veins on his arms standing out, and said with a fierce glare, "Very well, very well, human, you've managed to irritate me."
"Human, I'll use our powerful Fishman Karate to crush your mouth first, see if you dare say those words again, and then I'll kill you."
"Human, you're dead. Brother Kuroobi is a master of Fishman Karate in our pirate group."
"Also, the bounty on Brother Kroobi is 9,000,000 billion beries!"
"That's right, Brother Kroobi is a pirate with a loot worth 9,000,000 billion bellys!" the fishman shouted again on the deck.
Just as the fishermen on deck screamed, Kuroobi contracted his leg muscles, bent them slightly, and pushed hard. The deck cracked slightly from the force exerted.
With a ferocious expression, he shouted, "Karate, fish-kata!" and rushed toward Rody, a fierce killing intent emanating from his body.
Rody looked at the fish Kroobi running toward him with a playful expression.
"Tch, you disgusting ant, you stink, back off."
Rody casually raised a finger, a faint smile tugging at his lips.
SWISH
Suddenly, Kuroobi, who was running toward Rody, had his head severed from his neck.
Causing blood to spurt out like a fountain.
The decapitated body took two more steps before falling to the boat's deck with a thud.
SPLATTER
Blood spurted from the severed neck.
The flying head rolled to Rody's feet, who continued shouting, "Karate... fish-kata...!" Before it finally stopped making a sound.
DING
Kill Rating +1
"Oh."
Despite the sound in his mind, Roddy simply raised an eyebrow and ignored the system for the moment; he had things to do.
Rody stood up, stroked the jade wolf's white back, bent down, grabbed Kuroobi's tail from behind his head, and lifted his head, which had rolled to his feet.
Rody lifted Kuroobi's head and examined it closely. Aside from its gray color and its repulsive fishy smell, there was no difference between it and a human's.
The blood oozing out was also red.
I looked at the corpse on the deck. Perhaps because it was a cartilaginous fish-man, it didn't have many fish-like features on its head, but it did have some on its body.
The fishman who had just screamed suddenly fell silent, staring at Kuroobi's headless body on the deck with wide eyes in disbelief.
"No... No way, Brother Kuroobi."
"Brother Kuroobi is a master of Fishman Karate."
"He died just like that!"
The fishmen stared at Rody, who was still holding Kuroobi's head in his hand, with hatred, anger, and unimaginable fear in their eyes.
A tall, white, shark-like fishman among the fishmen struggled to control his still-trembling hands and gripped the knife tightly.
The veins in the hand holding the knife bulged from the excessive force.
Shark Man raised the knife in his hand and pointed it at Rody, who was still staring at Kuroobi's head with genuine interest.
"Don't be afraid. Let's go together and kill that human and avenge Brother Kuroobi."
Hearing this, the other fishmen looked at each other, then gripped their swords tightly and rushed toward Rody.
He casually threw Kuroobi's fishman head in his hand next to his headless corpse.
Rody looked at the group of fishmen running toward him with knives in their hands.
DISMANTLE
SWISH
With a casual wave of his hand, all the fishmen except the shark man were sliced in half, splattering and staining the shark man's body with blood and internal organs.
"Revenge... for Kuro!"
Seeing his comrade, who had been sliced in half, the shark man was finally overcome by the fear of death. He could no longer hold the knife, and it fell to the ground with a loud crash.
Holding his head in despair, His face was covered in tears, his body was trembling, his legs seemed to have lost strength, he knelt on the deck in confusion and muttered, "How... how can there be... so... so many people!"
Roddy walked slowly toward the shark man and looked at the fish man who was kneeling on the deck, trembling.
Rody looked down indifferently and said mockingly, "Good, good, that's how you should be. Doesn't it bring back old memories?"
.....
Shark Man continued to mutter, ignoring Rody. Seeing this, Rody frowned.
He raised his leg and kicked the Fishman's cheek.
BAMM
The Shark Man's face contorted from the impact, and he spat out blood and several teeth.
BAM
Rody didn't stop there; he raised his other leg and kicked the Fishman's left cheek.
"Kuaaghh!"
CLICK
Soon, the Fishman spat out blood, and the sickening sound of breaking bones echoed throughout the deck.
Rody stepped on the Shark Man's head and twisted it forcefully on the deck.
CLICK
CLICK
Rody had a twisted smile on his face as he watched the fish-man beneath his feet struggle to get up.
"Ple...pl...please...forgi...meee!"
The fish-man, unable to move, managed to utter these words while crying desperately.
....
"Tch, how useless!"
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