The smell of cheap alcohol hung in the air as Rodney and Crocus stepped into the tavern.
"There's wine, of course, but the selection isn't great," Crocus, a seasoned sea wolf, easily identified the quality of a drink after just one sip. Rodney, a newcomer to the matter, merely watched, pretending to be an expert on wine as well.
"Two guests, what would you like to order? We have excellent wine, made from last year's grapes. Simply delicious!" the bartender suggested.
Crocus waved his hand dismissively. "Bring me the strongest. Wine is like fruit juice; it doesn't have to be tasty."
He preferred strong alcohol, the kind that would take him to the edge.
"As you say!" The bartender smiled and went to get the strongest drink.
The local drunks exchanged glances, realizing the newcomers were in trouble. The strongest drink is always a sign of trouble. No trickery is needed: the alcohol itself will take care of it!
The bartender brought the drink Crocus had ordered. Rodney said calmly, "I'll have a cup of oolong tea."
"What's oolong tea?" The bartender was taken aback, clearly not understanding Rodney's request.
"Sorry, I forgot something," Rodney slapped his forehead, then took a bottle of whiskey and an unidentified clear liqueur from the shelf. He mixed them together, and the liquid burst into flames.
Well, as we all know, oolong tea can be set on fire. Blowing out the flame, Rodney took a satisfied sip.
— ... —
He silently put down the glass, rolled his eyes and sank down onto the table, not wanting to get up.
— ... —
"Your alcohol tolerance is simply appalling. How will you survive at sea?" Crocus, who had already drained his mug, looked at Rodney in bewilderment.
He picked up the bottles of wine and began drinking them one after another, pointing at Rodney.
- Bring ten more bottles and put them on the boy's account.
— ... —
After ten bottles had been drunk, Crocus also collapsed to the floor.
"Hmm! Two weaklings who can't hold their liquor. I can finish a whole barrel myself!" one man chuckled.
- Ha! I can handle three barrels!
— I can drink ten barrels!
- Twenty barrels!
Unaware of this, the bounty hunters in the tavern started a quarrel.
"Stop arguing!" a voice interrupted them, and two people entered the tavern, stopping their quarrel.
The first to enter was a middle-aged man with long, curly hair, dressed in a suit and leather shoes. He spoke in a slow, kind tone, instantly calming the noisy atmosphere. He was followed by a tall, dark-skinned... nun?
She was indeed dressed like a nun, but her face... well, she had a unique face, but without a beard. If she had had a beard, she could easily have been mistaken for a man.
These two people, Whiskey Peak's mayor Igaram and the nun, were actually Barack Works members Mr. 8 and Miss Monday.
Mr. 8 was not only a mid-level agent at Barak Works but also a captain in the Alabasta Royal Guard. He worked undercover, protecting Princess Vivi and investigating Barak Works' secrets. He infiltrated the organization alongside Princess Vivi.
However, bounty hunters stationed here by Crocodile, who controlled Whisky Peak, captured inexperienced young pirates just entering the Grand Line. These unfortunate souls were then exchanged for bounties, providing funds for Barak Works.
Mr. 8 glanced at the hushed crowd and spoke, "The East Blue pirate hunter has posted a bounty of only three million beli. If he's caught and turned over to the Marines, he'll receive a reward of three million beli."
— Three million belli? That's hardly impressive.
— A pirate hunter? From the weakest part of the sea? What a shame.
- Yes, there is no need to get them drunk.
— Where is this useless old man?
"He's just a useless old man. Throw him into the sea; whether he survives is up to him."
Several people were chatting among themselves, but when they tried to carry Rodney away, the seemingly "drunk" Rodney waved his arms, causing them to crash into the wall.
- This is power!
Seeing people sinking into the wall, unable to escape, the group of onlookers gulped nervously. Mr. 8 frowned and said, "Miss Monday, it's your turn now."
- Fine.
Miss Monday approached and extended her bear-like hand to grab Rodney. Her wrist ached, and upon closer inspection, it was revealed that another hand had grabbed her wrist—Rodney's hand, which was even stronger, faster, and smaller.
Rodney opened his eyes, his dark gaze mocking.
Like this: ╭∩╮（￣▽￣）╭∩╮
Miss Monday lifted her wrist, freeing herself from Rodney's grip.
In a feminine voice that contrasted with her rough appearance, she said, "You are a person of great strength, but not stronger than me."
Rodney: ??
'Who said that? And I didn't even use my full power?'
Thanks to his special power, his body was enveloped in chakra, emitting a powerful aura that could easily destroy walls. This ability allowed him to increase his strength.
The more chakra he used, the greater his power became. By properly distributing his chakra, he could unleash immense destructive power. His chakra expenditure was quite manageable.
Sitting still, his chakra swirled, creating powerful currents of air that rustled his clothes. Crocus, sitting to the side, couldn't help but crack an eye open and glance at Rodney.
'Does this guy have some kind of hidden trick? No wonder he dared to venture out onto the Grand Line alone.'
Miss Monday narrowed her eyes, her fist aimed at Rodney's head. Rodney responded, "Fish Karate: Pulverizing Dive!" The impact shattered the ground beneath Rodney's feet, and the full force of the blow crashed down onto the ground.
Miss Monday, however, was less fortunate. She was thrown backward, unable to withstand the force of Rodney's blow. Taking advantage of the situation, Rodney continued his advantage!
— Shaving!
— A whirlwind of leaves!
Bang!
Miss Monday was thrown back by Rodney. Although it was a Leaf Whirlwind, the blow wasn't fatal. It merely temporarily incapacitated her, preventing her from quickly recovering.
— What are you all waiting for? Why don't you finish him off?
Mr. 8's words brought the stunned group of bounty hunters back to reality after Miss Monday's defeat.
They raised their guns and started shooting at Rodney!
**Note:**
Oolong tea is a traditional Chinese tea that is between green and black tea in terms of oxidation level.
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