Chapter 61: The Eastern Sea Fortress

  Three days later, near the waters of Dawn Island.

  "Report, Commodore Hopperdy, nearby sea area phone bug channel received a distress call."

  "Is it the pirate crew?"

  "Ah, it's the Yarlita Pirates!" The soldiers said in an unusually loud voice, they also didn't expect that three days ago this commander would dare to confront them. However, now they had received enough curses from their fellow villagers and were eager to vent their anger on those pirates.

  "What is distance?"

  "Our warship is 3.5 nautical miles southwest."

  "Go and get my secretary to change direction, I'll handle the wind speed."

  It is...

  In less than a dozen minutes, Hobodi stood on the deck of the 76th branch warship and finally saw the familiar pirate ship.

  "Report to the commander, a merchant ship has appeared five hundred meters ahead."

  "That distance was seen early, come closer!" Hobodi held a telescope in his hand and looked at the deck of the merchant ship 500 meters away. The grandson 'Kebi' that the old man who was obsessed with finding seemed to be talking to a pirate wearing a straw hat.

  "Fire!"

  "Yes!"

  The warship's shells fired round after round, and from afar on the pink merchant ship came a series of successive cries of surprise.

  The warship drew closer and closer, finally arriving right next to the merchant ship. Some pirates looked on in despair as Hobodi and his men arrived. Hobodi walked directly onto the MISS RAB DAKU alongside the merchant ship.

  Hobodi grasped the sleeve of a deep green coat worn by one of the pirates and asked, "Where is your captain, Yarlri?"

  A middle-aged pirate wearing a deep green robe let out a frightened shout: "Captain... the captain was knocked flying by a young whippersnapper wearing a straw hat?"

  "What's wrong?" Hobodi was taken aback and let him go.

  "Commander, it's the Yarlitta Pirates..."

  "Take these pirates back, I have some business to attend to with the secretary." Hobodi stepped off the Miss Rab Dakar and walked to the edge of the merchant ship's deck, gazing out at the several empty small boats floating on the sea.

  "What's this 'private matter'?" That pretty female secretary who has been in the commander's room for a year and a half, with her breasts and buttocks getting bigger and bigger, only ghosts know what kind of "private matters" you're dealing with. The 76th branch soldiers who went out on patrol looked at each other with resentment and disdain in their hearts.

  "It seems that Kobi has followed the kid wearing a straw hat." Mona said, standing beside Hobodi, who nodded in agreement. The two of them gazed into the distance, where two small boats were heading towards the shadow of a massive fortress town in the far-off horizon.

  Hobbiti jumped from the merchant ship to the small boat below, looked up at Monet: "You jump down, I'll catch you with the wind. We're leaving too."

  "Are two people alone considered a date? Your subordinates all have unpleasant faces." Mona touched her lips, savoring the smile, and her figure jumped off the merchant ship without falling immediately, but instead slowly rode the wind, finally landing slowly beside Hobardy.

  "It won't be long before I leave, so their faces have nothing to do with me." Hobodyan set sail, and at this moment the weather around him was windless, which had no effect on him. The small boat they were in, as soon as the sail fell, was immediately blown up by a gust of wind from nowhere.

  "Shells Town, first stop. I'll cross it off." Monet pulls out a notebook with the names Kuro, Creek Pirates, Arlong Pirates, Navy Headquarters Colonel Smoker, and Crocodile written on separate lines.

  Hobbit shook his head: "The result is not out yet, and we haven't even landed on the island. Don't underestimate any opponent."

  "It's all the same in the end, isn't it?"

  "It's hard to say for sure."

  ……

  Yozba Island, Shertz Town, as the island with the largest fortress in the East Sea, it almost represents the strongest power of the East Sea Navy.

  In the commander's room of the fortress in Shertz Town Base, at this moment a man with combed golden hair and a ferocious face, his lower jaw slightly moving from being tightly fixed by steel, let out a sound from the room.

  "I am...the greatest!"

  "Yes, Colonel Monka, you're absolutely right!" The ordinary soldier standing in the room hastily responded.

  Meng Ka turned around from facing away from the soldiers, his right arm wide and a large broad axe was equipped on it.

  "But recently, the tributes from the town seem to have decreased a bit." Monka stared at the soldier in front of her, wanting to ask him for some reason.

  The naval soldier hesitated for a moment: "That... because the town has already reached its limit recently."

  "No! The problem isn't the offering, it's the extent of their reverence for me." Monka slammed his large greataxe on the desk: "Take that girl who secretly gave a rice ball to pirate hunter Roronoa Zoro these past few days and execute her in town."

  "Huh?"

  "I am Monka of the East Sea, a symbol of power! Anyone who resists me will die!" Monka stood up with a ferocious face.

  At this time, a blond-haired young man with a cleft chin suddenly rushed in from outside the door and resolved the Navy's predicament. The young man covered his face and cried: "Dad, I want you to help me kill a pink-haired man!"

  "Huh?"

  ……

  Thirty minutes earlier, Hopper and Monet had just logged in to Scherzburg Town, dressed up, walking shoulder to shoulder on the street, following the straw-hatted boy in front of them, and from time to time they also bought some fruit in the town.

  In the end, they followed Straw Hat Boy into a restaurant and casually sat down at a table.

  Monet looked at the plump young man with pink eyes not far away and took out a photo: "Is that him. Don't we catch him back now?"

  "See they just went into the naval base, and you also heard what that little girl said at the back door?" Hobodi lowered his voice.

  "Known as the 'Pirate Hunter' Roronoa Zoro, he's actually willing to get caught for a small tavern and an imp, how naive." Monet's hands were on the table listening to this childish event, couldn't help but smile.

  Gurgling...

  A hungry cry came from Hobody's stomach, and Monet was taken aback.

  "After eating the devil's fruit, I got this habit. After the fruit was developed, this situation became particularly obvious."

  "I understand." Monet waved his hand: "Boss, bring some more dishes."

  As soon as her voice fell, the whole tavern began to buzz with discussion.

  "Who is that woman? Not from our town."

  "So sexy! Those breasts, those hips..."

  "Who is the man sitting with her? What a enviable guy."

  These trivial remarks can be slightly discerned by some masters in the tavern as to who said which sentence.

  Monet held a straw in his hand, drinking juice and staring at Hobody with a playful smile: "You're really an enviable guy, Commander."

  "Mona, you'd better dress more conservatively from now on. As my secretary, it's your duty to help me with my worries, not to cause me trouble." Hoboldi said somewhat displeased, just then a little girl came over carrying a plate of dishes and Hoboldi took them from her.

  "What's wrong?" Monet asked, puzzled.

  "In three seconds, because of your beauty being gossiped about, the young master of the noble family heard about it... Ah, trouble has arrived..." Just as Hoboldi's words fell, a boy with a curved knife and a lazy expression walked in.