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Chapter 467: Huh? Me?
Chapter 467: Huh? Me?
Kale Bali Island, located in the New World, is characterized by its eastern highlands and western lowlands, with mountains running through its center. The island is mostly mountainous, featuring several intact conical volcanoes. Only the southern coastal area offers flat land, yet the entire island boasts breathtaking scenery.
In the New World, such islands with magnificent landscapes are not uncommon, and this one is no exception. It's merely an undiscovered solitary island.
Currently, on the flat land of this isolated island, a massive tent resembling a circus is set up, occupied by a group of fierce-looking pirates. Their eyes gleam with adoration as they wave their weapons towards the top of the tent, shouting fervently.
Here, the man who had released a large number of prisoners from Impel Down two years ago, made his debut in the Top War, confronted Whitebeard, and was well-acquainted with Red Hair, is the Straw Hat. The legend who had ascended to the sky at an altitude of ten thousand meters to explore the Sky Island and ventured into the depths of the sea at the same depth.
No!
"Boss Bake!"
The mountain and sea roar reverberated across half the island.
"Guys!!"
At the top of the tent, a figure cloaked in a large red cape and wearing a red and white clown hat stood. His face, painted like a clown, featured a prominent red ball nose.
"Who's calling me a red-nosed clown?!"
Bake's sharp teeth let out a roar.
"Oh, my light, the greatest Boss Bake!"
"Boss Bake! It's the living Boss Bake!"
"Long live Bake! Long live Bake! Long live Bake!"
The pirates below cheered even louder.
Hearing the voices, Bake revealed a satisfied expression. He extended his arms, covered only by white gloves, and spread them wide.
"Who is the greatest pirate?"
"Boss Bake!"
"Who is the most worthy pirate to pledge allegiance to?"
"Boss Bake!"
"Who is the true ruler of the seas?"
"Boss Bake!"
"That's right, it's me!"
Bake raised his thumb, pointed at himself, and flashed a half-toothed grin, eliciting cheers from the pirates.
"Serve your Boss Bake well!"
With a wave of his hand, Bake called out, then returned to the tent, content.
This daily morale boost was essential and something he enjoyed doing.
The prisoners he brought from Impel Down, along with the pirates who had come to join him, had amassed a considerable force.
The Seven Warlords of the Sea? He was certainly qualified!
"Bake."
Inside the tent, Mr. 3, who was counting money, looked up and said, "There's something I need to tell you."
"What is it!"
Bake waved his hand with dominance, and the massive cape he wore seemed to float in the air before landing in front of the main sofa. He declared arrogantly, "No matter what it is, nothing can disturb me now. That's right, this is Boss Bake!"
"Helting and his giant subordinates have withdrawn their allegiance, claiming to serve another."
"What?!"
Bake, who had just been brimming with confidence and dominance, stood up in surprise, his eyes wide. His large red nose dripped with snot, "How could this happen? They were my most profitable trademark!"
The Bake Pirates, or rather, Bake Express, was his most prized creation after becoming one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea.
Initially, he had formed a new force with the prisoners from Impel Down and, as one of the Seven Warlords, he operated as a legitimate pirate, engaging in the storage and transportation of smuggled goods.
His orders came not only from various underground worlds but also from Crocodile, who had lent him money to start his business. This, along with the many subordinates he had, led him to venture into the mercenary business, expanding his operations significantly.
Especially after Doflamingo's downfall, a vacancy emerged in the underground world, and with wars constantly lacking military might, his business soared to new heights.
The most prominent trademark of his enterprise was, undoubtedly, the Giant Clan! Their formidable power was unmatched, and with just a few of them deployed to a location, the war would always tilt in their favor, earning him both reputation and wealth.
Now they were leaving?
Slap!
Bake's split hands slammed down on the table in anger, "How dare they! I've given them a lot of money! We had an agreement, how can they withdraw? What about my orders? Damn it, you little people! You broke your promise!"
"They just ended our employment contract."
The smooth-skinned and slender-waisted beauty, Alita, with her legs crossed on a sofa, replied, "Even if they withdraw, there's nothing much to say."
"Whose side are you on?"
Bake glared at her and clenched his fist, "Damn it, which bastard lured away my trademark subordinates? I'll deal with him..."
"His name is Norton Sag." Mr. 3 spoke slowly.
"I'll thank him... hehehe."
Bake's face, initially filled with anger, now wore a peculiar expression. His tightly clenched fist relaxed, and he let out an awkward laugh.
Tamer Morchi and Chief of Staff Kabaji were both sweating, their faces a picture of expectation.
Mr. 3's expression was one of anticipated disappointment.
"Why are you all looking like that?"
Feeling he had lost face, Bake shouted again, "I'm doing this for Sage's sake. Do you know who he is?"
"A Four Emperor."
Mr. 3 said, "The youngest of the Four Emperors, a powerful force of destruction, the master of Ohara, a possessor of wealth, and the controller of storms. There's no one unfamiliar with this existence."
"That's not how it is!"
Bake slapped the table again and said, "After I was beaten by the Straw Hat Kid, I met him. At that time, he had just formed a pirate crew with Bendata Lily. In the East Sea, we have a connection."
Bake sat back on the sofa, his face full of pride, "We're like brothers."
"Yes, yes," Morchi agreed, focusing on his food. Kabaji was building with blocks, Alita was savoring fine wine, and Gardino, also known as Third Brother, was busy with accounts.
They were all feigning interest.
Bake continued to boast, "Of course, because we're brothers, I thanked him. That ungrateful giant mercenary left early, and Sage helped me out."
"Yes, yes," they responded.
"Of course, even a disloyal subordinate is still a subordinate. They can't be recruited without permission. I might go to Ohara to have a good chat with Sage, hmm hmm hmm!"
Bake spoke with grand ambition, as if he were on equal terms with the Four Emperors.
"Okay, okay," the others nodded, continuing to feign interest, completely ignoring Bake's words.
They all knew each other well, and at this moment, they were just giving Bake some face since he was the captain.
But someone took his words seriously.
"Captain Bake!"
The tent's curtain was suddenly lifted, and a former Impel Down prisoner approached with tears in his eyes. "It's truly magnificent, Captain! I never expected that Four Emperor Cataclysm and Captain Bake would have such a deep bond!"
"Aside from being a crewmate of the Pirate King and a brother of Red Hair, a Four Emperor, Captain Bake is also a brother to Four Emperor Cataclysm! You truly are our savior, Captain Bake! How many more captivating stories do you have that we don't know about?"
"Most importantly, even facing a Four Emperor with whom you have a bond, Captain Bake remains unfazed. You even said you'd take us to Ohara! Everyone, did you hear that?"
The pirate's face turned red as he turned and shouted.
"Oh, Captain Bake!"
Behind him were more pirates, their eyes filled with admiration, each with a fearsome, muscular build.
"Captain Bake is right!"
The pirates shouted excitedly, "Even Four Emperor Cataclysm can't recruit our deserters at will! Captain Bake, take us to Ohara! The Seven Warlords of the Sea are nothing to fear; let's become Pirate Emperors!"
"That's right, Captain Bake! Let's become Pirate Emperors! Although Four Emperor Cataclysm is your brother, the fight among pirates is endless. Since he recruited your disloyal subordinate, you should recruit him as your own!"
"A Four Emperor as a subordinate!"
"To Ohara!"
Bake was left dumbfounded, cold sweat dripping down his face as he looked at the remaining officers.
No, what are these people doing outside?
Eavesdropping is not a good thing!
"Um, well, I..."
Bake was about to wave his hand in refusal, but as he saw the crowd growing and the atmosphere intensifying, he couldn't back down.
"Brrr."
Just then, the Talking Cricket beside him rang, and almost instinctively, Bake quickly picked up the receiver and smiled obsequiously, "Moshi moshi, this is Bake Express. How may I serve you?"
"Bake."
The Talking Cricket transformed into a face with a mischievous smile, "Long time no see, I'm Sage, Norton Sage."
"Eh?!"
Bake was startled, his eyes bulging out of their sockets, and his mouth almost falling off his face.
"Sa, Sage, what's the matter? I'll have you know, I'm not afraid."
"I'm going to war with Big Mom, and I need to hire you for a job. The price is negotiable," the Talking Cricket said, getting straight to the point.
"Huh? Big Mom?"
Bake was stunned for a moment, pointing at himself and blinking his slightly innocent eyes, "Me?"
What's this about? Inviting him to attack Big Mom?
No, he was just boasting; where would he get such power?
Even if the entire crew went, they wouldn't be a match for a single move from these Four Emperors.
Although he was one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea, wasn't that a bit of an overestimation?
(End of Chapter)
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