Robust Mage in One Piece

In Marie Joya's conference room, the meeting between the Five Old Stars is still going on!

"With the help of the door, the hound has arrived at the accident site and conducted detection..." the youngest Wulaoxing said blankly, "According to his report, no one was found in the sea area where the ship crashed. Signs of having used devil fruit abilities."

"That is to say..."

"...is this storm a natural disaster?"

"It can't be ruled out that it's some kind of scientific and technological means," Wulaoxing, who was holding a knife, retorted again, "I didn't use the devil fruit, so it doesn't mean it's not artificial..."

"Okay..." the mellow Wu Laoxing interrupted him, "Since Charmacco Saint is not dead, and there is no trace of using a devil fruit at the scene, no matter how this happened, the result is it It didn't cause any serious consequences. We don't need to send a lot of manpower to find an opponent who doesn't even know it exists because of something that didn't cause any serious consequences."

"But..." Wulaoxing, who was holding the knife, wanted to say something else.

"Don't forget the real mission entrusted to us by Lord Im!" The round Wu Laoxing strengthened his tone.

"Okay," Wu Laoxing, holding the knife, reluctantly agreed.

"Then what about the Pirate Hunter Chamber of Commerce that saved St. Charmaco?" The youngest Wulaoxing said casually, "Do you need to give him some rewards?"

"It is everyone's duty to save the nobles of the world..." the round Wu Laoxing said slowly, "There is no need to reward someone just because he has fulfilled his duty."

"That being said, this kind of behavior is still worth encouraging," the tall Wulaoxing said, "If you don't reward him, then let Donghai increase its share in trade next time. Encourage it!"

"Second!" The five old star members wearing flat hats tapped the crutches in their hands.

"Yes..." Wu Laoxing continued, "In addition, let cp0 send capable personnel to learn about the situation from St. if……"

"Then just execute those sailors who fail to protect the nobles of the world under natural disasters!" Wu Laoxing, holding a knife, said bluntly, "Their families will not be held accountable."

"Seconded!"

"Seconded!"

"..."

When St. Charmarco was sleeping soundly on the Black Cat, he didn't know that those rescued sailors and CPs had already been pushed forward again under the understatement of the Wulaoxing people. gate of hell!

Even if you know it, I'm afraid St. Charmarco won't care. It's just a bunch of untouchables. If you die, you will die!

After St. Charmarco woke up comfortably the next morning, the Black Cat had already berthed at the pier in Gao Town, Kingdom of Goa.

"Sir Charmarco," just as Saint Charmaco woke up, the good-hearted man's voice of praise sounded in time, "We have arrived in the Kingdom of Goa, and now the representative of the noble council of the Kingdom of Goa, Black... Baron Clobatel is already on the deck waiting for your summons."

"Let him wait," St. Charmarco stretched, "bring me breakfast first!"

"Here we come..."

Following the words, the kind-hearted man Zangao pushed open the door, and walked in with a tray with some exquisite snacks and milk. Of course, in the most conspicuous place, there was also a bottle of yesterday's red wine.

"The breakfast this time was specially ordered by Klobatel, a nobleman of the Kingdom of Goa..." Zangao put down the tray, and graciously supported St. Charmarco to sit up, "I believe it will be better than ours." The crude food on board is much better."

Saint Charmarco took a snack and took a bite, "Well, that's it, right..." He pointed to the bottle of red wine, "Pour me a glass of that!"

"coming……"

Zangao looked like a dog, and poured a glass of red wine for St. Charmarco graciously.

"Well, this is better..."

"I am very glad that our special products can be appreciated by you, my lord." Zangao once again poured the wine glass on Charmacus Saint, "That... Sir Charmarco, look at the little noble Klobatel's respect for you. In terms of respect, see if you give him a chance to see you."

"Well..." Although St. Charmarco was a little reluctant, but for some reason, he felt that it would be very uncomfortable to reject this kind person, "Since you said so, let him in!"

"Okay!" Zangao replied with a smile, "I'll ask him to come in now..."

A few minutes later, the black cat Chloe in a black suit walked in quickly, with an excited look on his face, like an avid fan chasing a star. If Xin Duoli were here, she would be surprised to see that the expression on Crowe's face now is not too different from the expression when Hobagu looked at her!

No way, the black cat Crowe is such a person who is good at discovering the various strengths of his companions and studying them seriously!

If Kong Ming was present, not only could he see traces of Crowe's imitation, but he could also see a trace of real excitement from Crowe.

As soon as he entered the cabin, the black cat Crowe immediately bowed greatly, "I really didn't expect that I could be received by you, the descendant of the great creator, Saint Charmarco, the world nobleman. I am so honored!"

"No way..." St. Charmarco

Without even raising his head, he continued to eat while sighing, and replied, "After all, it is my job as a world noble to inspect the East China Sea to meet you untouchables!"

After hearing the words of St. Charmarco, the black cat Kloe straightened up, glanced at the hypnotist Zangao standing aside, and gently pushed his glasses with the palm of his hand, a cold light flashed!

Seeing the movements of the black cat Crowe, Zengo, the hypnotist who once served as his vice-captain, knew that his old boss was already angry.

Although Zango is now on the same level as his boss in the Azeroth Chamber of Commerce, deep down in Zango's heart, he thinks that he can sit on an equal footing with Alrita or the black cat Chloe. There is still a little uncertainty about this matter.

"Lord Charmarco," Zangao began to beat the drums, "You really do your best. I believe that even among the nobles in the world, you must be a rare elite. Why don't you come here for a piece of this... ..."

Zango used a gloved hand to hold a tong, and pushed a plate of dried meat in the direction of St. Charmarco, "This kind of dried meat is a special product of the Kingdom of Goa. There is no such kingdom. In order to allow you to taste the characteristics of the East China Sea, Baron Clobatel has spent a lot of effort..."

"Hmm!" St. Charmarco stuffed a piece of dried meat into his mouth, "Although it's just that, but it does have something special, um, you pariah..."

As he spoke, St. Charmarco raised his head and glanced lazily at the black cat, Crowe.

For some reason, when he saw the black cat Crowe, Saint Charmarco suddenly felt that he had an inexplicable appreciation for the man in the black suit in front of him, so he immediately changed his next words.

"...Inferior civilians, it is very good to have such a heart!"

"Thank you St. Charmarco for your encouragement..." The black cat Crowe bowed again, although his face was still full of gratitude, but under the glasses, his eyes were full of disillusionment.