Chapter 93: Chapter 93: Whitebeard is Poor
At this moment, the sky had already darkened. Insects were chirping, and smoke from cooking fires rose into the air.
The five members of the CP intelligence team were gathered in an abandoned room.
"Lucci, is that Reid really that powerful? He even has Conqueror's Haki—that's the stuff of legends!"
The 12-year-old lion, Silent Owl, widened his eyes and said,
"That's right. And it seems he also possesses incredibly strong physical combat skills—he doesn't tire easily."
A serious expression appeared on Rob Lucci's youthful face.
Jabra, looking like a little adult, nodded solemnly, then turned to look at Rob Lucci.
"Lucci, how are we supposed to investigate Reid? We can't just walk up and ask him."
"Intelligence work isn't that easy—you have to be patient," Lucci replied casually.
"I didn't expect that Reid would actually be that capable. Our teacher said that only those with the qualities of a king can possess the Conqueror's Haki."
Despite being only 13 years old, Jabra furrowed his brows with an expression that seemed oddly mature—completely at odds with his actual age.
"Brother Foz Fu is here," Bruno said, looking in a certain direction.
Foz Fu had changed back into his usual red outfit, with a long sword hanging at his waist.
"Lucci, from now on, you must report any intelligence to me first. Understood?"
Foz Fu looked at Lucci, his tone calm—but to everyone else, it sounded cold and distant.
"I was simply following the rules. Foz Fu, you were working at the time—if I had gone to find you, people nearby would've noticed."
When Lucci said "working," he was referring to Foz Fu's blacksmith duties. His tone was calm and neither humble nor arrogant.
"Lucci is still as stubborn as ever—not even calling Foz Fu 'big brother.'"
Silent Owl covered his small mouth with his hands, afraid he might accidentally unzip it and blurt out what he was thinking.
"Lucci's the type who never goes back on his word. He's only six years old this year and already caught the teacher's attention."
Jabra muttered to himself, looking at Lucci with admiration in his eyes.
"Hmph. Go on then—what intel have you gathered?"
Foz Fu pulled over a chair and sat down, crossing one leg over the other. With his arms folded across his chest and a cigarette in his mouth, his demeanor was cold and indifferent—even with a mask on, it was clear he had no intention of saying more than necessary.
"Reid's appearance is different from the one on the wanted poster. He looks more like this."
Rob Lucci gave a description of Reid's build and appearance. The others were speechless after hearing it.
Silent Owl couldn't hold back and unzipped his mouth. "Hehehe, this is killing me! Reid must've been speechless too, zaba zaba."
"Too loud. Zip it back up," Foz Fu said irritably.
"Yes, Brother Foz Fu! I'll make sure to do my intelligence work properly—zaba zaba." Silent Owl zipped his mouth shut again.
Foz Fu's face was stern, and he sighed inwardly, wondering why the teacher would assign such a chatterbox to an undercover mission.
Rob Lucci also felt a bit helpless but didn't let it bother him.
Looking at Foz Fu, Lucci continued, "Reid has extremely strong physical skills. He can transform into a form similar to Fleet Admiral Sengoku's fruit, and he possesses both Observation Haki and Conqueror's Haki."
After hearing that, Foz Fu stood up abruptly.
"What did you say? He also has Conqueror's Haki?"
"Yes," Rob Lucci replied calmly.
"Whew." Foz Fu exhaled and sat back down.
"We need to stay cautious. Don't deliberately use your child identity to get close to him—it might raise suspicion. Just observe him as part of your daily routine. Understood?"
"Yes, Brother Foz Fu," the group responded in unison.
"Understood," Lucci added.
"Dismissed. From now on, we'll meet at this time every day to report intelligence," Foz Fu said before getting up and leaving.
After Foz Fu left, the group gathered around.
Jabra looked at Lucci and asked, "Lucci, what do you plan to do next?"
No one else spoke—they clearly intended to follow Lucci's lead.
"Yeah, this doesn't seem so simple. Investigating someone with Conqueror's Haki isn't easy," Bruno nodded in agreement.
Xiong Shiwei and Silent Owl stood quietly nearby, listening.
"We'll do as Foz Fu said. I agree with his assessment. Over the next few days, they'll likely return to the island center. Just observe them during that time."
...
Time passed quickly. After drinking together for another two days, the Roger Pirates and the Whitebeard Pirates returned to the center of the island.
"Hahahaha! This island's great—everything you could want is right on the streets. Ah, and buns! I love buns!"
Kingudo laughed as he ran over, and soon both his hands were full of buns as he began eating happily.
"Kingudo, give me one," Kuriel said, reaching out his hand with a look that said it was only natural.
"Here, take one." Kingudo tossed him a bun.
"Hmph, so stingy." Despite his words, Kuriel still picked it up and started eating.
The others saw this and burst out laughing.
"They're here—two legendary pirate crews at the same time! That's incredibly rare," Jabra said from within the crowd, inwardly shocked.
"Hehehe, this is too exciting," Silent Owl covered his mouth, afraid he might—
—accidentally unzip it and start talking.
Foz Fu was forging iron while keeping an eye on the arriving pirate crews. "There are quite a lot of them—and they're all major pirates."
At this moment, a large crowd had gathered on the main street. During this time, the island's residents had come to realize that these pirates wouldn't harm them.
"Whitebeard, come join us at the bar for a drink,"
Roger said with a cheerful smile.
"Hahahahaha! !I just so happen to still be thirsty for more drinks. As the host, you better treat me!" Whitebeard grinned widely
"Hahaha! You're still as stingy as ever, Whitebeard. Let's go—but there are too many of us. We can drink outside the bar instead."
Roger grinned and waved his hand, his demeanor completely lacking the composure one might expect from the Pirate King—he seemed rather carefree and unserious.
"They're heading to the bar to drink, and there just happen to be some children nearby."
Rob Lucci remained expressionless but cast a glance at the others. Having worked together often, they had developed a silent understanding and began moving closer to the group of children.
"Roger, you're back."
Rouge came out with a gentle smile, greeting him warmly.
"My lady," Roger stepped forward and took Rouge's hand, a gesture that filled everyone around with warmth.
Elio smiled as he took a drag from his cigarette.
"Hahaha, thanks for your hard work, madam." Roger beamed with joy and pride, then turned and winked at Whitebeard.
Whitebeard looked a bit exasperated—after all, he didn't have a wife to speak of.
The members of the Whitebeard Pirates couldn't help but feel a little helpless seeing their captain once again being shown up by Roger.
"That's so typical of Roger," Reid chuckled. Even as the Pirate King, Roger was anything but conventional.
Everyone set up a table outside the bar and resumed their laid-back routine of drinking and chatting.
After a while, Roger raised his eyebrows and turned to Whitebeard, saying, "Whitebeard, there are a bunch of bars, gambling dens, and card rooms around the island. Want to check them out?"
Whitebeard looked a little embarrassed and forced out a reply: "No, I'm broke."
The moment he said that everyone was left a bit speechless.
"A pirate saying he's broke…" Reid was stunned. That was definitely something he hadn't expected.
"Hahaha! No worries. I've got it covered—I've paid for all the food, drinks, and entertainment these past few months. I've got a mountain of treasure," Roger said proudly, patting his chest.
"Hahahahahaha, thanks!" Whitebeard laughed heartily. If he could eat and drink without spending a dime, he certainly wouldn't say no.
Marco grinned at his father, but deep down, he felt a pang of sorrow: Dad, if only they knew what you've gone through all these years.
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