Domineering for the First Time

In the first half of the Grandline, Garya Island, after Locke dealt with Claude efficiently, he ignored the noisy fellows and led Barrett directly to the tavern. In the tavern, Locke and Barett sat in front of the bar, drinking wine and eating the tavern's specialty, Cherry Sect.

"Wow, it's a bad taste." Locke threw the Cherry Sect that he had eaten into the plate on the table, ignored it, and picked up the rum and drank. Barett glanced at Cherry Sect. "I told you long ago that this exotic food must be unpalatable. You still have to try it," Barett said to Locke jokingly.

For him, who hated sweets, just thinking of the sweet taste of Cherry Sect made his stomach churn. "No matter what it is, you must try it, right?" Locke did not care about Barett's joke. "Right, boss. Is there any interesting news or story?" Locke put down the rum and asked the tavern owner casually. Hearing Locke's question, the tavern owner glanced at Locke.

The tavern owner was tall and sturdy. He wore a worn-out shirt, had a full beard, shiny hair, and a scar that ran through his entire face. He looked extremely fierce. "Little brat, what interesting story do you want to hear? My story can be said for three days and three nights!"

The tavern owner glanced at Locke and then said, with a hint of excitement. "Oh? It seems you had a lot of experience when you were young." Locke was not surprised. The owner of this tavern was a ruthless person. He was not a good person when he was young.

"Of course! I was a famous pirate when I was young. At that time, I had a famous name, Jack of the Cranium Crusher. That was my name. What a nice name!" The tavern owner was incredibly proud and excited when he mentioned his former name.

Perhaps it was because he encountered someone willing to listen to his past experiences; the tavern owner immediately began to boast about how powerful he was and how many pirates he had killed.

Locke calmly listened to the tavern owner's words and drank a mouthful of rum from time to time. Barett yawned in boredom. He had no interest in listening to others boast about how powerful he was. In Barett's perception, although the tavern owner had a bit of strength, he was just so-so. After a long time, the tavern owner seemed to be tired.

He took three bottles of rum and handed a bottle to Locke and Barett. "Kid, it's rare that you are willing to listen to me nag about these two bottles of wine. Just treat it as me treating you to a drink." After the tavern owner finished speaking, he ignored Locke's thanks and gulped down a large mouthful.

"Gulp, gulp..."

"Hu.." After drinking a bottle of wine, the tavern owner let out a long breath. After the owner of the tavern rested for a while, Locke looked at the owner of the tavern. "Mr. Jack, have you been on this island long?" Suddenly hearing Locke's question, Jack answered Locke very casually.

"Ah, that's right. I have lived on this island for almost ten years." The tavern owner sighed with emotion. In the past, when he went out to sea and became a pirate, he felt that he could break through heaven and earth, but reality gave him a hard slap.

After entering Grand Line Road, he was killed by a group of pirates wandering in the first half of the Grandline for a long time. Except for himself, all his companions died in the sea. After this battle, Jack gave up on his pirate career and took a merchant ship to Gaya Island.

With his strength and the remaining treasures, Jack settled down on Gaya Island. He lived for ten years and changed from a young man in his twenties to a sloppy middle-aged uncle. "Mr. Jack, have you heard of the legend about Golden Island?" Locke looked at Jack curiously. He didn't think Jack had come to this island for no reason. Sure enough, after hearing Locke's words, Jack's expression changed.

"Ba la la la! Little brat, you believe in the legend of Golden Island!" The tavern owner's strange laughter had changed in a brief period. "Oh? Mr. Jack doesn't believe me?" Locke did not care about Jack's laughter and teasing words. "Well, little brat, I did come to this island because I heard of the legend of the Golden Island. However, this is just a legend."

The older man waved his hand and ignored Locke. He greeted the other guests. Unknowingly, the tiny tavern was already filled with people. "Hey, kid, did you come to this island because of the legend of the Capital of Gold?" At this moment, a tall, slender man wearing a triangular captain hat and a captain's coat wearing a pirate ship sat beside Locke and Barett.

"Well, is this captain the same?" Locke turned to look at him and asked casually. "Yes, of course. Moreover, I also know where the Gold Capital is. How about joining my pirate group, and I will take you to the Gold Capital?" The pirate ship's captain looked at Locke and Barett and asked directly. As one of the people who saw Locke kill Claude with his own eyes, Reid was greedy.

If Locke and Barett had joined his pirate group, his name would be even more famous in the sea. At that time, with Locke and Barett's strength, he felt he could go to the new world to make a fuss. After arriving at the tavern, he saw Locke and Barett at a glance. He sat not far away and directly answered the conversation between Locke and the tavern owner.

To recruit Locke and Barett, he directly told them his secret. "Oh? Do you know where the Capital of Gold is?" Hearing the pirate ship's captain's words, Luke looked at him with interest. "Yes, I know where the Capital of Gold is and how to go to the Capital of Gold.

How about it? Do you want to join my pirate group, and I will take you to the Capital of Gold?" Reid felt that his conditions were already very sincere. After all, he had told him his secret. However, Locke Root didn't care about Reid's secrets. "Is that so?" Locke responded flatly.

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Reid was stunned by Locke's calm answer. In his mind, shouldn't Locke accept his invitation with gratitude, join his pirate group, and then take them to the Golden Capital they wanted to go to, and then die for him? It must be said that there were always people filled with inexplicable confidence and strange thoughts.

In response to Locke's calm answer, Reid instantly felt that the other party had played him. He sincerely invited the other party, but the other party casually dealt with him. Reid felt that his brain was full of blood.

"Bastard! You are playing with me!" Reid, who had lost his mind due to his brain bleeding, stood up from the bar counter and knocked over Locke and Barett's drinks. He roared angrily at Locke. Locke glanced at Reid, who had lost his mind and was angry.

However, Locke was not the kind of person provoked by others and still had a smile. "Barett." Locke didn't say much. He just called for Barett.

"Ah, it's finally my turn!" When Barett heard Locke's call, he immediately became excited and left. He twisted his wrist and looked at Reid with a wild smile on his face. For a moment, the violent momentum instantly swept through the entire bar.