Chapter 139: The Conclusion of the Story

"How did it turn out like this?"

A few minutes later, Gizure knelt on the ground, questioning her life choices.

...

"I've also experienced several life-threatening situations over these years. If I didn't have some strength, I would have died long ago."

Rosinante's victory over Gizure, while somewhat unexpected, made sense upon closer examination.

A few years ago, Gizure would have easily defeated Rosinante.

However, over the past few years of battling, Rosinante's strength had grown significantly. He was no longer the kid who needed strategies to face ordinary pirates.

The biggest weakness of those who learned the ropes on their own was the lack of systematic training. But after encountering Monkey D. Luffy, Rosinante had filled that gap. Moreover, as he himself had mentioned, surviving life-threatening situations several times had made him stronger than Gizure, who had trained at Marine Headquarters.

"Are you... okay?"

As Rosinante wondered if he had gone too far, the girl agilely stood up from her kneeling position and brushed the dust off her knees.

"Long time no see, so how could I possibly go all out on my 'disciple'?"

...

This wasn't just bravado. Rosinante's Kenbunshoku Haki sensed another power within Gizure, but she had not used it during the battle.

Undoubtedly, it was a Devil Fruit power.

But Rosinante didn't know what ability it was.

"Well, it's been a while. How about I treat you to a drink?"

"No, during Marine missions, alcohol is not allowed."

Gizure waved off Rosinante's suggestion because, to her:

"The most important thing is, what happened to the continuation of the story you told me back then, 'Captain Goku's Adventures'?"

"I've searched many libraries over the years, but I haven't found that story. Do you know how I've been spending these years?"

The girl's questioning left Rosinante dumbfounded. How could he know? Could it be that she expected him to play the game "Greedy for Blue Moon" every day?

"Cough, cough, the continuation of the story, right?"

"Sure, let's find a restaurant and discuss it while we eat."

...

"Oh, oh, I can't believe our little Gizure—"

Behind a small hill on the battlefield, a group of female Marine officers wearing the justice coats lay on the ground, their ears perked, their faces filled with gossip.

In the battlefield, the two had stopped, and their conversation was carried by the wind. Although the female officers only heard fragments, they managed to decipher a different meaning.

Gizure: How could...?

Rosinante: Over these years, I've also...?

Gizure: The most important... Captain Goku's Adventures?

Rosinante: Let's find a restaurant... while eating...

The female officers exchanged glances, surprised by the revelation. Little Gizure, who usually carried herself with an air of aloofness, had a "childhood friend" relationship—unbelievable!

"Cough, cough, let's not jump to conclusions."

"We're Marines, and we need evidence for everything."

Colonel Yinda, with her short blond hair, wearing an orange-spotted women's suit and carrying a longsword on her back, pretended to cough into her fist and spoke.

"Or, we can follow them and eavesdrop... for confirmation?"

Faced with a proposal from another Colonel with black hair beside her, Yinda thought for a moment.

"Alright, let's do that."

"This is to prevent the Marines from being deceived by someone's sweet talk."

...

"Right, right."

Having made up their minds, the group of officers showed their prowess: crawling close to the ground, disguising themselves, blending into the shadows of the trees... They all stealthily followed behind the two.

...

"Are those people behind us your colleagues?"

After leaving the poppy plantation in the valley, Rosinante and Gizure walked side by side back to the food court. The few pedestrians on the street moved aside as they passed.

Rosinante, as one of the two kings who had recently taken control of the island, though not as infamous as Doflamingo, was still someone nobody dared to provoke in this season.

Gizure, draped in a Marine officer's coat, was someone that even ordinary people dared not provoke. People had their tempers, and if you encountered a Marine officer with a bad attitude, they could easily make your life miserable with any excuse.

With Rosinante's cautious nature, it was abnormal if he hadn't noticed the female officers trailing them. Not everyone possessed skills like "Haki Concealment."

"Don't mind them," Gizure couldn't wait any longer to hear the continuation of the story from years ago.

"Alright, this way—"

They randomly chose a restaurant that was still open, and Rosinante pushed the door open.

"Welcome, both of you...?!"

Winter,

Faced with the sight of Rosinante's black feathered coat flying in, the restaurant owner, who had just greeted them, dropped to his knees in panic.

"Wel...welcome, Lord Rosinante Sandi!"

Glancing at the bowing owner, Rosinante rolled his eyes.

"Don't look at me like that. I'm not that idle to come here and bully ordinary people."

While giving Gizure an "I'm innocent" look, Rosinante reached out and pulled the kneeling restaurant owner to his feet.

"Bring us two... no, twenty servings of food,"

"Oh, and no need for 'that seasoning.'"

"Yes, yes, we absolutely don't have that here,"

"Please wait a moment, please wait..."

Sweating profusely, the restaurant owner retreated to the kitchen to prepare the food.

Don't ask why the owner was personally cooking, because the chefs and waitstaff had all fled!

With the Marines intervening, all the restaurants and vendors on Gourmet Island were ordered to hand over the island's specialty "seasoning" for disposal. At the same time, the Marines announced that this island's "special seasoning" was a narcotic, causing countless passing merchants, sailors, and even pirates to have an "aha" moment and hastily sail away from the island. Whether they were afraid of being tainted by drugs or of being pursued by the Marines, it didn't matter.

This was also the reason for the sparse crowds on the streets.

It could be foreseen that "Gourmet Island" would experience a significant drop in business in the short term, and whether it could regain its former glory would depend on the island's chefs and residents themselves.

"Cough, cough, where was I last time?"

Facing Gizure's eager gaze, Rosinante, the "storyteller," rubbed his temples.

He remembered what he had said about a few years ago...

"Right, I was talking about the ten thousand Marines besieging the 'Flower Fruit Kingdom,' and Captain Goku overpowering the three princes with Lotus Fruit abilities."

... What did I even say back then?

"Alright, what happened next..."

After reviewing the plot of Journey to the West in his mind, Rosinante, the storyteller who had been silent for a long time, began narrating the pirate version of "The Monkey King's Legend."

...

"How has it developed so far?"

In a small alley across from the restaurant, several Marine female officers carefully observed the restaurant across the street.

"Eh,"

The foremost officer, a gentle-eyed female major with long braids, shook her head.

"There's a restaurant in between, and with external noise interference, I can't..."

"Let me do it,"

The black-haired female lieutenant commander pulled her colleague back and confidently patted the weapon in front of her.

"I've specifically practiced 'listening.' Not only can I decipher their conversation, but even if there are any subtle movements under their table, I can discern them clearly..."

"Tch,"

Someone behind them seemed unhappy, and the black-haired lieutenant commander, who was covering her mouth and shedding tears, dragged her away.

With her sea captain hat on, the young Colonel Yinda proudly surveyed the surroundings.

"Watch me use 'lip reading' to read their conversation."

As a colonel, she personally stepped into the alley, peering through the restaurant's glass and focusing on Rosinante.

?!

H-how could this be?

She couldn't read it at all...

Ever since discovering that his Kenbunshoku Haki suppression wasn't all-encompassing, Rosinante, who didn't want to wear a mask, had diligently practiced how to achieve "audio-visual desynchronization." He deliberately changed the frequency of his lip movements while speaking, rendering "lip reading" completely ineffective.

"How's it going? What are they saying?"

"Yinda, what are they talking about?"

...

Faced with the urging from behind, the young blonde female colonel smirked, unable to speak.

It didn't make sense. Why did that man's lips move irregularly, and it didn't look like they were having a coherent conversation...

"Colonel, you're not..."

"Heh... Hehe, of course not."

As her colleagues behind her sounded doubtful, Colonel Yinda gritted her teeth.

"They're saying, 'The weather is nice today,' 'It's been a long time, you haven't changed a bit'..."

"Are you kidding me?"

"Who do you think would never chat? This so-called 'lip reading' is nonsense—"

"Hey,"

At that moment, a cold and arrogant voice interrupted the argument between the Marine officers.

"What are you doing here?"

Doflamingo, dressed in a pink feathered coat and wearing red sunglasses, glanced at these women. His aura made the officers involuntarily straighten their backs, and they instinctively drew their weapons halfway!

"Hmph, trying to fight me... just with you guys?"

As Doflamingo's gaze swept over them, the female officers trembled as cold sweat poured down their foreheads.

"Wait, Doflamingo—"

Just as the two sides were on the brink of a confrontation, Rosinante's voice rang out.

"Yinda, Major, what are you guys doing here?"

Gizure, who had come out of the restaurant with Rosinante, looked puzzled at the group of colleagues in the alley.

"Wuwuwu, Little Gizure, don't leave me~~"

Winter!

After a punch silenced the black-haired lieutenant commander physically, Colonel Yinda, the highest-ranked officer among them, looked seriously at Rosinante.

"Mr. Rosinante Sandi, it's impossible between you two."

Huh?

"And as for Little Gizure, although the Marines don't interfere in the marriages of soldiers, your age—"

Huh?

"Yinda, what are you talking about?"

Gizure, full of question marks, asked in confusion, "I'm listening to Rosinante finish the continuation of the story that he didn't tell back then. What does marriage or not have to do with it?"

Story?

Telling a story, not discussing love and marriage?

"You stop right there!"

The black-haired lieutenant commander, who was preparing to sneak away, was caught by the cape and given a black line on her face by Colonel Yinda, who was wearing the Marine cap.

"Wait... Wait, listen to my explanations—"

Crackle, crackle,

...

In the restaurant,

"Hahaha, so it's really a 'steel rod.'"

The embarrassed, bruised black-haired lieutenant commander laughed awkwardly, prompting Rosinante, who had learned the truth, to rub his temples.

Are you Marines so idle? What's going on in your heads all day long?

"Boss, add twenty more servings!"

The stronger they were, the bigger their appetites. With these Marine female officers and Doflamingo, the original twenty servings of food were definitely not enough. Speaking of Doflamingo—

"Doflamingo, why did you come over?" "Fufufu, I was worried about you."

Facing Doflamingo, who pushed up his sunglasses and looked cool, Rosinante nodded.

If Rosinante hadn't discovered Doflamingo's 'wiretapping line' connected to this restaurant, he might have believed it.

It seems that it's not just Gizure who has been obsessing over the ending of "Captain Goku."

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