Chapter 63

"Okay, it's time to return to my beloved's arms~" Minamoto sheathed her sword and left after taking a quick glance at a certain building in the distance.

On the roof of the building, a man in a hat leaned against the wall while sweating profusely. He had been spying on her secretly, and he knew that his distance and concealment were not easy to find. But the woman glanced at him suddenly, which frightened him.

"Boss, I'm not lying, that woman really saw me just now!" The Agent said with an expression of horror, his hands trembling as he held Den Den Mushi.

"The owner of the Whiskey Peak bar was probably killed in the attack, their ship was sunk... gulp." The man said while swallowing his saliva

"So?" A deep, gloomy voice came over the phone. "Too bad, Monica was pretty good at her job. if it wasn't for this sudden death, I would have promoted her to Senior Agent. It doesn't seem necessary anymore."

"Tell the remaining people, say that they are not allowed to hunt the Drake Pirates anymore."

Deep in Alabasta, Crocodile smoked his cigar with a grim face.

"The pirates who can defeat Garp and Borsalino are not the ones you can hunt. Tell the remaining ones that greed for money will lead them to death's door."

"Okay, Boss! I'll go and tell the other Agents right away." After hanging up, the man immediately resumed his work.

If he didn't do this task right away, he knew that the Baroque Works would immediately hunt him down.

There have been cases in the past some Agents were negligent and lazy in their work. Ultimately, they were hunted down and killed after running to some islands.

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While the man was busy informing the other Agents, Minamoto, on the other hand, had returned to the inn where her beloved Master was.

The inn was a simple building, enough for each person to live in.

At this moment, in Vermillion's room. Vermillion lay in Scheherazade's arms as she listened to the woman's story.

"...Story ends." Scheherazade gently stroked her King's hair. "My king, are you satisfied with this story?"

Vermillion took Scheherazade's hand and smiled gently, "Of course, I will never tire of hearing the stories you tell, Scheherazade. Can you tell me these fascinating stories for the rest of my life?"

"Of course, my king." Scheherazade gently rested her head on Vermillion's shoulder.

"If it's the King's will, then I will happily comply~."

*Bang!*

"My dear, I've taken care of those guys! Let's rest together..."

When Minamoto entered the room, she was immediately shocked to see her Master alone with another woman.

"Scheherazade! You're so sneaky!" Minamoto quickly approached and pulled the man into her arms.

"How despicable, you dare to steal my food when I'm busy getting rid of those bugs!"

"Obviously, I'm helping my beloved, so I should be the one to make out with him first." Minamoto said with tears building up at the corners of her eyes.

"Minamoto, calm down. I asked Scheherazade myself." Vermillion stroked Minamoto's cheek, then hugged the emotional woman to calm her down.