i feel like the author at one point hit a block cause back when I was able to pay patreon he reached this chapter and didn't go beyond
not that I mind though I would rather prognastat not rush then give the story a bad ending
Holy… this must have been what it felt like to fight Goku. One minute, you thought you had a chance. Then, a storm of fists, and you were sent to the ground screaming.
"And that one is Kujaku..." Zet added as he gestured toward a shapely young lady with long light red hair and prominent lips, wearing a strapless pink dress with red blotch-like patterns and a Marine coat draped over her shoulders.
'Now, where have I seen this lady before...?' I mused, my gaze wandering down as I noticed the two wide-barreled flintlocks and short swords hanging off her hips, finding them familiar.
"It doesn't matter. I can always hunt Roshio down and get what I want as long as he lives..." Gem calmly said, uncrossing his arms and dusting his windbreaker. "This is your last chance to walk away..." He added as he began picking his nose with two fingers instead of one, much to my chagrin.
The island seemed to take the shape of a squircle, which is a fancy way to say a rectangular circle for those of you who might be less geometrically inclined or just not that bright.
"Emotional damage! The young man has tricks of his own! How cowardly and despicable is that, folks?!" The announcer said, and the pirates immediately began booing Cedric his words.
"No worries, handsome. Just leave it to Shanbea..." The woman, Shanbea, replied with a hungry smile splitting her face. "I'll I'll take good care of you.." She added, her grip tightening over my hand as we began dancing.