Chapter 125

Two people climbed a small sandy hill. They were a man and a woman. The woman was very old and small in stature, blonde hair, and with a green hat on her head. She had a small cane in her hands, and she was wearing a light vest. She wore a jolly roger on her purple shirt, very reminiscent of a famous one. Next to her was a man, rather small in stature. Compared to her, he was a real giant. His height was at least six meters, so even I was far from him. Although he did not look so hot, stupid muzzle and snot flowing from his nose. His blond hair reached down to his knees and covered his entire back. Two braided pigtails hung down to his chest and looked like those on his jolly roger. He was dressed in a jumpsuit fixed on metal chains, this was perhaps the only thing that was present on him from clothes. He also had a weapon, a long bisento, which he held in his right hand. Naturally, it was impossible not to notice the most important thing that distinguished him from all other pirates. A long white mustache that was even bigger than Whitebeard, who this guy claimed to be his father. Edward Weeble and his mother, our guests were quite famous in these places. These two mostly traveled to the lands that controlled the remnants of the Whitebeard Pirates. They didn't go to my territory, I don't know why. Probably his mother was not as stupid as this guy and did not want conflict. But this time it was different. Astarmorei was captured very recently, and it was very close to the last place of stay of the two. I chose this place not only because of its pleasant climate and good booze, but also because of the Weebla. This bastard allows himself too much, it's time for him to find out his place.

They haven't noticed me yet, but they stopped anyway. I watched them out of the corner of my eye and waited for the continuation. The old woman frowned and looked at the bar, where everyone was having fun and drinking. Then she turned her gaze to the roof and her face changed even more.

- Son, we have to leave, I have a bad feeling.

The guy grimaced and shouted loudly, like a small child:

- But Mom! It took us almost a week to get here, maybe at least ask them ?!

The old woman was silent, and then sighed and nodded:

- Okay, but hurry up.

The guy smiled happily, sniffed and shouted:

"Hey you, I'm Edward Weble, son of Whitebeard! All this land is my property, why don't you greet me ?!

The bar went quiet and I smiled and shook my head. It's not a good idea to say that to pirates, and even to those who are pretty drunk. After almost a minute of silence, everyone burst out laughing.

- Ha ha ha ha! What kind of suck is this ?!

- Son of Whitebeard ?! Ha ha ha! Guys, he won't pour any more!

- Ha ha ha, I am also his son, from his second wife! Ha ha ha ha!

This reaction did not please Weble, his face darkened, and then he growled.

- Fools, you are the same as the rest! Get it!

* Vshuuh *

The guy swung his bisento and hit it horizontally. Its power surprised me a little, it was not like the power that swordsmen can use and send compressed attacks with a blade. No, it was the power of the devil fruit, I just could not confuse it. It was something like a wave, as soon as the blade slashed the air horizontally, then this sharp wave flew in our direction. I didn't even begin to rise, but simply spread the will. At my current level, I can block it without even raising my hands.

*BOOM!*

As soon as the wave hit an invisible wall, it immediately dissipated. Weble stood in shock and couldn't understand what was happening. But it seems his mother understood and immediately shouted:

- Weble, we're leaving now!

- But ... Mom, why?

At that moment, I slowly got up and said:

- Why leave, after all, you just came, do not you think that this is a little not polite?

Everyone around was quiet, although I spoke softly, but everyone clearly heard what I said. Weeble's mother changed in face, and the guy himself did not even understand what was happening. I took off my straw hat and laid it on the table, then took a step and instantly found myself in front of the big man.

- BUT? How did you get here? - The "son" of Whitebeard was surprised.

I did not answer, but simply asked:

"So you are old Whitebeard's son, then?" Curious...

The guy wanted to answer, but the old woman was ahead of him:

- Sea Devil, we didn't want to disturb you, could you ...

- What could not? Do you think you can come to MY land and say that this is your property? - I raised my voice: - Who do you think they are ?! You are just two rats that crawl out after the death of the old man! - I added with a snort: - Rob and kill, looking for his legacy? I have to disappoint you, as long as I live, you will not see any legacy.

After my words, the old woman turned white, and her son was furious:

- Oh, you ... Rats ?! I'll show you who the rat is! - the guy raised the bisento and attacked.

- Weble, no! - the old woman tried to intervene, but it was too late ...

The blade instantly covered a small distance between us and came close to my body, at which I just grinned and hit me with my fist.

* BOOMMM! * * B-Z-Z-Z! *

The bisento blade did not even collide with my hand, there was a considerable distance between the fist and bisento, but Kill simply could not overcome it. From the site of the collision, dark red sparks, reminiscent of lightning, flew in all directions. Royal will along with the khaki of weapons is a formidable force, such a jerk cannot overcome such a thing. The guy did not understand what had happened, and his weapon shattered into smithereens, and after that, the shock wave passed onto his hand. He just screeched and flew out like a cannonball.

*BOOM BOOM BOOM!*

Having flown about two hundred meters, he finally stopped, breaking through several nearby mountains. The old woman ran to the guy in panic, and quite quickly for her age. I felt that he was still alive, but probably his hand will have a hard time. Most likely, all his bones turned into dust and now it just needs to be amputated. Common situation...

I chuckled and turned around and stomped back to the bar, throwing lastly:

- If I hear that you have approached at least one of my territories, then I will kill ...

Hearing these words, the old woman shuddered and stopped for a moment, after which she continued to run to her son.

I think that's enough for them, after this they will have to lick their wounds for a long time. Well, if they continue to search for the legacy of the old man, then they will have to face Marco and the others. I know enough about this legacy, that bastard doesn't belong there ...