Song in the fog

Tony looked at the gun in Nicholas's hand, while Nicholas looked at the bleeding wound on Tony's arm. Both of them fell into silence.

"Let's just leave it at that," Nicholas said, looking at the exquisitely crafted gun in his hand. It was clear that he had checked the gun for any issues before firing it, and with his skill, he couldn't possibly mishandle the gun. The only explanation was that the guy called Tony indeed had some outrageous luck.

Upon hearing Nicholas's words, Tony closed his eyes in agony. The inevitable had happened, and he hadn't even made it to the New World yet; there were so many islands there he hadn't visited. The minks, longarms, longlegs, merfolk, fishmen, and the beautiful ladies of the Giant Tribe—he hadn't experienced any of them. He had heard rumors about the different anatomies of fishmen and mermaid women, and there were even the furry girls of the Mink Tribe.

His title as the gambling god hadn't resounded in this world yet, and he couldn't accept it.

After waiting for half a day, the anticipated pain never came.

"Have I died already? Unbeknownst to me, was I killed by Nicholas's terrifying power?" Tony wondered.

Suddenly, he felt someone's hand touching him, and something soft kept rubbing against his arm. He also heard anxious voices nearby.

"Tony, are you okay? That guy earlier was so scary."

"Oh my, didn't you see that Tony got hurt?"

"Quick, get some disinfectant and bandages, and find a doctor."

"Why don't you go find one?"

"I want to stay with Tony."

When Tony opened his eyes, Nicholas's figure had already disappeared, leaving only the group of beautiful women in the room.

Phew~ Tony, grateful to have escaped, couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief as he leaned back on the sofa. At the same time, he decided at that moment to forget about going to the New World; he would just stay in the Sabaody Archipelago. He could always pay a hefty sum to intermediaries to arrange encounters with the exotic women exclusive to the New World.

One day later,.

A warship arrived at the port of the Sabaody Archipelago.

As soon as the warship docked, a strong wind swept across the port, and then a figure appeared at the forefront of the port in front of the warship.

The figure was Vice Admiral Dragon.

"Dragon, Vice Admiral."

"Have you confirmed the identities of those few individuals?"

Dragon first scanned the area, observing some unsavory characters lurking around the port. He even saw some ships loaded with slaves not far away, and a group of slaves chained by iron chains were being sent to different places on carts.

Dragon frowned slightly, evidently dissatisfied with the complex situation in the Sabaody Archipelago.

"Yes, we have confirmed. They are indeed four of this year's Supernovas, and the bounties on these four individuals have been revoked."

The naval officer replied. Dragon didn't care much about his previous dissatisfaction with the Sabaody Archipelago. When the naval officer first arrived at the Sabaody Archipelago, he was even more passionate than Dragon, but as time passed, he realized his powerlessness.

All he could do was ensure the safety of ordinary people in the bustling areas of the Sabaody Archipelago.

"In that case, you are responsible for the supplies, and we will set sail half a day later."

After saying this, Dragon's figure disappeared.

Watching Dragon disappear, the naval officer couldn't help scratching his head. Then he called out to the surrounding sailors to start resupplying the warship.

...

"Sir, ahead is the Devil's Triangle, and we can't go any further."

On a ship, the captain looked at Nicholas standing on the deck and spoke up.

The Devil's Triangle was a sea area within the Grand Line surrounded by thick fog throughout the year.

Here, over a hundred ships disappear every year.

It can be said that without a log pole, no one would willingly approach the Devil's Triangle.

Even if they had one, no one would want to enter because sailing in the foggy area of the Devil's Triangle would magnify any small threat infinitely.

Most of the ships that disappeared in the Devil's Triangle accidentally entered or were suddenly caught in the expanding fog while sailing nearby, losing their direction and getting trapped in the Devil's Triangle.

For ships engulfed by the fog of the Devil's Triangle, the best course of action was to drop anchor and wait. If lucky, they could leave when the fog dissipated.

If unlucky, the fog might not dissipate for a month or two, and they would eventually exhaust all their supplies and be swallowed by the Devil's Triangle.

At this time, the danger of the Devil's Triangle only lay in the thick fog and the complicated sea conditions. In several decades, however, an even more dangerous ship would appear in this extremely perilous area—a ship known as the Thriller Bark, the largest ship in the world.

Moreover, with the presence of Gecko Moria, the danger of the Devil's Triangle soared. Previously, ships could still leave the area, but after Moria established his base here, any ship entering this area would be captured by the Thriller Bark, and the crew would be turned into zombies by Moria after their shadows were taken.

Nicholas stood on the deck, gazing forward.

His gaze seemed to pierce through the eerie mist, seeing the countless wrecked ships that had drifted in the Devil's Triangle for who knew how many years.

"Let's go in."

Nicholas said it calmly.

"What?"

The captain was dumbfounded, seeming unable to believe Nicholas's words.

"This, sir, although you've hired us at a high price, ahead is the Devil's Triangle! Going in means certain death, and there's even the terrifying Ghost Ship in there!" The captain resisted, as Nicholas had hired them only to sail to the East Blue, not to enter the Devil's Triangle.

For the crew, entering the dangerous area of the Devil's Triangle was a death sentence, and they would rather take their chances with pirates.

"Double the commission."

Hearing Nicholas's words, the captain's face began to change, and his attitude started to waver.

"Triple the commission."

"Alright! All hands, hoist the sails, and set course for the Devil's Triangle ahead!"

With the captain's words, the ship began to sail toward the fog-shrouded Devil's Triangle.

No one aboard voiced any objections. After all, the captain's fundamental requirement on the ship was to have sole authority!

…

"Yo ho ho..."

"Yo ho ho..."

"What's that sound?"

"Could it be ghosts?"

As the ship sailed into the Devil's Triangle, not long after, music could be heard emanating from the mist. Suddenly, many people on board began to panic, as this eerie place and the legendary Ghost Ship came to mind, easily sparking their imaginations.

[Author's note- I wonder who might that be 😏🤫😂]