Chapter 11: Golden Lion’s Invitation
"Charlotte Linlin of the New World—she's only sixteen, and her bounty has already reached 580 million Belly!"
A voice suddenly rang out from the crowd, instantly dousing Golden Lion Shiki's enthusiasm like a bucket of cold water.
"Who said that?! Which bastard is running their mouth? Show yourself!"
The crew members of the Flying Pirates scanned their surroundings with menacing glares, eager to find the source of the comment.
"Forget it," Shiki muttered, his expression darkening. He took a deep drag of his cigar, then exhaled a thick cloud of smoke. "I was just about to head into the New World anyway. I'll see for myself how strong this Charlotte Linlin really is. Hmph!"
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"Captain Shiki, are you still accepting new crew members? I want to join you!"
A wandering pirate stepped forward, eager to become part of the most infamous rising force in the seas. After all, joining the Flying Pirates meant experiencing the thrill of soaring through the skies and indulging in the lawless freedom under Shiki's command.
"Of course! I'll take them all! I'm building a fleet—an aerial armada to dominate the world! Gahaha!"
At this moment, Golden Lion Shiki stood tall, his wild golden mane flowing in the air like a true king of beasts. His very presence exuded an untouchable aura of sovereignty. But beyond his regal demeanor, an undeniable ambition burned in his eyes—an ambition to conquer the seas and rule the world.
To the members of the Flying Pirates, Shiki was the embodiment of nobility, glory, and grandeur. The entire tavern erupted with excitement, the deafening cheers of eager pirates shaking the walls.