One Piece: I'm a Hunter on the Grand Line

Chapter 21 Debt



Chapter 21 Debt

Compared to the perilous night, the second half of the merchant ship's voyage was incredibly smooth, and they successfully arrived at the port of Nottis.

Big Beard arranged for people to unload the cargo. Passengers who had packed their luggage in advance hurriedly squeezed off the ship. Yelena mingled among them and followed the crowd into the town.

She went to the hotel closest to the dock, booked a room, put all her luggage in, changed into a cloak, and left through the window.

When she returned to the ship, the sailors were still unloading cargo. This time, she didn't hide herself and slowly walked up to the bearded man.

"Sir, have you rested well?"

"Um."

"I'll have someone accompany you to the naval branch first. As for the money from selling the stolen goods... cough cough, the money from selling the ship and weapons will have to wait. We'll meet here again tomorrow morning, and I'll personally deliver the money then."

The bearded man was very respectful, and he didn't even let Yelena participate in the hard work of moving the corpse, but directly arranged for his subordinates to do it for her.

What could Yelena say? She could only refuse outright.

What kind of bounty hunter needs outsiders to help carry a corpse when going to the Navy branch to exchange bounties?

Why be a bounty hunter if you're afraid of getting dirty?

Naval Branch on Nottis Island.

Several navy officers on duty were chatting idly at the entrance when they turned around and noticed someone approaching. They quickly straightened up and adjusted their rifles.

"What are you doing here? Do you know where you are? Naval branch! Unauthorized personnel are not permitted to approach!"

Yelena's brows furrowed involuntarily. Compared to Colonel Lind's men, these guys in front of her didn't look like naval soldiers at all.

However, she wasn't an inspector sent down from headquarters, so she had no interest in helping them enforce military discipline.

Yelena untied the sack on her back, letting them see what was inside. "Musketeer Luke Carter, his head is worth 12 million Berries."

As he spoke, he handed over a brand new bounty poster.

Looking at the mangled pirate corpse, a strange glint flashed in the eyes of the marine on guard duty. Someone actually dared to come here to exchange bounties?

"You wait here, I'll go inform the officer." The navy officer took the bounty order and ran into the branch office.

"Colonel Varucha! A bounty hunter has arrived at the branch office!"

Inside the luxurious and spacious office, a desk made of fine wood was covered with Pele bills. A bald man wearing a justice coat was counting the money one bill at a time. Hearing the shouts outside, a hint of impatience appeared on his gloomy face.

"What are you shouting for!"

He opened the drawer and swept all the money on the table into it with a sweeping motion.

"Get in here!"

"yes!"

"You just said there are bounty hunters?"

"Yes! That person came with a pirate's corpse. This is the bounty poster. We've carefully compared it, and it's the same person."

"Let me see. Oh, I've never seen this pirate before. Go tell that bounty hunter that this pirate isn't from Nautilus Island and that he should go somewhere else to exchange his money."

Colonel Varucha narrowed his eyes, leaned back in his chair, and naturally propped his legs up on the table.

Trying to squeeze money out of him?

Go dream about it; that might be more likely.

The navy officer who came to report hesitated, "But this is against the rules..."

Colonel Varucha grabbed an ashtray from the table and smashed it at the bowing navy officer!

Bang!

"You dare disobey me?"

"Your subordinate wouldn't dare! But it's morning now, and there are many pedestrians on the road. If we just drive them away like this, it will be bad for your reputation."

The navy man shook his head frantically, letting the blood drip down.

Colonel Varucha sneered inwardly. Reputation?

What good is reputation!

He got up, walked to the mirror, carefully straightened his coat, put on his military cap, making sure it was perfectly straight, before leaving the office.

"Go and meet him."

The navy officer, who had a head injury, dared not follow his superior and left the office building, heading straight for his dormitory.

When his comrades saw him walking with his head in his hands, they glanced at the direction he had come from and immediately guessed the reason. However, they didn't say anything, just sighed and continued with their own business.

It's as if they've become accustomed to this situation.

Yelena stood outside the gate for a full twenty minutes before there was finally movement inside the branch.

Dozens of neatly dressed sailors jogged into the street and lined up in two rows to block the crowd. As Yelena grew increasingly impatient, a thin sailor slowly approached her.

Yelena glanced at the other person's navy uniform and justice coat, which were completely mismatched with their figure, and a hint of disdain flashed in her eyes.

The officer's uniform on this guy looks like it was stolen!

Colonel Varucha scrutinized the bounty hunter opposite him, but after a long time, he couldn't even determine the hunter's gender, let alone his true appearance.

They're wrapped up way too tightly!

"Thank you so much for helping us capture this vicious pirate. Without your righteous intervention, who knows how many innocent civilians would have suffered..."

"Is the money ready?"

Upon hearing these blunt words, Colonel Varucha's fake smile faltered for a moment, but his thick skin allowed him to quickly adjust his expression and let out a sigh.

"Sigh, you don't understand the branch's situation. We just received our military pay recently, and the repairs to the warship the day before yesterday also cost a lot of Beli. The branch doesn't have much cash left..."

Seeing the other person's expression change from smiling to embarrassed, Yelena suddenly felt a toothache. Could this old man be trying to play the righteous card and make her do the work for free?

dream!

No matter how realistic your performance is, it won't work!

"Why don't you wait on the island for a while? Seven days, no more than half a month, and I will definitely gather the reward money and personally deliver it to your residence."

Yelena's toothache has stopped, but it has started to itch.

Good grief, they've gone from working for free to having their wages withheld!

Seeing that she didn't nod, a cry suddenly erupted from the navy:

"Waaah! The branch is on the verge of bankruptcy, yet Colonel Varucha didn't refuse the bounty hunter's outrageous request. What a noble spirit!"

"This is justice! Colonel, your brilliance is dazzling! Waaah!"

Yelena barely suppressed the urge to draw her sword. These two were definitely shills for the skinny colonel; their howling was so fake!

Not all sailors are so shameless; some quietly moved away, wanting to get further away from their two idiotic comrades.

Why is the branch on the verge of bankruptcy?

Outsiders may not know, but don't you know?

"Half a month, right? I'll wait."

Yelena didn't want to be made a fool of here, so she dropped the sack containing the pirates and turned to leave.

She won't leave Notis Island anytime soon, and the naval branch won't just disappear into thin air, so what is she afraid of?

"You still haven't told me where you live?" Colonel Varucha called out, raising his hand.

"I will show up then."

After saying this, Yelena quickened her pace and gradually disappeared from everyone's sight.

Having failed in his attempt to gather information from the other party, Colonel Varucha sneered and turned to walk into the branch.

Back in his office, he opened a cabinet in the corner, took out a Den Den Mushi (snail phone), and pressed the dial button without hesitation.

"Hello, this is Varucha."

"Didn't we just contact each other a few days ago? What, Colonel, do you want us to do something for you again?" A gruff voice came from the Den Den Mushi.


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