Chapter 62: There Seemed to Be a Rookie by That Name Before...
"Is that the Giant race? So huge... bigger than the giants I imagined."
On Nereus's ship, Ginny said this while looking at Kuma beside her.
It was said that the Buccaneer Tribe also had Giant blood in their veins. Although she had already seen what Kuma looked like at 19, she was still curious if Kuma could grow even taller in the future.
"The shortest adult Giant is at least 12 meters tall, and 20 meters is more the norm.
That Giant was named Harald. He is a descendant of the Ancient Giant Tribe and currently the King of Elbaf, so he appears even taller."
Nanamo was studying a design draft. It was the 34th revision of the new logo for her Fan Club uniforms, drawn by Hermes.
But for some reason, Nanamo suddenly felt the first version looked better.
Seeing their curiosity about Giants, she casually explained some details about the Giant race.
"It is said that the Demon Oars was a purer Ancient Giant, so he was even taller.
Growing horns on their heads is also a characteristic of this race. Actually, their bloodline has spread to many races, which is why some people have horns on their heads.
The introduction to the Giant race is in the later part of the general knowledge class. You should see it in a while."
"So that's how it is... By the way, Kuma-chi, will you grow horns in the future?"
"Probably not."
Kuma touched the top of his head, seeming to ponder what he would look like if he really grew horns.
"Logically speaking, Giants shouldn't appear here..."
There was more than one Giant kingdom on the sea. Elbaf was merely the one with the most abundant martial power. But no matter which Giant kingdom, none were in this sea area.
Let alone the appearance of Harald, the Giant King.
"Papa, the accompanist you said you wanted to find... don't tell me it's a Giant?"
"Of course not. Giants aren't exactly rare. But the person we're looking for this time is someone you definitely haven't seen before. You'll understand when you meet him."
Finding a ship on the vast sea wasn't easy, but Nereus and his group weren't searching aimlessly.
"Big Bro! We found it! This should be the sea current you mentioned!"
Brook's ship had a damaged rudder and tattered sails, making it impossible to control the ship's course. For all these years, it had been drifting with the waves in the Florian Triangle.
This meant that in the upper sea area, there was a circular current keeping him trapped.
Relying on their racial talents, the Fish-men quickly found a similar current. Utilizing the ship's performance to accelerate within the current, they searched for their target.
However, there was more than one such current in this sea area, and they were intricate and complex. It took some time before they approached their target.
"Yohohoho... Yohohoho..."
Singing came from the thick fog, but against this backdrop, it felt more like a ghost wailing.
Soon, a dilapidated pirate ship drifted over with the current. The tattered pirate flag fluttered in the breeze, making the skull on it reveal an eerie smile.
"Do you guys think... ghosts really exist in this world..."
The unknown brought mysterious fear. The people still following Nereus were elites among elites; they wouldn't even frown if they were to storm Marine Headquarters.
But this gloomy feeling really made them uncomfortable.
"It... it moved! There's a moving skeleton on that ship!! He... he seems to be drinking coffee!!"
The crew rubbed their eyes, seemingly seeing something unbelievable. That skeleton not only moved and drank but even waved at them.
Meanwhile, on the other ship, Brook also rubbed his eye sockets.
"Yohohoho, my eyes seem to be playing tricks on me. There seemed to be a mermaid on that ship just now. But I don't have eyes, so how can they play tricks on me? Yohohoho..."
Brook laughed to himself, telling jokes for his own ears.
"We once promised to reach Fish-man Island. Pity I'm the only one left..."
Being alone for too long could cause problems. Although it wasn't a small ordinary room, Brook was imprisoned by this sea area, and even time had become somewhat unknown to him.
Counting from the death of his partners and the annihilation of the Rumbar Pirates, Brook had been trapped in this sea area for 14 years.
Through some methods, Brook could still entertain himself. However, with his skeleton appearance and the ghost ship-like vessel, pirate ships encountering him would usually choose to flee in panic.
But at least he could occasionally encounter people. In recent months, Brook hadn't encountered a single living soul.
Due to Harald, most pirate ships in this mist had already been sunk.
The glimpse of a mermaid seemed to remind Brook of something. He took out his violin and played a familiar tune on the deck.
As the music played, Brook seemed to see his former partners singing and dancing on the deck again, and he unconsciously joined in.
Clap clap clap clap~
Applause sounded beside his ears. Brook instinctively bowed, but then suddenly froze.
This applause... didn't seem to be an auditory hallucination in his mind.
"Nice tune. No wonder Papa said you're a unique accompanist. Indeed, I've never seen a skeleton man before."
Nanamo flew over while lying on Hermes's back. She wasn't afraid of ghosts or anything; instead, she found this skeleton man very novel.
"I'm glad to receive your praise. But young lady, your father is?"
Although Brook sometimes made perverted remarks like "Can I see your panties," he wouldn't say such things to a little girl.
Having once been a member of a certain kingdom's royal guard, he had certain knowledge of etiquette. It was just that drifting in this misty sea for too long had made him somewhat eccentric.
Moreover, Brook didn't quite understand why the other party's father would know about his musical talents. As a pirate, even if he were famous, it shouldn't be for music.
"Nereus."
"Nereus... There seemed to be a rookie by that name before. He caused quite a stir back then. I remember the Marines had a headache over him..."
Brook began to recall this name. He vaguely felt he had seen similar reports in the newspaper, but he wasn't quite sure.
"Oi, oi, oi! You skeleton man, show some respect to Lord Nereus! Who do you think you are?! Calling him a rookie?!"
Hermes felt it heard something shocking. Over the years, it had seen people who didn't know Nereus, seen people scared out of their wits, but never encountered someone calling Nereus a rookie.
And for some reason, Hermes's instincts were warning it: better stay away from this skeleton rack; he seems somewhat dangerous.
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