One Piece: Groudon the Beasts

Chapter 86 Taming the Peacock
The tavern lobby.

"Hahaha, brothers!"

"Let's raise a glass to Captain Marco first!"

"Oh oh oh!"

The captains were in high spirits and toasted Marco one after another.

Marco the Phoenix!

Whitebeard's right-hand man, a monster with a bounty of 1.374 billion, whose stomp can cause an earthquake on Beehive Island!

Normally, it would be difficult for them to even see the captains, so being able to drink with such important figures tonight is definitely something to brag about.

They were summoned this time, presumably for the war. If they could fight a major battle with the Whitebeard Pirates, it would be worth dying for.

And that eyesore of a guy!
The captains looked at Goode.

Questioning, disdain, hostility.

Who is this guy? He's a nobody I've never even heard of. What gives him the right to sit with Captain Marco?

Don't think that just because you're carrying the Beasts Banner, you can act tough in front of them. The pirates of Beehive Island only recognize Whitebeard's banner!
Some people got a little tipsy after drinking.

The unusually tall giant stood before Goode, grinning maliciously as he clenched his fists, his knuckles cracking.

"Hey, bald guy!"

"Ok?"

Goode glanced at him.

Bald?

Is someone calling him?

Goode rubbed his shiny bald head, then looked at the giant who was threatening him with his fist clenched, and confirmed that it was indeed calling him.

Okay, okay, this is the first time someone has called him that!

"Light--"

"boom!"

The tavern fell silent instantly.

The captains slowly turned their heads, staring at the large human-shaped hole in the wall, their minds momentarily blank.

what's the situation? !

Volka, with a bounty of 130 million Berries, was defeated just like that?

Goode looked at Marco.

"Is it okay?"

"It doesn't matter."

Marco chuckled.

He was no naive novice; only by appropriately displaying his strength could he deter the arrogant captains.

The Good Brothers are undeniably strong, but they are not well-known, which easily leads to skepticism.

In the world of One Piece, fame is the best proof of strength. Just hearing the name Whitebeard is enough to intimidate countless pirates.

Marco put his tongue to his lips and teased with a mischievous expression, "Good, you should raise your bounty."

"I will."

Goode smiled slightly.

Bounties are definitely necessary. Although they don't fully represent ability, they can reduce trouble in many situations.

Just like before.

If he had a 10 billion bounty, who would dare call him Baldy?

Also, a reputation is earned through hard work!

The beasts' main signboard has the names of various disasters, but he doesn't. He needs to earn a name for disaster through actual actions.

A pretty young waitress with blush on her cheeks approached, holding a wine bottle in her hand: "Goode, let me pour you a drink!"

"Oh, it's a cute little girl."

Goode smiled at the girl, and as she poured the wine, he reached out and pulled her into his arms.

"Want to go on a date with me?"

"Eh? Is it really okay?"

The girl was not alarmed at all; instead, she hugged the bottle with delight, her watery eyes filled with longing, and her cheeks glowing with a rosy luster.

Excited!
She was absolutely thrilled!

Ok? ? ?
Goode looked surprised and bewildered, but he gave in to the woman the next second.

Post it!

Heh heh, he just likes to take the initiative!

"What's your name?"

"Peacock."

As the peacock sensed this, it couldn't help but stick out its tongue and lick the corner of its lips, its eyes growing increasingly dangerous.

What a rude man!

she likes!

"Peacock, what a beautiful name."

Goode's gaze was rather strange.

Good guy.

They didn't even bother acting?
If I remember correctly, this girl is Lieutenant General Tsuru's granddaughter.

It would be one thing to approach him directly, that's just a matter of being bold and skilled, but to not even change his name is just too arrogant.

This is a pirate's paradise. Even if a Marine infiltrates, they'd have to disguise themselves as an ordinary pirate, keep a low profile, and secretly gather evidence. Are Marines this brave these days?

Trying to outwit and outmaneuver you guys would make me look like a fool!

"Lord Goode."

Peacock hugged Goode's neck, her cheeks flushed with shyness, her body twisting and turning, her sexy red lips opening and closing.

"There are a lot of people watching here!"

An implication, a blatant implication!
"Haha, let's go somewhere else then."

Goode laughed heartily and waved smugly at Marco: "Marco, you go drink with them first, I'll take the girls upstairs to have some fun."

"what?!"

Marco was completely bewildered, his eyes darting back and forth between Goode and Peacock, a sudden surge of inexplicable grief and indignation welling up inside him.

Hey, what's going on here!
Why would such a beautiful girl be attracted to Goode instead of flirting with him? What is it about him that makes him inferior to Goode?

He's definitely more handsome!
Damn it, why should I?!

He also longs for girls to throw themselves at him!

Goode took Peacock to a private room on the second floor of the tavern. As soon as he closed the door, a long rope, both soft and incredibly strong, bound him up.

"Wow!"

Peacock ripped off her waitress headscarf and skirt suit, revealing a thin pink dress underneath.

Sexy and hot.

The girl was also wearing a baseball cap with the letter M printed on it.

M is the symbol of the Navy!

"Snapped!"

Suddenly, the peacock had a long sword in its hand. It was called a sword, but the blade was actually a flexible whip.

"Capture successful!"

Peacock tossed her long golden hair, then gripped her whip tightly, a wicked, queen-like smile spreading across her face.

Next comes the interrogation!

Goode looked the woman over with interest, asking a question he already knew the answer to.

"navy?"

"You're a pirate, what's so strange about seeing the Marines?"

Peacock licked her lips, her slender fingers gliding over Goode's body, her gaze growing increasingly dangerous.

Mmm~ those muscles are so cute!

"Let me interrogate you!"

"Snapped!"

Peacock wildly swung her long whip, striking Goode hard on the chest and leaving a faint red mark.

"Ok?"

Goode looked down at his chest.

That's it?

Should I scratch his itch?

Goode looked at the peacock, his interest piqued.

"Miss Navy, could you use a little more force? I've never tried this before, and I'm quite interested."

"what?"

The peacock paused for a moment.

Her whip was a real knife, capable of easily shattering rocks, not to mention its effect on flesh.

But what's going on here?

There were no wounds on the skin?

Peacock's smile vanished, a dangerous glint appearing in her eyes. Her disciplined spirit would not allow such a thing to happen!
"Oh dear, it seems my interrogation was too gentle!"

"Don't worry, I'll gradually increase the intensity!"

“Ahahahaha!!!”

Accompanied by a queenly laugh, the long whip was lashed wildly, as if playing a symphony.

Torture String Quartet!
Ten minutes later.
"Aha~~ Aha~~"

The peacock was panting heavily, its clothes soaked with sweat, as if it had undergone high-intensity aerobic training.

Looking at the unharmed man, Peacock's eyes gradually glazed over.

What is this man's body made of? Why can't her sword and whip leave any wounds?

What's the point of interrogation if it can't cause pain?

Her soul is weeping!

"That's pretty cool!"

Goode gave his assessment with a relaxed expression, tensing all his muscles, and the ropes binding him snapped with a "crack".

hurts a little.

But it's not exciting enough!

Goode approached the woman, his grin stretching from ear to ear.

"It's my turn to discipline you!"

"Miss Navy!"

I was interrogated and had to make so many changes, *crying*
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(End of this chapter)