Pirates: There is no prohibition of fishing in Marijoa.

In the rainy and snowy weather, nature also looks particularly mysterious and beautiful.

The trees, flowers and plants are all covered with a layer of white snow, as if they were wearing a silver coat.

These plants become more tender and beautiful with the nourishment of snow water.

There was a pirate ship docked on the coastline of the island. The skull logo with three red scratches on the sail was particularly eye-catching. This was the Red Hair Pirates' ship, the Red Force.

The Red Hair Pirates are also known as the most balanced Iron Wall Pirates. The bounties of the group members are relatively evenly distributed and are very high on average.

In addition to Red-Haired Shanks, one of the Four Emperors, there is also the vice-captain Ben Beckman, whose strength is not necessarily weaker than Red-Haired Shanks.

In addition, there are many cadres, and almost everyone of them has very strong abilities.

Seeing the pirate ship quietly anchored there, Ace knew he was in the right place.

"Let me go say hello first."

After packing up, Ace simply put on a cloak, carried a bag of wine and prepared to go ashore. As a flame, Ace was not afraid of the cold.

"I'll go with you too. Let's just stay here and wait for a while."

Jerry followed Ace and also went into battle lightly.

In cold weather, Jerry usually controls the moisture in the air around him to stay away from him.

In this way, he only needs to wear a small amount of clothes to keep warm, and only needs to withstand the physical attack of temperature without facing the magical attack of moisture that can penetrate all holes.

On the island, not far from the coastline, in a lively and warm cave.

As the saying goes, live by the mountain, eat from the mountain; live by the sea, eat from the sea.

This is not only a flexible approach adapted to local conditions, but also a way of survival in accordance with nature.

Chef Laki Lu, a foodie and chef, is processing the prey he caught today.

You know, the higher-end the ingredients, the simpler the cooking methods are.

Chef Lu, who had been busy for two hours, had basically prepared the various ingredients needed for the banquet.

The other members of the Red Hair Pirates were already in place, and were excitedly bragging to each other, and couldn't wait to start today's dinner.

In such cold weather, in this naturally formed cave, not only can one be sheltered from the wind and rain, but one can also drink wine and eat meat in big bowls. For everyone, it is simply an alternative life enjoyment.

"The temperature seems to have risen a bit, and it's a bit noisy outside. It looks like something bad is going to happen."

Deputy Captain Ben Beckman held a cigarette in his mouth, slowly blew out a smoke ring, and said to Shanks who was whistling out of boredom next to him.

"Go away, you crow-mouthed bastard! We are just about to have a party, don't talk nonsense like that."

When Shanks heard what Beckman said, he turned around and laughed and scolded.

"Come on, brothers! Hurry up, the party is about to start!"

Then Shanks stood up and loudly announced that dinner was about to begin.

"Oh, sorry, it looks like I disturbed everyone's party time."

Two figures appeared at the entrance of the cave, and they became clear in an instant. They were two young men in relatively thin clothes.

The moment they appeared, the originally lively atmosphere in the cave instantly cooled down.

Everyone's eyes were focused on this sudden figure, and they didn't know whether it was a friend or an enemy.

"Wow! Isn't this young man afraid of the cold?"

Shanks noticed them the moment they appeared. He complained out of habit before putting on a serious look.

"Boss, he...they just said they were coming to say hello to you, and then they barged in."

A figure chased in from outside the cave. It was the trainee crew member who was originally arranged to keep watch outside the cave entrance.

"Hmm, Fire Fist and Dragon Fist? What can I do for you, both of you?"

Beckman waved to the trainee crew member, expressionless, then turned to ask the two of them.

After Ace and Jerry came in, they stood at the entrance of the cave without moving. Seeing the other party asking questions, Ace hurriedly shook his hand and turned to Shanks and said:

"Nothing much, I just wanted to come over and say hello to him."

"Want to say hello to me?"

Shanks' face darkened, his aura became majestic, and his domineering aura flashed across his face.

For pirates, greeting is not necessarily a friendly gesture. It is entirely possible that it is just a statement made before the other party starts a war.

But when the domineering color he casually released swept across, it was like mud entering the sea, and the two opponents had no reaction at all.

"Oh?"

"Don't...don't get me wrong, my name is Portgas D. Ace, and he is Jerry."

"I just wanted to say hello. I'm sorry for my impoliteness."

Seeing that the other party might have misunderstood, Ace quickly introduced himself, took off his hat and gave a gentleman's bow.

"Yes, it is like that."

After coming in, he casually looked around the cave and scanned everyone's expressions. Jerry nodded, as if he was cooperating with Ace's performance.

Faced with the sudden etiquette, Shanks was confused and didn't understand what was going on.

"Eh? What does that mean?"

"That's me, Ben Shuaibi, er, no, I talked a lot with Jerry."

"It's me. I was born on the island of Batlila in the South China Sea. Um... I grew up in the East China Sea. I've been a pirate for a while. My nickname is Fire Fist..."

Seeing Shanks' silly look with his eyes wide open, and fearing that he might misunderstand something more, Ace used the rhetoric he had practiced for a long time, but it still didn't seem to go smoothly.

The members of the Red Hair Pirates looked at the freckled boy at the door in different attitudes, introducing himself incoherently, with a lot of frowns on their faces.

"Ahem! So, what are you doing?"

Shanks couldn't stand Ace's nonsense anymore.

Some of the other members of the Red Hair Pirates have already stretched out their hands and put them on their weapons.

For those old hands who have been working on the sea for many years, they have seen too many tricks of pretending to be stupid to get close to others and then launching a surprise attack.

Therefore, if Ace continues to behave like this, the other party probably won't let him go for much longer.

Watching the other party's movements and feeling the tense atmosphere, although Jerry believed that Ace could handle it, he was secretly preparing to fight and escape.

Of course, for Ace, who was troubled by the fact that he always said bad things, he seemed to be completely unaware of the explosive atmosphere and continued on his own.

"Well, I've been practicing for a long time, but I'm still stumbling. Miss Makino will definitely scold me if she finds out."

Touching the back of his head, Ace smiled sheepishly.

"Makino?"

"What did you say? Makino?"

The atmosphere was originally a bit tense, but with the appearance of this name, it became a little more relaxed.

[You should have told me earlier that you have a password...]

Jerry looked at the reactions of the Red Hair Pirates, stared at Ace speechlessly, and complained secretly.

"Yes, when I was in the East China Sea, Miss Makino taught me etiquette and told me to always pay attention to myself."

Ace took off the bag on his back, took out the liquor that had been prepared, and said with a smile:

"Also, these wines were brought from the East Sea where I was raised. Ms. Makino said that it would be easier to deal with pirates with this."

"Really? Which Makino are you talking about?"

Shanks scratched his head and asked for confirmation.

"Ah, of course it's Miss Makino from the East Sea Windmill Village."

"I have been fostered by bandits in nearby Mount Gorpo since I was a child."

Ace grinned and said with a look of nostalgia on his face.