People are sailing, monster hunters are fighting in groups

Chapter 398

The more Roger listened to the voice, the more familiar it felt, as if he had returned to the days of being "exploited and oppressed".

So, Roger turned around and looked!

His pupils shrank instantly, "Albart? How could you come to such a place?"

"If you can come, why can't I?"

Albart rolled his eyes at Roger.

Since conspiring with Spandine, Albart and Olbia and others have started to act separately.

Some members of the Beast Pirates will continue to wander in the West Sea in the "Ghost" to attract attention at a critical moment.

Olbia will secretly go to the waters around Ohara under the protection of Barrett to organize the docking work between scholars and CP agencies.

As for Albart, he came to find Roger, the key figure in the plan.

Originally, Albart went to Batirila Island just to try his luck here. After all, the original book did not explain Roger's whereabouts during this period, but he didn't expect that he would actually find him here.

"No... I..."

At this moment, Roger wanted to slap himself twice.

I told you to get drunk and talk nonsense everywhere!

However, why is this guy's focus so weird? He can remember a random drunken word so clearly...

"I really admire you. I really didn't expect that you would find this place..." Roger raised his hand and patted Albert's shoulder.

"If it weren't for you, a bastard, who kept talking about the taste of love and the style of brewing, I wouldn't have come here."

Albat slapped Roger's paw away and said impatiently: "Okay, why are you talking so much? Hurry up and serve me some wine!"

"You bastard are not polite at all. Forget it. I was going to keep that bottle of wine for myself to drink slowly when I set off. Now that you are here, I will reluctantly get drunk again!"

After saying that, Roger quickly cleaned up the stall and said to Albert beside him: "What are you doing there? Come and help me!"

"Hey, hey, I'm a customer! How can I let a customer work?"

"Stop talking nonsense. Hurry up and help me put this thing away!"

The two men worked hard for a minute or two. When there were only one or two tables left in the tea shop, Roger turned and walked into the house.

After a while, he came out with a box of wine that was shaking.

"It's just a little stuff, you still have the nerve to hide it..."

Albat sat on a bench, squinting and complaining: "You don't know how much effort I spent to find you to drink this wine."

"Don't complain to me about this, I didn't invite you..."

Roger rolled his eyes at Albert and unscrewed the cap of a wine bottle with a "snap".

The two of them clinked glasses lightly, and at this moment, the uncle who had just teased Roger happened to pass by the tea stall.

"Oh, Roger, you're closing the stall so early to drink... By the way, I don't know who stepped on a big hole in the roof of my house. If you can, come and help me tomorrow..."

"No problem!"

When the uncle walked away, Albert smiled and said, "When did you change your name?"

Roger pursed his lips and squinted at this bastard who asked knowingly.

"Hey, even if this place is remote, there are people who have heard of the name of Pirate King Roger, okay? I can't just say my own name openly."

Hearing Roger say this, Albert took a sip of wine and complained with some amusement: "Roger, Roger... I have to say, you live here with this face, and it's already strange that you haven't been recognized, okay..."

Roger didn't do anything to cover up. He just changed his clothes and restrained his momentum, and he really integrated into Batirila Island.

And no one on the island recognized him...

It's really out of line!

"By the way, I saw in the newspaper that you seemed to have a fight with Steel Bone Kong and Garp, that bastard, in the New World?" Roger took a sip of wine and asked curiously.

"That's right, I was fighting one against two, and I let them go only when the two guys knelt down and begged for mercy... It's a pity that Morgans didn't dare to publish these things due to the pressure from the World Government, otherwise..."

"Albert... You just drank a few sips of wine, how come you are so drunk? If you can't brag, don't force it!"

"You bastard, you don't believe me..."

The two of them were drinking and arguing, and at this moment, a gentle voice suddenly came from the small room behind Roger.

"Roger... Roger, is there a guest?? "

Then, the door opened, and a beautiful woman with long wavy light orange hair and a few freckles on her face walked out of the house.

Albat recognized her at a glance. This was Boskas D. Luju!

It must be said that Roger, who looked sloppy and was an out-and-out bastard, could still be attracted by such a beauty...

And he remembered that Luju was only in her twenties...

Thinking of this, Albert felt that the bearded man in front of him looked even more of a bastard!

Roger's tone became much softer when he heard Luju's voice. He smiled at Luju and said with a grin: "Why did you come out... Come, let me introduce you. This is my wife Luju, and this is Albert, who can be regarded as... um, by the way, what is our relationship now? "

It's not quite right to call him brother, but it's a bit too distant to call him friend.

Albat glanced at Roger speechlessly, stood up and shook Lu Jiu's hand, and said politely: "Hello, beautiful Ms. Lu Jiu, my name is Nazario Albat, and I am a very good brother of Roger!"

Roger also nodded in agreement at this time.

"Yes, yes, yes, it's a good brother!"

Lu Jiu looked at Roger in surprise.

She had heard of the name Albat, but Roger often added a series of suffixes such as "bastard", "son of a bitch", "capitalist", "dead debt collector" after this name. How come the two of them have become good brothers now?

Seeing Lu Jiu's eyes, Albat also knew that Roger didn't have good words for him.

"Sure enough, you guy, I gave you so much help, but you still scolded me behind my back, what a bastard! "

"Hey, don't act like you haven't cursed me behind my back..."

Roger took a sip of wine unhappily, then frowned and shouted: "Asshole Albert, how long are you going to hold my wife's hand!!!"