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Hill Palen?
He has a shitty network of connections. Needless to say, this is the information about the warehouse king, Kiberson.
Charlotte had to admit that these underground forces with no clear background did have strong intelligence capabilities.
Their power should not be underestimated and their intelligence work is amazing.
Unexpectedly, in the end, I still have to rely on Lina. Men are unreliable.
"Civilian area?"
Charlotte pondered for a moment, and he seemed to have a very bad feeling.
Whenever the One Piece world comes into contact with civilian areas, there are almost always inexplicable troubles.
Charlotte shook her head, put away her chaotic thoughts, stood up and walked outside.
He had certainly considered this matter.
He didn't have time to waste here. Now that he had a clear location, he naturally needed to go there in person to understand the situation and get the matter done as quickly as possible.
"Beta, you and Barrett, watch over the boat and wait for us to come back."
Beta was startled and said, "Boss, don't worry, the boat is still there."
"Yeah!" Although Beta is a hot-blooded and battle-minded reckless man, he has never been perfunctory about what he has been told to do.
Barrett, who had a low presence at the side, also straightened up, said nothing, and looked a little arrogant.
Charlotte didn't pay attention to these details and was focused on finding Saga Lido.
Looking at Charlotte and Lina who hurriedly left, Beta breathed a sigh of relief.
"Are you afraid of Mr. Charlotte?"
Barrett was a little confused. In his opinion, Charlotte gave him a really good impression. He was a strong, low-key and kind person.
Beta couldn't help but tremble in his heart when facing Barrett. He was young, still young. Who could understand the pain of training under Boss Charlotte when he disagreed with someone?
Sooner or later, you will cry.
So he said calmly, "What do you know? Is this called fear? This is called respect. You know nothing, you little brat!"
Barrett's eyes widened. He hated being treated as a child. He roared, "Damn it, how many times have I told you that I'm not a brat? My name is Douglas Barrett."
"Got it little brat!"
Beta looked indifferent and said while pinching his ears.
Barrett's face flushed, and he roared angrily, "I'm not a brat, I'm Dagoras Barrett."
I was so excited that my mouth was drooping.
"Oh, little brat, what's your name?"
"You bastard, I'm Barrett!"
"What thunder?"
"Barrett!"
"What's special?"
……
Barrett was furious. If he could beat this guy now, he would make Beta regret coming into this world.
"Hey, brat! Brat!"
The corner of Barrett's eye twitched, and he felt terrible. He turned away angrily, not paying any more attention to this neurotic guy.
"Hey, hey, hey, don't go! Are you angry? I'll treat you to some meat."
Beta hurriedly chased after him, with a playful look on his face. He didn't look mature at all and looked like he deserved a beating.
……
Island Food City, District 54, Civilian District.
The old, crowded, dilapidated and short buildings are hard to imagine.
Such a terrible place exists in this bustling island food city.
In a dark alley.
A boy collapsed to the ground. He looked at the dirty half piece of bread in his arms, and a smile from the heart appeared on his scarred face.
That smile was filled with indescribable charm.
"That's great, Medea. I don't have to go hungry today!"
The boy endured the pain and stood up tremblingly.
He carefully put the piece of bread in his hand into his arms as if it were a treasure.
After cleaning the blood off his face, he limped out of this dark place.
He walked very slowly and with great effort, but he walked with great determination!
Soon they left this dark place and turned into another even darker, more secluded and narrower place!
It would be more appropriate to call this place a slum rather than a civilian area.
40% of the island’s indigenous population is gathered here, but the area occupied by the entire “civilian area” is less than 1/30 of the area of the island’s food city.
This is a place that is so narrow that it feels a bit suffocating.
But this is indeed the boy's home!
The exhausted boy limped along for about half an hour.
Finally, he came to a house that looked extremely shabby even in the "commoner area".
Rather than saying it is a house, it is more like a small nest built in a half-collapsed room with discarded cardboard boxes.
The boy took a deep breath, patted his cheeks to make himself look excited, then smiled brightly and lifted the rag covering the house...
"Brother...you, you're back...ahem..."
A weak sound mixed with coughing came from the house, and it was not difficult to hear that the voice was very childish.
The boy quickly quickened his pace, completely ignoring the pain caused by his own injuries!
He took two or three steps and came to the bed made of coffin boards.
There lay a pale little girl, and this girl was the boy's sister...
"Mitija, I earned another 30 Baileys today. Don't worry, your illness will be cured soon!"
The boy forced a smile and took out the bread from his arms. He completely ignored the hungry sound from his stomach and handed the bread to his sister Mitia.
"Brother, you eat too..."
The little girl on the bed divided the bread in her hand into two, took the smaller piece, and then forced herself to pass the slightly larger one to her brother!
"Mitia, my brother has eaten, you can eat now!" said the little boy with a relaxed look on his face.
"Really?" asked the little girl Mitia uncertainly.
"Of course, don't worry."
After saying this, he suppressed his hunger, turned his eyes away, and put the 30 Baileys that he had worked so hard to get into the rusty box.
His sister's illness required more food and it didn't matter if he went hungry, in order to prevent his sister from noticing the hunger sounds in her stomach and also to save enough money for her treatment.
The little boy got up and went out to continue looking for some work and make money.
Chapter 23 That thing is too troublesome.
A group of people appeared in the civilian area.
The neat, clean and well-made clothes are in stark contrast to the people here.
Two types of people in one city!
Charlotte frowned slightly.
There is darkness hidden in the corners beneath the prosperity.
Others seemed to be afraid to approach them, even though they had no ill intentions at all.
Just looked at them in fear.
That's right, fear.
Those rich gentlemen in gorgeous clothes treated the untouchables like them without any mercy, and no one cared even if they were killed.
Charlotte's observation Haki sensed those emotions, and there was an indescribable dullness in his eyes.
"Sir...if you need anything, I am willing to pay Bailey."
A slightly fearful and childish voice sounded.
Charlotte subconsciously looked in the direction of the voice.
This is a child who is dirty and covered with wounds.
However, everyone around was filled with fear, because anyone who dared to say such words to a rich man would usually be punished.
Charlotte smiled, reached out her hand and gently patted the little boy's thin shoulder.
But his hands suddenly froze.
Seeing this, everyone around showed fear.
But Charlotte looked at the little boy with extremely complicated eyes. He felt something about the little boy when he came into contact with him.
"Okay! How about I promise you something as long as you help me?"
"Really?" An incomparable color burst out in the little boy's eyes.
"My name is Charlotte, what's your name?" Charlotte said gently.
"Sir, my name is Mitis."
Charlotte nodded heavily, and the people around him all showed incredible expressions.