Chapter 330: Bandits in the Tavern

Chapter 330: Bandits in the Tavern

"Oh!"

"The young man is a nice guy!"

"Let's have a party!"

"Everyone, hurry up and help!"

"Yeah! Pull up all the fish, they'll sink if you take too long!"

"You women should spread the news of the banquet, and then call all the women in the village to help prepare the ingredients, so that we can have a good time in the evening!"

"The village chief is right. Our Windmill Village hasn't been this lively for a long time!"

Vic's words instantly ignited everyone's enthusiasm. Although Garp was a high-ranking officer in the navy, he would not hold such a banquet in the village, and it was not just because of money.

It would be even more difficult to let the villagers organize themselves. Their Windmill Village belongs to the Kingdom of Goa, one of the member states of the World Government. They also have to contribute to the country's heavenly gold, and they have to save every extra penny.

"Great! Great! Let's have a party, let's have a party!"

When little Luffy saw everyone so happy, he also became excited and jumped in the old man's arms. Although he didn't understand what a banquet was, seeing everyone with smiles on their faces, his little heart was also very satisfied. It was a feeling that was indescribable at his age.

But he really longed for this feeling, and later he developed a liking for Vic, the showy older brother, and jumped from his grandfather's arms to Vic.

Finally, he climbed onto the thunder drum behind Vic, swung on it, and had a lot of fun. The village chief watching on the side was terrified, because he had just seen several bolts of lightning burst out from this small drum, and he was afraid that little Luffy would be electrocuted.

The old man laughed out loud when he heard what Vic said. Vic was right. Banquets were not exclusive to pirates. He was also a person who liked lively occasions. Holding a big banquet in the village where he grew up would be a rare memory in the future.

The old man was very satisfied with Vic's performance. He originally thought that he was trying to show off in front of the villagers of Windmill Village, but now he realized that he was preparing ingredients for a banquet and had wronged Vic.

"Rebecca! Eating fish alone is not a good idea. Take Wendy, Barnett and the other two to the forest to hunt some prey. If you meet anyone in the mountains, invite them to the party in the evening!"

Vic turned to Rebecca and said that he hoped Rebecca and the others would meet Dadan's group of bandits, and then they could meet Ace openly.

With the old man around, he would not go looking for Ace openly. The fact that the old man did not keep Ace in the village is already telling. If it was a coincidence that Dadan and his gang were invited, that would be great.

Ace was only five years old at that time, and whether he could hunt was another matter. Dadan and his gang had no ability to hunt at all. To say that they had gone hungry for nine meals in three days was a compliment, so it was very likely that they came down to eat for free.

Rebecca agreed and led the three of them up the mountain. The villagers were also busy catching fish. Some of the fish were really big and could not be caught by one or two people. Many naval soldiers were already helping.

The old man didn't make too many associations when he heard Vic say that. He thought Vic was talking about the villagers who went into the mountains, and he would naturally call them back for a banquet when he met them. He even thought Vic's consideration was very thoughtful. Eating fish alone was indeed a bit monotonous. He was also a meat lover, and he had an older grandson who liked to eat meat.

"Village Chief! There's a tavern in the village! Just food is not enough, it would be even better if we could have some drinks!"

"There is one in the tavern, but..."

"Haha! Don't worry, I'll pay for the wine. If we're going to hold a banquet, we have to do it well. We can't start well but end badly. Let the village chief lead the way! The rest of you come with me to move the bar!"

Vic knew what the village chief was thinking, but he didn't care. This was the inherent thinking of a small person. The old village chief was protecting the interests of the villagers. Vic thought the old village chief was great, so he directly grabbed Luffy from the thunder drum and stuffed him into the old man's arms, and ordered a few burly marines to follow him to the tavern to do hard labor.

The old village chief was relieved to hear what Vic said. In fact, what he meant was that there was no problem with his own village producing alcohol, after all, the fish and meat were provided by the navy. However, the tavern could not provide the alcohol, so he planned to share the cost of the alcohol among the villagers.

But since Vic said he paid, he didn't say anything else. The villagers were all rich, and this young sailor named Vic looked like a high-ranking official, not someone who was short of money.

Garp didn't say anything. It was still very profitable for their navy to fight against pirates. There were always some treasures on the pirate ship. Although the captured treasures would be handed over, some would usually be left as rewards.

He knew that Wick had defeated many pirates, so it was not surprising that he had a small treasury. However, he could never imagine that Wick carried two mountains of gold with him. That was wealth comparable to that of all the Celestial Dragons. He was truly rich enough to rival many countries, so a little money for wine was just a drop in the bucket.

Although Windmill Village is a small village, it is well planned. The houses are built on both sides of a road. The village tavern is located in the center of the road, and there are several shops on the side. It is considered the most lively place in the village.

The village chief brought Vic and others to the outside of the tavern. Vic took a look at the exterior of the tavern and felt that it looked very familiar. Maybe all the taverns in this world are of this style, Vic thought to himself, and he didn't think too much about it.

There was a lively noise coming from the tavern, and it seemed that business was good. The village chief pushed the door open and walked in. Vic and several navy soldiers followed him into the tavern.

There were quite a few people in the tavern. Several tables were occupied and they were drinking enthusiastically. The old village chief looked at this scene and thought to himself, this is bad. So many people were drinking and there were so many empty bottles on the table. How could there be any extra wine for the banquet?

Vic frowned when he saw the way these drinkers were dressed, and his brows furrowed even more when he saw the timid looks of a man and a woman behind the bar.

The drinkers were all dressed like bandits. They stopped drinking when they saw the Marine uniforms and Vic's cloak of justice. They naturally recognized the Navy's seagull logo and the cloak of justice.

Moreover, the sailors with the Cloak of Justice are not ordinary soldiers, and they are not people that small bandits like them can afford to offend. The bandit leader secretly reached for the long knife at his waist with one hand. At this time, only weapons can make him feel safe.

He thought that these navy men came to arrest him after receiving a tip-off from the old man who led the way. Moreover, the people who came were high-ranking officials, and judging from their attire, they were not people to be trifled with.

Is it necessary for a small bandit leader like me to make such a big show? Why use a butcher knife to kill a chicken? If you really want to arrest me, just tell me directly. I promise to tie up my people and send them to your door. Why should I trouble the navy to come here in person?