The arrival of a group of barbarians stirred up discussions in the taverns of Tutu Port.
So said that the power of the Queen Annie had skyrocketed and might beco one of the few Pirate Kings in the South Sea, while others said that barbarians spent their whole lives seeking glory and would never settle down to beco pirates.
But no matter what, Duncan and his group indeed brought many topics to the local people.
With topics co legends.
A bit of legendary level is gathering, about Duncan, about his feat of crossing the seas by riding the Sea Demon.
Dusk was falling.
Duncan’s arrival gave the barbarians a backbone, rendering the red-haired female pirate’s plans futile. She realized it was becoming increasingly difficult to recruit these barbarians unless she could deal with the man in front of her.
But dealing with Duncan wasn’t easy, and really judging by strength, she felt her chances were slim.
"You want to borrow a ship?"
The tall beauty in front of Duncan looked at him with a half-smile and said, "It’s the first ti I’ve heard of soone asking pirates to borrow a ship."
Duncan raised his glass and finished it in one go, while behind him, two barbarians stood like door gods.
Clap.
He snapped his fingers and raised his glass toward the alluring female pirate. The other hesitated slightly but finally had to bow to Duncan’s pressure and clinked her glass.
She was truly afraid that refusing the barbarians’ toast would lead to a direct fight.
Duncan drained his glass again and said lightly, "Don’t pirates do business with others?"
After speaking, he picked up the jug, filled a glass, and also filled up the glass of the female pirate across from him.
The female pirate nad Annie Potter raised her eyebrows and said, "Business? Of course, that can be done."
"But what are you going to use as collateral?"
Duncan raised his glass, his gaze intense, and said slowly, "Collateral? Do you think we would lack collateral?"
The words were overwhelmingly bold.
But the alluring female pirate in front had to admit that he indeed had the confidence—in the chaotic and turbulent sea, strength ant everything, and worst cos to worst, one could seize it.
She downed her glass, as if in a drinking contest, Duncan did it deliberately, while she didn’t want him to think lightly of her.
After several rounds, the female pirate’s cheeks were slightly flushed and looked extraordinarily glamorous as she gazed at Duncan and slowly asked, "So, what do you plan to offer?"
Duncan poured more drinks for her without any reservation, as if it were his stage.
Behind Annie Potter, a scar-faced fierce pirate couldn’t help but stand up, but after receiving a glare from Duncan, froze on the spot, not daring to move.
The female pirate glanced at her subordinate and said coldly, "This is the chiefs’ conversation, and it’s not your turn to speak."
"Get down."
Duncan chuckled and filled her glass again, saying, "I thought it would be a conversation amongst kings."
King?
Upon hearing Duncan’s words, the alluring pirate’s eyes slightly brightened as she gazed at Duncan, unsure of what to think.
The last ti Duncan spoke with a king was a long ti ago.
Duncan gazed at her and said calmly, "There are many rumors about you. So say you’re the illegitimate daughter of the Amazon queen?"
"I find that a bit absurd."
"Maybe you have so Amazonian blood, but you likely have no connection to the Amazon Queen."
Hearing his comnts about her, Annie Potter couldn’t help but raise her head in curiosity, making a gesture of attentively listening.
Duncan raised his glass and drank heartily, occasionally refilling the female pirate’s glass. She drank one, and he drank two or three. Later on, he grew even more arrogant, caring little whether she drank or not.
However, this very attitude sparked the competitive spirit in the female pirate even more.
Unknown when, her eyes already showed a hint of drunkenness and allure.
"So also say you’re the illegitimate daughter of a forr Pirate King."
Duncan gazed at her and said slowly, "I think that could be possible, but can the Pirate King truly be considered a king?"
This was blatant disdain.
The expressions on those behind the female pirate beca dissatisfied, yet none dared to act, not to ntion that Duncan and Crete’s burly fra were enough to take down many.
Annie squinted her eyes slightly and said lightly, "Is the Pirate King not considered a king?"
Duncan sneered, "Oh?"
"Do you have territory? Do you have subjects? Do you possess the king’s power and undertake a king’s duties?"
"A king, having to rely on plundering rchant ships to maintain?"
This man was too arrogant.
It was utterly infuriating!
The alluring pirate was so angry that her chest heaved, gripping the glass with enough force to deform it, for she had a temper too.
Duncan, unconcerned, said calmly, "There are also rumors that you’re a princess of a small country on the Golden Coast."
"You do seem to have a bit of noble bearing."
"Actually."
"I’m not concerned with the rumors about your origins."
Duncan stood up, his warrior-like fra casting a shadow over everyone, looking down at the alluring pirate, and stated solemnly, "What I care more about is what exactly you want?"
His words exuded an overwhelming presence.
Behind Duncan, Crete listened with surging emotion, not understanding entirely but trying to learn.
The barbarians were eager to show off, enthusiastic about learning this.
A sense of pressure engulfed everyone.
Not only due to strength, but also Duncan’s incredibly formidable entrance.
Everything seen today was still fresh in mory.
As if unwilling to be overshadowed, the alluring pirate stood, facing Duncan’s gaze; the two were so close they could sll the alcohol on Duncan’s breath. She asked coldly, "What if I want sothing? Can you give it to ?"
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