Chapter 022: The Blasphemer

Snow White also wanted to return to her own world, but she had an enemy in her world... her stepmother.

Back then, it was to escape her stepmother's pursuit that she had left her world in a daze and plunged headlong into an unknown world.

Then, in a daze, she fell under a curse and became a living corpse.

Now, though the curse had been lifted, her situation had not improved.

If she returned to her world, she would surely be hunted by her stepmother again, and with her strength, she could not evade her stepmother's pursuit, especially since she had been gone for so long.

Perhaps her stepmother had already become queen.

So going back now would be suicide.

Even if she wanted to avenge her father, this was not the way to do it.

"I don't want to go back yet." After thinking for a long time, Snow White gave Wang Bo an answer.

Wang Bo did not insist. "Alright, if you don't want to go back now, then don't. When you feel like going back, just let me know, and I'll send you back."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome." Wang Bo snapped his fingers, and Caroline appeared behind him. "It's getting late. If you have nowhere to sleep, go back with Caroline first; she'll arrange a place for you."

Snow White did not refuse. After thanking Wang Bo repeatedly, she followed him out of the bar.

Wang Bo closed up shop, returned to his room alone, and fell into a deep sleep.

As for the commotion outside, it had nothing to do with Wang Bo.

...

The next morning, Wang Bo woke up, ate breakfast, and began his business.

At this time, Athena, Milo, Shaina, and the group with Saori had still not returned.

Wang Bo figured they had met with this world's Athena and were chatting happily, so they forgot to come back. This was nothing unusual.

After all, humans and gods are different.

Not to mention other things, just their perception of time is different.

When humans hold a banquet, it takes a few days at most, but when gods hold a banquet, perhaps in the blink of an eye, ten days or even a month pass.

After all, gods have long lifespans; in the blink of an eye, seas change into mulberry fields, so their sense of time is completely different from humans.

Wang Bo didn't mind either. As long as they didn't cause trouble, he wouldn't interfere.

He continued living his own little life.

At nine in the morning, with a creak, the door to Wang Bo's bar was pushed open, and several burly men walked in from outside.

"Give me a glass of rum," the man at the front said to Wang Bo. Then he turned to ask his companions, "What do you guys want?"

"Rum, of course. Boss, give us a glass of rum too."

Wang Bo nodded, got up, and poured each of them a glass of rum.

When these men walked in, Wang Bo recognized them. They were not residents of Port Royal but marines who had come with Kizaru... marines from the world of One Piece.

Wang Bo hadn't expected that his nearly bankrupt little bar would actually get business because of people from another world. How unpredictable life was.

"Boss, this rum tastes great. I've never had such good rum before."

"Yeah, it's so good. Compared to the booze I've had before, it's like heaven and earth."

"Boss, give me another glass, no, a bottle of rum."

"Boss, give me a case of rum. I'm going to drink my fill today."

After tasting Wang Bo's rum, several marines couldn't help but praise it. One marine even planned to drink heartily there.

These marines were well-trained. Even after getting drunk, they didn't cause trouble in the tavern.

Instead, they put their arms around each other's shoulders and started singing.

But you guys are marines. Is it really okay to skip training during the day and come to a tavern to drink?

Just then, the tavern door was pushed open again, and a woman with pink hair walked in.

Wang Bo couldn't help but marvel that business was surprisingly good today.

"Captain Hina."

Seeing the woman, the marines quickly stood up and saluted.

Hina glanced around and said, "Oh, it's you guys. Off duty today?"

"Yes, Captain Hina."

"Then it's fine. Sit down." Hina dismissed the marines casually and walked up to Wang Bo.

Wang Bo said, "Would you like something to drink, ma'am?"

Hina said, "Hina wants to ask you something. Eustass Kid—do you know him?"

Wang Bo nodded. He knew that since she was asking him this, she must have learned something from the residents of Port Royal, so he didn't deny it.

In fact, Wang Bo didn't intend to deny it.

"Was it you who defeated him?" Hina looked at Wang Bo suspiciously. This man didn't seem to give off a strong pressure; compared to superpowers like the Four Emperors and the Three Admirals, he seemed like an ordinary person.

Could such an ordinary person really defeat a Supernova?

"You could say that." Wang Bo nodded.

The faces of the marines drinking changed. None of them had expected that a Supernova among pirates had come to this world before them, even to this very place.

But even more unexpected was that a tavern owner had defeated a vicious Supernova.

This world was indeed not so simple.

"Hina wants to ask, where is Eustass Kid now?"

"Taken away."

"By whom?"

"Triton."

"Triton? Who is that?"

"Not a person, a god. He is the son of Poseidon, the Sea King."

"Huh?" Hina almost thought she misheard. "Are you messing with me?"

"You're overthinking it." He didn't have the spare time to mess with a woman.

"I'm overthinking it." Hina frowned involuntarily and slapped the bar counter, saying loudly, "How can there be gods in this world?"

But the next second, a cold voice came from outside the bar.

"How bold, to deny the existence of gods."

Hina turned her head to look at the door.

Milo strode in first, pushing open the door, and fixed his gaze on Hina. "Is it you, the blasphemer who denies the gods? I cannot pretend I didn't hear those words just now."

She had just returned from outside when she heard someone shouting that there could be no gods in this world. It nearly made her explode with rage. Such an insolent, unreasonable person—she had to give her an unforgettable punishment.