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Somewhere in the grandline, there were many crows which flew high up in the sky at a moderate speed. Each time they flap there wings the eleven or so glide through the air in disunity aND as this happens, light rushed sound was given off. They move their yellowed iris eyes which was at the side to look all about in robotic format.
The chirping that came from their beaks were also in disharmony but what made it worse is the horrible coarse melody that comes from their voice boxes. Also, in spit of them being way up in the sky, their terrible singing fluctuate hundreds of miles along the sea.
This is possible because of where they flew absolutely had no wind blowing at all and even if its really blowing it was at extremely low region. With that being said they were the only real source of noise in the entire opening area. While later, the flapped passed the sky revealing its scenery, however what is noticeable is that there was no sunny weather, no overcast climate, no bleakly day.
Completely none of the above, the sky which stretched far and wide, was totally covered in a red colour, that was all there was too it, however still more. Just looking at the deep colour schemes of red many different types of feeling could be brought out. A section were the dark red colour was more abundant would let one bring about a emotion of explicit danger.
Looking deep at the crimson red colour of the sky, blood, the shedding of numerous about of individual's blood that seemed like a war of just swords master with side having have a troop of fifty thousands well armored veteran elites. The war began and the battle ended with both sides dead and all their leaked blood sum up creating a ever flowing stream of this substance which is thicker than molten magma.
The light red areas, makes many reflect on the many sorrow, trails and tribulations, mountains and hills you have to climb and the sweat you released after dong this was no longer of normal precipitation but sweat of blood. Over that was the lonely stratus clouds which pass by at a lazy and lifeless way. This along with the windless atmosphere unknowingly radiated a cold, silent and creepy vibe right throughout.
Moving down, the sea below was not like the normal water either, it was also ocean baptized in a red colour. Only despite the fact that, there were waves which moved up and down in a very slow and unharmed fashion. However, the whole sea looked as if the angels and demons which were fighting in the void for many years, blood dripped onto this mortal world creating this crimson coloured sea.
With the winds having no movement and the scene being reflected at the ocean now, some red damped ocean water noised could be heard as the waves 'wave at each other' and collide into one another. In this water, sea creature which had of shark fish would timely appear from the surface of the ocean. Then when it goes back down, the vision of an eye can infer that, the body of this shark head creature had lower body of something like an eel.
Which was really weird, and it was not such one, the were many of time moving up and down in accordance in the red sea. Right where they moved along in their U formation , the speed which they went along was not maybe not the same but somewhat of that level with the ship which moves in this sea.
On this ship, there was a constant tap, or knocking sound which strugglingly balanced out the utter silence atmosphere. Laffitte's whose figure was masked in a dark colour, was resting in a chair with his black hat covering his face. However, the almost never faded a smiling mouth on his pale skin was still seen. On the ship wheel, their his long legs rested, slightly moving it from left to right.
Straight above him, on the dark tone railing of the second floor balcony, there Enel sat soundlessly with crossed legs. Under the kind off seeable dark statue, his eyes were closed and his head hanged a little low. Inferring from this it seemed like he was 'sleeping' with his golden staff which sparkled a faint golden light rested on his left shoulder.
Down on the deck, opposite to each other, the dark figures of Joshua and Motoa sat on the well polished and stoned tabled playing chess. There whole body my be three quarters enveloped in darkness but the the black light from Joshua's eyes and the navy blue glint from Motoa eyes could still be seen.
However, this was not the real source of the tapping which continue to disrupt the peace. Further behind them, there the fruits trees and shrubs were stationed, under it was shuddered in complete darkness and the silence which comes from it would make on think noone could be there.
But this is not so, closer and closer , there was still no movement in the shadows of the trees until distance was around 5ft. A pair of eyes slowly opened revealing a red coloured iris which looked the same way as the blood sky and the sea. This is where Guzen was located on the ship.
Moving over to the forefront of the ship, there Nixon stood drinking some hot coffee. He placed it down then, aligned his had at where both left and right parts of the ship attach then knock his hammer there at a slow place. This beating was right on point to the sound which disturbed this silence.
With all that is given, just like how the surrounding area was, so everyone was basically in tune with this slow, steady and chilly air. Then out of nowhere, Laffitte took his feet from of the ship's wheel then got up.
"Our bounties are out."
He walked to the center of deck with his cane tapping the floor periodically, out of nowhere he carried a stack of brown papers in his left hand. When this was said all movements stop and those who had their eyes closed open them. Then all 5 pairs of different coloured eyes slowly looked on the figure who is provoking the stillness.
"My bounty rose to 80 million," Laffitte who was walking at turtle movement speed, racked through posters, found his reward poster then said lightly. His statement was so plain as paper making it hard to determine what he really thought of this. However, when he looked at a certain individual's poster his brows slightly deepen in the middle.
Then out of nowhere, the poster which he was looking on vanished in a blink of an eyelid.
"100 million, mine is over a 100 million," Guzen who has appeared silent as shadow, a short distance to the left of Laffitte laughed crazily as he crushed his reward poster. His bounty reaching over this mark is without anything surprise afterall, he personally killed two of the rear admirals. With that being said, he has basically become a supernova of the grandline seas.
Not pay attention to Guzen crazed moment, Laffitte looked on Joshua's reward poster then smilingly talked.
"Captain your bounty has increased to 300 million berries,"
"Eh,"
Joshua who has just lost the game of chest to Motoa answered in a very no care manner. Obviously there was no fluctuation when he heard his bounty increased to that height.
"The boss's bounty has should be the top grandline water's " Guzen who has just finished a round laughter said with a still grinning expression.
Joshua gave no comment in response, killing two vice admirals will cause his bounty to have a drastic increase.
"This old man has becoming a wanted person, a fugitive of the sea cough....cough," Motoa who has taken his reward poster and looked on it coughed a little more harshly then ever before when he saw this. However, his eyes sparked with a ray of light when he saw the epithet name they have given him.
"Ice Sorcerer," Nixon who has just finishing up some maintenance of the ship, took his poster and sat on one of the stone seats, supped his teas and then said. The bounty he just browsed over it and mainly focused on his name. However, one should know that even though Nixon did kill a rear admiral, he was really weak even weaker than the dead Cancer.
"Is something wrong with it," Motoa who has glanced at Nixon name asked in ver sickly manner. He himself thinks the name is quite befitting for him since ice is his devil fruit power.
He who was silently supping on his tea did seems to really have any complaint about the nickname, however...
"They should have given me something which went along with a tropical climate which would then be the same degree of my tea," Nixon replied without change in his tone.
Hearing this Motoa lightly shook his head, an reply of this should be what is expected of Nixon. After all, the man has an ice ability however he loves to drink a high degree warm or hot tea.
When everyone was listening to his small conversation, they heard a voice saying.
"H...ho...how dare they,"
"I almost forgot about him," Laffitte who has just felt a sheet of paper grabbed from his hands said smilingly as he tapped his left foot.
In a split millisecond, everyone knew who it was, and with the personality of such person seeing just a poster with his name written and a reward given for him. Its without a doubt he is about to explode.