The westernmost end of the vast Atlantis continent is connected to the sea, and there are islands and reefs scattered here. The largest island in the west is called "Koroga Island". Standing on the edge of the continent, it looks like a huge starfish floating on the sea. This island is only 300 meters away from the Atlantis continent. On maps everywhere, this small island belongs to the mainland, but the islanders on the island do not seem to have the concept of so-called "motherland" and "originality".

The island of Kroja is almost an independent island. There are docks on the island near the sea, and ships passing by everywhere often anchor here. Therefore, some strange people often appear here, pirates who make a living by looting, merchants who sell goods from all over the country, and even officers of the Irish Navy fleet often have a few drinks in the tavern next to the dock.

Because there are often evil people here, the island has developed a strong folk custom over time. The men on the island are as strong as cows, and often show their muscles naked like those pirates. One is to attract beautiful and sexy girls near the tavern, and the other is to shock the fierce pirates.

Walking along the pier two hundred meters, there is a tavern. This tavern is a gathering place for pirates. When the fierce and fierce pirates go shore, they must drink a few glasses of wine, and then find a few coquettish and beautiful women to shoot two shots to vent. Therefore, of course, sexy drink-accompaniment girls are indispensable in the tavern.

Most of the people who have come to this tavern have heard of the hostess of this tavern, Mrs. Olis. People on the island say that Mrs. Olis is the most beautiful flower on Korocia. As long as Mrs. Olis says that the men stronger than bears on the island will definitely fight for her with red eyes. When they say this, most of the islanders will sigh, but unfortunately Mrs. Olis already has a son.

Moreover, the little bastard in Oris's family is far more terrifying than those strong men.

Walking westward, the tavern is a narrow mud path, which can only accommodate three people side by side. On both sides are green trees and ancient. Originally, this was a very artistic picture, but a square wooden house suddenly appeared less than 300 meters away. This feeling was as uncomfortable as a good scroll was suddenly cut from it, but no one on the island had any objections to this wooden house.

At noon, the sun was hanging from the sky, and the sun shone down through the gaps of the trees, and a brisk sound came from the front of the wooden house.

On the wooden stairs at the door of the wooden hut sat a boy in blue silk cloth. He had a very special face. People on the island said that this was the most fearful face. Although his facial features were not ugly, even very pleasing to the eye, it was a headache to match his always smiling expression and eyes that could see through everything.

His name is also very special. Roger, on this small island that is commonly known as "Kain", "Rachel", "Marx" and others, his people are so out of place. As for why Mrs. Olis's son is called Roger, it is also the most curious puzzle for the islanders to date.

"Click", "Click",

Roger carved the wood carving in his hand, and the golden knife in his hand slowly cut the wood scalp. The wood chips fell neatly and orderly at his feet, and the shape of a wooden hand gradually took shape.

When carving, his eyes did not let go of the people on the roadside, or, it should be said, he was always observing every pedestrian passing by.

The young woman holding the laundry bucket lowered her head and staggered past the mud path. She was the old neighbor Aunt Ruisi, who was inadvertently turning her eyes to her.

"Aunt Ruisi...",

"ah--",

"Ahhhh--"

The woman who was slightly obese when she heard his voice raised her head. When she saw that it was this little bastard, she screamed and ran away. It was hard to imagine that this woman in her forties was afraid of this little ghost with no hair. Two sneaky passers-by who came from the mud road to the west looked at Roger with a "huh".

"hey-hey....",

Roger let out a sinister laugh, lowered his head and took out a golden gold coin from his arms. He bounced his fingers and shot the gold coin up and flew hundreds of times. Roger reached out his hand upwards like lightning to grab the gold coin. He pinched the gold coin with his thumb and ten fingers, and looked out along the gap between the fingers and the gold coin. He happened to see the shirtless Uncle Kaitu. Kaitu was a hunter living on the mountain, carrying a deer on his shoulder. It seemed that he had just returned from hunting and was about to send the deer to the tavern to sell it alive for a large amount of fine wine.

But when Kaitu, who was tall and like a bullfight, couldn't help swallowing and his throat moved when he saw Roger.

"Long time no see, Uncle Kaitu...",

"Ahhhh, I don't listen, I don't listen, I don't listen," Kaitu suddenly threw down the deer on his shoulder and covered his ears and shouted loudly. Until he was sure that Roger stopped talking, he lay on the ground and wriggled like paramecium: "Auntie Roger, Roger's little ancestor, please don't say anything. Uncle just wants to use this deer to go to the tavern to exchange for a few silver coins, and don't want to cause more trouble."

Roger played with the golden knife in his hand and said, "Oh, what is the uncle saying? Just try to change silver coins and find me. That worn-out pipe was opened by the Queen, and it will be inherited by me, Roger, in the future. I can still do the trick of changing gold coins. But Uncle Kaitu, look at your clothes..."

"Ahhhhh, I dare not bother Lord Roger, I will go to the tavern to find Miss Mei Qian, ahhhhhhhh——"

The bull-fighting hunter screamed and carried the dead deer and ran all the way, quickly disappearing on the mud path.

The woman was holding a small washing bucket at first, and the strong hunters were all scared by the boy who was still young, and the two pedestrians were almost stunned.

"What's weird about this little damn head?"

The person who spoke was a thin man, skinny and bone-skinned, with sunken cheeks, but his eyes were so terrible.

He heard him speak with a fat man. A scar on his face extends from his forehead to his mouth. He looks very fierce. The two of them have walked over and walked back and hid behind the big tree diagonally opposite the wooden house and looked at Roger secretly. Five hours passed by. The passers-by were scared to death without exception when the "little head" made a sound. They ran away quickly, as if they were avoiding the plague god.

Seeing that the sun had already set in the sky, the dimness covered the earth, the little ghost named Roger was still sitting on the steps at the door, and there were no pedestrians on the mud road, and noisy shouts came from the tavern, as if no one was paying attention to this place, the thin man said, "The islanders seemed to be afraid of him talking."

"Hmph, it seems that he is a wise little devil, so he cut his tongue. The pirate in the tavern said that the ** named Olis lived in this broken wooden house. It would be impossible to sell it at a sky-high price as they said. On the sea, there are some gold-tooth bosses who are in the door." The fierce fat man quietly pulled out the machete on his waist.

The thin man said, "Are we too blatant to this? It's nearly four hundred meters away from our boat, and the men on this island are all as fierce as bears..."

"Jin, I'm ten times more fierce than the fiercest bear on this island. Do you understand? Do as I say?" The fat man grabbed the thin man's neck and scared him to tremble. Seeing that he nodded quickly, he let go of his hand and took out the sack he had prepared long ago and put it behind him. The two of them sneaked around the woods.

Roger, who had been peeling wood when they left the tree, also raised his eyes and a sinister smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"hey-hey...."
Chapter completed!