"Good and evil are clear, and act in moderation!"

"I am truly a righteous knight!"

The young reporter had come to Garen at some point and said in a tone full of respect:

"Hello, Lord Garen!"

He said the name he had heard from Nami before, and then introduced himself respectfully to Galen:

"I am Michael Wallace, a field reporter for the East China Sea Daily."

"Wallace..."

Garen said with a strange expression: "I heard it's a big news person."

Wallace's eyes lit up and said:

"Master Galen is indeed as keen as a wise man!"

"Reporting big news that shocked the world is the dream I have pursued for my life!"

Wallace spoke with sincere praise, which made Garen not know where to put his big face.

Wallace, who had not long lived for the rest of his life, had already sorted out his face that had been distorted by fright; although he was still stained with some dust and his short golden hair seemed a little messy, he still acted like an elegant elite gentleman.

Being sought after and complimented by such a guy is indeed a strange feeling.

But Wallace's praise is not over yet.

He looked at the corpses of the pirates hanging on the dock flagpole and said with some emotion:

"King Master, you are not only wise and powerful, but also treat money like dirt so much!"

"In order to intimidate those pirates, they are willing to give up such a generous reward."

"What?"

Nami, who had been secretly embarrassed and annoyed, had her eyes lit up. Her beautiful water-cut eyes burst out with golden light of money in an instant.

She heard a keyword from Wallace's admiration that touched the depths of her soul:

"Money? Where?"

Wallace pointed to the steel knife that had been hung with a flagpole over there and said casually:

"Miss, don't you know?"

"Take the head of the steel knife to get a bounty of ten million Baileys!"

"What? Ten million Baileys?"

This time Galen screamed in surprise.

Galen doesn't know how purchasing power the currency is.

But the amazing number of 10 million is sure to help him get rid of his lament of lamenting destiny of relying on the king's share of his stomach.

Nami and Galen looked at each other, and a silent consensus was instantly reached in the intersection of these eyes.

After a moment...

"Ahem..."

Galen walked forward and said to the middle-aged sheriff who was busy hanging his body:

"I thought about it, this place is still a public place for people to come and go..."

"The steel knife looks too ugly and can easily affect the cityscape."

"Put him down."

Another busy time...

Galen ran back with a steel knife that was dying with his eyes closed, and asked Wallace with excitement:

"Where to change this bounty?"

"Forehead..."

Wallace looked a little weird, but he answered seriously:

"Ten million Baileys are not a small amount, and they can only be exchanged for a certain scale of naval branches."

"Although there are also qualified naval branches nearby, considering the impact of all aspects..."

"I would recommend you sail for a while and go to Roger Town, where Naval Headquarters is stationed to exchange for bounty."

The town of Roger is a long journey, and when there is a naval base nearby, it doesn't seem like a wise choice to go there to redeem bounty.

But as a reporter who is familiar with the situation in the East China Sea, how could Wallace not know what the so-called naval branches in those places are?

Because the world government and the Navy headquarters have weak dominance over the grassroots, the local naval branches have actually become independent kingdoms of local naval generals. This is somewhat similar to the local garrison system of the Ming Dynasty.

With power and no supervision, nine of the ten local naval generals would fall into greedy, tyrannical and wanton local emperors.

Pirate hunters who are a little more experienced will not risk going to such black shops with naval signatures to exchange for bounties; otherwise, even if they are strong and not blackened, they may be labeled as attacking the navy by corrupt officers and forced to become pirates.

"Rog Town?"

Galen is not clear about the social background behind this, but is interested in this somewhat familiar name:

"Is it the one pirate who died?"

"It's that Roger Town!"

However, Nami quietly approached Garen and said with a smile:

"You don't know the route, do you?"

"Don't worry, I'm the best sailor in the East China Sea!"

As he said this, Miss Nami's eyes were staring at the body that Garen was holding.

Or, that ten million Bailey.

Nami smiled even more sincerely, and her big eyes were bent into two shallow crescent moons:

"If you hire me to lead the navigation, the price is very affordable..."

"Just four million, no... five million Baileys are fine!"

“…”

Garen turned his head silently: "I can't afford to hire, I don't have money!"

"I don't care!"

Nami didn't bother with the dirty and messy one after another. She grabbed the corner of the corpse of Steel Knife's clothes and said unyieldingly:

"I just made efforts, so I should share half of this money!"

"Split half of you?"

Garen retorted lightly:

"You're obviously just trying to increase the difficulty of the game for me..."

"you!"

Nami angrily swollen her cheeks into a round ping-pong ball.

She was really embarrassed to refute Garen in this regard.

However, after a few breaths, a little softness suddenly appeared in Nami's eyes.

Nami gently tickled her slightly messy short orange hair, showing off her plump body's feminine charm, and even her voice became soft and delicate:

"King Master, I am the 'Knight' you are pursuing..."

"Stop!"

"I'm not familiar with you!"

Galen, who has been tricked several times in succession, directly ignored Nami's acting skills:

"Besides, I can't even afford to eat, what's the use of asking for a wife?!"

Two greedy guys interacted...

Wallace looked at Garen even more strangely.

Between his slightly trembling facial muscles, there was a faint darkness of faith collapse.

"Ahem..."

Galen felt a little embarrassed to be seen.

He opened his eyes and started talking lies with a big face:

"Wallace..."

"Do you think I received this bounty because I was greedy for money and obsessed with enjoyment?"

"ah?"
To be continued...