Chapter 825

Even Joy Boy...

would pale in comparison!

The next day.

The fiery sun rose slowly.

A golden halo spilled down from the horizon.

Warmth flowed gently.

Morning.

The mist in the air gradually evaporated under the sunlight scattered across the sky.

East Sea.

Windmill Village.

From afar,

within Windmill Village, towering windmills spun freely in the light sea breeze, adding a charming scenic element to the village.

Due to yesterday's clash between Lu En and Red-Haired, the tavern operated by Machino met its fate of collapse and ruin.

This morning,

all the villagers of Windmill Village began busily assisting in the reconstruction of the tavern.

Every villager living here possessed a simple and kind nature.

After Machino's tavern collapsed,

since yesterday,

they had already begun planning

to rebuild a new tavern for Machino.

In response,

Machino naturally felt deep gratitude.

The villagers laughed heartily: "If your tavern is gone forever, where will we go to drink from now on? Are we supposed to travel all the way into town?"

"So..."

"Machino, you don't need to thank us."

"We're not just helping you—we're also ensuring we'll have a place to drink in the future."

Regarding this explanation,

Machino understood clearly in her heart.

It was merely a comforting lie the villagers told her, to spare her from added psychological burden.

She silently etched her gratitude deep within her heart.

She would forever remember the villagers' help, and repay them in time.

The tavern was slowly being rebuilt...

Villagers worked tirelessly.

Even the village elder had come early to oversee the work.

At 150, helping transport goods...

The scene was bustling and noisy.

Estimating roughly,

at least thirty strong male villagers.

Conservatively speaking...

Within ten days, the tavern would likely be fully rebuilt.

With many hands, tasks get done faster—efficiency naturally rises.

On the other side,

the Red-Haired Pirates had traveled a great distance to reach Windmill Village and temporarily announced their stay.

Why hadn't Red-Haired immediately set sail to return to the New World?

He naturally had his own plans.

Logically,

after delivering the Nika fruit to Little Lufei, his mission should have been complete.

Yet, he still did not leave Windmill Village lightly.

Clearly,

he was still preparing some plans!

Plans centered around Little Lufei!

After yesterday's conversation with Nageli, Red-Haired gradually realized something profoundly important.

That was...

he must become Little Lufei's guide!

To lead Little Lufei fully into this vast ocean!

To strengthen Little Lufei's resolve to become Pirate King.

For this purpose,

Red-Haired had to rack his brains and devise every possible method to guide Little Lufei.

In addition,

he must prevent Quan Mo Lu En from noticing.

Although, with his strength, he had no need to fear Lu En.

But if Lu En interfered…

Then.

The difficulty of completing his plan smoothly would skyrocket.

For example,

According to his original plan,

the Gura Gura fruit was specially prepared so that Little Lufei would swallow it by accident.

Unexpectedly,

a Fist Demon Lu En appeared midway through the plan.

And it created a massive crack and flaw in his scheme.

Ultimately—

it led to the Fist Demon Lu En intercepting the Gura Gura fruit from his hands and directly giving it to Little Lufei to eat.

All of this deviated from his originally formulated plan.

"If not for that day…"

"If the Fist Demon Lu En had chosen to give the Gura Gura fruit to Little Lufei."

"Even now, I might still mistakenly believe that this Fist Demon is the true Joy Boy!"

Thinking of this, Red Hair clenched his teeth in silent fury.

He, a mighty pirate of the New World, renowned far and wide…

Was fooled by a five-year-old brat?

How could he accept this!

"If I get the chance…"

"I'll make sure to teach that brat a harsh lesson."

Red Hair snorted coldly, making up his mind.

Next,

as he pondered his plan,

suddenly—

Tap-tap-tap!