Once the crew had cleaned up the bodies and thrown them off they all regrouped by the mast. Rustage was on his hands and knees wheezing and trying to steady his breathing. Stripes was on the floor next to him. Spending over four hours under the ocean had almost killed him.

"So, what's the next move?" Reagen asked as she moved toward the helm.

"Looking at these maps, there is an Island near here, we could reach it by nightfall if we sail now." Hiding responded as he read several pieces of paper he had found in the Captain's chambers.

"What's the name of the Island?" Reagen asked, as she took hold of the wheel.

"Siegel Island...That place is full of gambling dens, casinos and whore houses" Hiding said. The crew all liked the idea of being able to find information and perhaps taking it easy for a few days. Especially Tekking, who'd kill for a nice drink and a peaceful night.

"When we're there, we need to find out where the world noble is going to be for the feast. Kong never told us, so I guess we need to figure it out ourselves" Animak interjected. "An Island of Casinos filled with rich nobles would be a good place to figure it out, no?" The group all scoffed at the idea of having to work but nodded along with the statement.

The crew reached Siegel Island at around 9 pm at night. Everyone had crashed and fallen asleep so they were all refreshed and ready to go out. The crews were ordered to hide any marks of their Jolly rogers before they headed out. They decided to split off into two groups. Rustage and Roger would go to the richer districts to see what the nobles were gossiping about. Nux, Animak, Briggo and Tekking would go to the poor district and see if they could find out anything else.

The vibrant lights of the rich district were nasuaiating to Rustage. He was looking at the nice suits and vibrant dresses, fitted with fake smiles and piercing eyes. How he wished to kill them all. He had changed into a black suit along with Roger who both sought to fit in with the elites of the district. Their crews were well...trying. Jones was almost twelve feet tall so he stuck out like a sore thumb, Dana refused to change so she wore her usual grab, the fact she was perched on Jones's right shoulder didn't really help their case. Connor had compromised on a suit but would not leave even a single knife, so he made clicking noises when he walked due to the close proximity of the knives. Daisy really was trying though, with a purple dress that reached her knees and she tied up her hair. Roger's crew also looked weird. Hiding in public would not take his bag off and 2spooky refused to take off his goggles. Reagen did put on a blue dress. Though she had her four flintlock strapped onto her sides, not very discreetly either. King looked like a tired salary man. Shirt buttons undone, tie loosely hanging around his neck and shoes untied. Stripes had a cloak and hood on. A few people turned their heads,but most people were very drunk despite the earlyish hour so it wasn't as bad as it could have been. The crews entered into different casinos to search for anything valuable. Both captains gave hefty tips to the casino door men so that they would overlook their rowdy looking bunch. Rustage went to one of the poker tables, while his crew each went in their own direction. There he looked at the group around him. They were rather posh looking nobles, the crests on their lapels gave away that they were royalty. No that it mattered. The game was rather civil. The nobles bet millions of Berries a round while Rustage used his devil fruit ability to cheat and win every time. He didn't care if it looked like he was cheating, he was, and he had nothing to hide. Still he stayed vigilant. The noble right next to him looked like he was going to go off on a tantrum. So Rustage started changing everyone's cards, now the boy next to him was the only one winning. However it also looked like he was cheating. As the game went on, the noble boy won more and more. Men in black suits went to him, their faces skeptical and rather threatening. Before they could say anything, Rusatge interjected:

"Gentlemen, I believe that this dealer is up to something. He has dealt me and that good gentleman perfect hands for dozens of rounds while the rest of the table haven't even gotten a two of a kind." The men in suits looked at the dealer who was sweating a lot at this point. He had not been cheating but it was hard to deny that something was wrong and the only person who could control the group's cards was the dealer. The men grabbed the dealer by the shoulders and dragged him away.

"Thank you" The noble said, trying to hide how relieved he was from his face.

"No problem, you must be pretty important to be in a joint like this" Rustage answered

"Well, I am the second son of the Chrester Kingdom" He said, holding his head up high

"Second son? That's a shame, and here I thought that I was talking to someone important" Rustage mused as he stood up.

"How dare you? Who do you think you are?" He fumed, enrages with hurt pride.

"No one really. I'm just here looking for information. I'm a man you don't want to mess with" Rustage said, looking down on the noble.

"No, I am a man you do not want to cross with. I have connections with many powerful people."

"How good are they at hiding bodies?"

"What?"

"How good are they at hiding bodies?"

"Well umm they wouldn't really b-"

"I can guarantee you, that with myself at the wheel...They would never find your body." Rustage spoke with a cold glare and piercing eyes "A joke, your majesty"

"Oh...of course"

"Well, maybe you could tell me something about a certain man"

"Well maybe I could."

"His name is Cortez"

"The world noble, I think he'll be coming here in two weeks for a festival...Or maybe it was Shirlick Island"

"Do you know for certain?"

"N-n-no"

"Thank you, for the fun game that is." Rusatge walked away. Two potential Islands could be a problem. He would go and regroup with Roger after he found his crew. Rustage searched to find his crew. It wasn't very hard to find them. Jones and Dana were chugging drink after drink. Daisy was talking to a few rich men, seemingly oblivious to their lecherous gaze. Connor was walking along the slot machines and swiping money as casually as he could. Despite his skill he found little success due to the clinking of the knives in his suit. 'Ughhh, I wonder how Roger is doing', Rusatge thought.

Roger really should have known better than to bring Stripes into a casino. He was running around like a madman, stealing drinks and snacks from the other guests around them. Security had been called and despite the fact that Stripes stuck out the most in his cloak, they couldn't seem to catch him. King was really drunk, he had already been drunk before but after thirty minutes there he had downed five bottles of rum and two sake bottles. He was jovial and loud at the bar, talking to the patrons and joking with the bartender. 2spooky was talking to high end courtesans who were enjoying a night out. His sniper goggles garnered him weird looks, but his outgoing charm made the courtesans warm up to him. Hiding had figured out the pattern that slot machines worked on and was walking around the casino, cleaning the machines out according to the formula in his head. Security already had their eye on all of them. He walked over to 2spooky and smashed his head into the side of the machine he was sitting by.

"Spooky, what the fuck are you doing" Rusatge fumes as he kept an eye out for security.

"well...I'm talking to Shila and Rebecca here" 2spooky answered with an awkward chuckle. Roger's eyes pierced straight through him.

"Excuse me ladies, may I inquire you about a man named Cortez." Roger asked with a smile. They looked at each other and looked like they were going to stand up. Roger let go of 2spooky's head.

"Hey it's ok, you can tell me" He said, smiling and using his acid to burn through one of the machines. The sizzling was quiet, but just loud enough so the two courtesans could hear it. "Or rather, you better tell me"

"Uhh, well I don't know but Rebecca had a high ranking official for a client yesterday. She probably knows" The tall blond said, immediately leaving and not caring to turn around. The shorter brunette looked shocked at her friend's betrayal.

"What do you know?" Roger said

"Nothing really." She responded quickly, Roger activated his acid hands again.

"Are you sure?" he asked again.

"Well...some official guy was really drunk and was ranting about a man named cortez after his session ended."

"And what did he say?"

"Well, something about how Cortez was either coming here or to some other Island in the North. He said he had to discuss security and room accommodations with the owner of the Stella hotel and Casino"

"Is that right?"

"Yes"

"Anyone else know about this"

"Most of the courtesans know. We're leaving town when he comes. World nobles pay for their session and then take you with them to be slaves"

"Don't worry about it, do you have a mother?"

"Yeah, she lives in a house a few blocks from here"

"Call your friends and tell them to get out of the casinos tonight"

"Why?"

"You won't want to be here in a few hours." Roger didn't elaborate, but he gave her a few hundred thousand berries for her troubles and urged her to get out. Roger then gathered his crew and left.

Rustage and Roger met outside. Their crews were either really tipsy or upset about having to leave.

"So, what did you find?" Roger asked.

"He's coming here or to a place called Shirlick Island," Rustage answered.

"I know if he's coming here he's going to Stella, but they are still discussing things like security." Roger responded.

"Well, we can't risk him not being here and I don't want to halve our numbers sending a group to that other Island, I have an idea. First we need to wait for that Stella guy to show up." Rustage said. So the crew loitered around until around 11pm, a man walked up to the Stella hotel. He was fat and decked out in a white suit. His hand full of rings and a bottle of champagne in his hands. He walked in between two girls, both in short dresses and caked in makeup. He was balding and wore black dress shoes. Seeing his cue, Connor walked out. He swung his arm around the man, pretending to be drunk.

"Uncle, you bastard. Where the hell have you been" He slurred out. The man looked mad and was about to call for his men, but was stopped by the realization that there was a knife to his neck. The two girls he was with saw the knife as well. Connor shot them a look and they immediately ran away.

"No need to be subtle, Connor. This won't take long" Rusatge said. "Are you the owner of the Stella hotel?" Rustage asked. The man was now on his knees, looking up at Rustage. He looked furious but nodded.

"Do you have any idea who I- "

"Do you want to see a magic trick?" Rustage said. "After it's over we'll leave and make haste out of here." The man nodded again, probably waiting for a chance to call his army of goons after them. Rustage pulled out a deck of cards and pulled out thirteen cards, all different in terms of number. He instructed the noble to assign each card one of the hotels on the strip including his own and to put it back in the deck. Then he said he'd get his card and if he got it right. Then something special would happen to his hotel. Mr. Stella nodded and assigned the cards, not telling Rustage of course then put them back in the deck.

"Ok...is this your card?" Rustage asked, pulling out the three of clubs.

"No," the man said confidently.

"Oh shit, well let me try again" Rusatge dropped the card and one of the hotels exploded into a ball of fire and debris. Obviously a building full of playing cards would be a paradise for a man like Rustage. People started running out of all the casinos left and right. None bothering to stop and help Mr. Stella.

"Is this your card? Rustage asked pulling out the queen of spades

"N-no" sputtered out the noble. Rustage swore and then another Casino blew up. The buildings all matched the one the noble had matched up. Still they went through the deck.

"7 of hearts?"

"No." Boom!

"Jack of diamonds?"

"No." Boom!

"6 of spades?"

"No." Boom! They went through the deck until there was one card left

"Is this your card" Rusatge said, pulling out the King of clubs "By the way I'll know if you're lying to me"

"N-no" The noble sobbed out. Rusatage swore and blew up the last two remaining casinos, even though he only pulled out one card.

"Mr. Stella...I'm so embarrassed. To think I'd screw up the trick so bad. I will take my leave" Rustage and the rest of the pirates walked away. Rusatge took his deck and threw it up in the air.

"By the way, what was your card?" Rustage said not to turn around.

"The ace of diamonds" The noble sobbed, holding the card he had never put back in the deck in his hand.

"I know" Rusatge responded. The card in his hand glowed red and blew up Mr. Stella. Roger laughed at Rusatge's show. He really was quite the performer. 'Well at least we know they won't be coming here. I wonder what Nuxy and the others are up to.'