All Straw Hat Bounties Novels & Stories

Carla froze for a moment, then quickly rushed downstairs to open the door. As expected, an elderly man with a refined aura stood outside, slowly shaking his head with a sigh. Carla stared at him in shock. The fortune teller walked inside and said, "Give me the straw." Amanda quickly handed it over. He took one look and said calmly, "The soul belonging to the long straw is no longer in that body. He may be dead, or he may be asleep. Either way, he is gone."

said Clifford, taking a puff of his cigarette. “It’s good that you do. I have a mission for you.” “What mission?” Clifford queried. Tyr remained silent for two seconds before he continued, “When you get back, immediately set a bounty on the dark web. 180 billion dollars for Dark Shura’s head.” Clifford and White-Eyed Ivory Dragon were taken aback by his words. “Are you pulling my leg, Boss? If I remember correctly, on the dark web, the current bounties set for Regal Palace are 6 billion for the eighteen generals, 18 billion for the Five Kings, and 48 billion for you.”

I opened it. BOUNTY ISSUED. TARGET: ABIGAIL [ALIAS: IVORY] STATUS: DEAD OR ALIVE VALUE: $1,000,000 My vision blurred. “What the fuck!” I whispered. “This woman is moving so fast.” A million dollars. That wasn’t just Georgina’s men. That was freelancers. Hunters. People who didn’t ask questions and didn’t hesitate. I didn’t finish packing. I dropped everything except the documents already in my hands and ran.

Since there were two men inside, she chose to lower her head because they started to stare at her, especially since she had a large bandage on her cheek. "Have you seen the new bounty that mercenaries are fussing over?" one of the men asked. "Ah, you mean that new hunt that Hyperion is hosting? Of course, I know it. It seems like he is starting to come out from his dormant phase again, huh. So, are you up for it?" the other one asked in return. "Of course, I have some free time this week so I might as well look into Shantala Arceo. The prize is a whopping half a billion bucks so this won't be an easy one."

But it was a starting point. “Height and build?” “Little more than average height. Maybe six feet. Strong but not bulky. Moved like a dancer or acrobat.” Still too vague, but enhanced abilities would leave other traces. “I’m assigning bounties,” I announced to the room. “Ten thousand for any enhanced fighter brought to me alive. Fifty thousand for the masked warrior specifically.” Excited murmurs ran through my lieutenants. That kind of money would motivate every thug and mercenary within a hundred miles.

"Haha! That's the crown princess for you—you're shrewd as they claim!" The chief laughed and glared at Caleb in turn. "We want Caleb Crawford's head! The Jormonts and Larvics have already posted a joint bounty on him worth a billion spirit stones. So just let us have him, and we can let bygones be bygones… how about that?" A bounty worth a billion spirit stones?! Now that was generosity! Even Caleb was so shocked he thought about cutting off his own head to get the bounty… only to remember he only had one head!

The usual suspects—Ordinary Joe, Little Miss Ran, Guller, and Lord Pearce, along with the leaderboard champ—were all lurking in silence; however, their gifts kept the virtual applause going. By now, Helma had a pretty good guess who these mystery viewers were. She was not about to spill the beans, though. Then, out of nowhere, the chat exploded with a mega-donation. [Strategist gifts Steady Hemmy a squadron of space knights.] These space knights were the latest craze, a flashy virtual gift that cost a small fortune. A single knight was pricey, but a full squadron? That was a cool five mil. Helma's eyes were glued to the screen. Who was this Strategist, dropping a fortune without so much as a

“Yes, they did. They’re going to declare a bounty on you ladies’ heads.” “A bounty on us?” Layla gasped as her eyes widened. ‘A bounty on me and Eleanor’s head! If I didn’t feel like a criminal before, Alaric’s words made me feel that one now. I can’t believe the parliamentarians actually put a bounty on our heads, but it would make sense since according to them we’re the most dangerous creatures alive.’ “A billion for anyone that can bring any of the Children of Iniquities, dead or alive. Ten billion if they can bring the two of you at once. Five hundred million for whoever can bring reliable information about the location of the rebels.”

"The bounty is a hundred fifty million, aimed at making you and your wife divorce and destroying your family." Mandy took out her phone, opened the platform for accepting tasks at the Global Trader, and handed it to Alexander. When Alexander looked at it, he saw an array of bizarre tasks, each more outrageous than the last. The sight dumbfounded him, and his lips twitched. Task number one was a bounty of 15 million to destroy Alexander's beloved car and spray insulting words on it. Photos were needed as proof. Task number two was a bounty of 80 million to torture and kill Susanne's cat, taping it in a video.

And since she has started, a bounty was placed on her head again and this time, it was increasing faster than the last one. “Mama,” Aiden called and Alessa looked at him. “Yes? What do you need?” she asked and he chuckled in response. Aria looked at him and joined him. “I don't get what is always so funny to you guys.” Alessa scoffed and they both laughed again. Alessa’s phone beeped and she picked it up. “Oh, come on.” she groaned loudly seeing that the bounty on her head was already at thirty million. “I didn't even do anything today,” she whined as she dropped her phone.