One Piece: From Picking Up Red Hair's Broken Arm

Chapter 127 Invitation Letter from the Seven Warlords of the Sea
Another Shichibukai has died?
The other four old men all turned pale.

The white-haired, long-bearded Elder Marcus Maz distributed the latest intelligence he had to the others. After they read it, the meeting room fell silent again.

After a long silence, the blond elder star said with a stern face:

"In any case, the Shichibukai system cannot be shaken because of this. The most urgent task now is to fill the vacancies."

The Five Elders in Kimono, Nasujuro, narrowed his eyes slightly: "What do you mean?"

"Instead of letting him continue to create chaos, we should try to win him over."

The blond Five Elders closed the document. "The Seven Warlords system was originally established to balance the power at sea."

"Since he was able to defeat Crocodile and Hanafuda in succession, proving his strength, he is among the top even among all the Seven Warlords of the Sea. If we could recruit him as a Seven Warlord, he would be a more useful pawn."

"This guy isn't going to give in so easily."

Satan frowned. "He has committed so many atrocities in just over a month. He must be an ambitious and arrogant man. The invitation to the Seven Warlords of the Sea is something that most pirates would be eager to obtain, but it probably doesn't hold much appeal for this person."

"That's precisely why control is even more necessary."

Nasujiro adjusted his glasses. "I agree with Satan's opinion. The situation in the New World is tense, and we need a naval admiral on standby. We also need a large number of troops on Enies Lobby before we can complete the reconstruction."

"The Navy Headquarters cannot fully suppress him in the short term, and letting him go will only make the situation more out of control. If we can restrain him with the position of Shichibukai, we can at least stabilize the situation temporarily."

“What if he refuses outright?” Satan asked coldly.

"Then let CP0 be deployed to fill the manpower gaps and cooperate in the cleanup."

Nasujiro said calmly:
"Even if we can't capture him, we must at least force him into the New World. We can't let him continue to run rampant in Paradise. Hanafuda is Kaido's friend. When the Beasts Pirates hear that he has appeared in the New World, they will definitely not let him go easily."

“That makes sense, then I second that.”

"I second that opinion."

"Seconded."

"Once the Seven Warlords of the Sea alliance is finalized, who should be sent to deliver the letter?"

"Let that guy go..."

Inside the meeting room, the lights flickered.

The five of them quickly reached a tacit consensus by exchanging words.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

at the same time.

Alabasta, a side hall of the royal palace.

"Uncle Cobra, thank you for your hospitality tonight."

"What's a mere banquet? We're the ones who should be thanking you."

Cobra leaned against the headboard, his voice weak, but his gaze toward Shano was sincere and earnest.
"If it weren't for your intervention, the tragedy at the mouth of the Santa Maria River would have been unavoidable. You saved those caravans and the people along the riverbank, and also preserved the dignity of our royal family."

"In addition, I would also like to thank everyone for Crocodile's matter."

Cobra gave a bitter smile. "That man was clearly plotting to overthrow the royal family, and I failed to notice..."

Ok?
Xia Nuo was somewhat surprised: "Uncle, you already knew?"

He hasn't even said a word yet.

To ensure that the claims were accurate, the Fallen One made a point of anchoring overnight at Rape Flower Port when it first arrived in Alabasta.

One reason was to return Binch. Yes, Robin's turtle was rented from a travel agency in this port city.

Secondly, Robin's private hideout is also located here, where some records of her communications with Crocodile are stored. If these records are retrieved and handed over to the royal family, they would be enough to expose Crocodile's true colors.

However, it now seems that it is no longer necessary to retrieve this evidence.

"Yes, Your Excellency Shano."

Cobra nodded slightly, a complex look flashing in his eyes, and sighed:
"Yes, in the past two days, the guards have searched the entire area around the capital and the area in the Rainlands where Crocodile was once active. They have discovered many hidden bases and various pieces of evidence... The true face of that man revealed there is simply chilling."

"If he hadn't been defeated by Lord Shano, the entire nation of Alabasta would probably have remained in the dark, with unimaginable consequences."

Oh, no wonder.

The King's Army is quite mobile.

Indeed, in Alabasta at present, the rebellion and civil war have not yet begun, and Kobra's control over the country is still at its peak.

Of course, if Crocodile were still alive, the things in these secret bases would never have been found by the guards; they would have been moved long ago if there had been any news.

Moreover, given his trust and affection for this "national hero," Cobra would never have considered searching the place.

But Crocodile died.

Moreover, his death was very sudden. When he went to Whiskey Peak to ambush himself, he probably thought it would be an easy victory and he would be back soon.

However, he never returned, leaving a large amount of evidence uncollected and eventually unearthed by the kingdom's guards.

"Therefore, Your Excellency Shano, you have saved our country from peril twice!"

"I will remember this kindness. From now on, you and your companions will be the eternal benefactors and close friends of the Kingdom of Alabasta."

Kobra solemnly raised his right hand to his chest, bowed slightly, and performed the highest-level royal courtesy, saying, "Whenever you need help, the entire nation of Alabasta will do everything in its power to assist you."

"You're too kind, uncle."

Xia Nuo smiled. "But speaking of which, there is something I'd like to discuss with you, Uncle."

"Please speak," Cobra said hastily.

Shano candidly said, "Before Crocodile died, he told me many things in order to beg me to spare his life, including... the Poneglyph that your royal family has always protected."

"Besides wanting to overthrow Alabasta and establish his ideal, Crocodile is probably most concerned about that stone, after all, it records the location of Pluto, the god of the underworld."

Cobra was slightly taken aback.

He subconsciously looked up, met the clear gaze of the black-haired boy, and nodded with a wry smile:

"That is indeed the case, and it's understandable that you're interested. However, I truly cannot take you to see that legendary ancient weapon, because the historical text only records its location; the true form of Hades is not..."

"Actually, it's not in Alabasta, but in Wano Country, which is under Kaido's control, right?"

"Yes……"

Cobra nodded subconsciously, then exclaimed in surprise, "Huh? How did you know?!"

This is a secret that the Nefit family has guarded for eight hundred years!
Robin, who had been listening quietly, finally couldn't help but turn his head and glance at Shano.

"Oh, actually, Kaido found Pluton a long time ago, otherwise he wouldn't have kept his headquarters there and lingered there, unwilling to leave."

Xia Nuo blinked, and said casually:
"This is what Hanafuda told me before he died, begging me to spare his life. After all, he was Kaido's good brother and had been to Wano Country."

This is of course a lie.

It's certain that Kaido already knows that Pluton is buried beneath Wano Country.

But no matter what, he would never easily tell Hanafuda, an outsider, and Hanafuda would certainly not tell him.

but……

Someone always has to take the blame.

Anyway, the dead can't talk, and he's been able to lie without batting an eye for years.

"Kaido already knows?"

Cobra's face turned deathly pale. He struggled to sit up, his voice trembling, "This... how could this happen..."

If Hades' true form has been found, then what is the point of the secret they have guarded for so long?

Shano shrugged:

"That's just how it is. In short, no one can say for sure when Hades' true form will appear in the future, or how long you guys can keep this secret. But if this stone stays in Alabasta, it will only continue to attract people who covet it and bring disaster to this country. Why not cut it off at the source and hand it over to me directly?"

"Ok?"

Cobra looked puzzled.

Ambitious individuals like Crocodile went to great lengths to find this historical text, driven by the information about Hades recorded within it.

But this Lord Xia Nuo already knew all about these secrets.

So what use is this historical text if it's just a stone?

“Because I have absolutely no interest in Hades. What I really want is the stone itself.” Xia Nuo seemed to see his confusion and laughed, “Uncle, don’t you think something that can exist for hundreds of years without being destroyed would be a great cultivation tool?”

"Cultivation equipment?"

Kobra looked completely stunned.

This was the first time he had ever heard anyone use this term to describe the main body of history.

But thinking about it, it seems to be true.

For a powerful being like him who is already infinitely close to the top of the ocean, even the thickest steel plate would probably not be enough for him. No wonder he would take a fancy to the main body of the historical text stele.

He lowered his head and pondered for a moment.

"I understand."

Cobra looked at Shano and said solemnly:
"If it truly helps your progress in strength, then please take it with you. This is certainly no way to repay your kindness, but it is the only thing I can do for you at the moment. If it really helps improve your strength, then that would be even better."

Before this meeting.

The black-haired boy in front of me has already proven his character through his actions.

The fact that we've had such an open and honest conversation with him now further confirms this point.

Otherwise, he could just rob it directly. He has already personally killed two terrifying Shichibukai. If he really wants to do something, who in the entire Alabasta capital can stop him?
He would be happy to help such a strong person become even stronger.

Some might even naively hope that there would be more and more powerful individuals like Xia Nuo.

It may not bring much change to this era, but... for the people struggling to survive in this chaotic and turbulent time, it is still a good thing.

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Half an hour later.

Inside the underground palace of the Funeral Hall.

In the dimly lit stone chamber, a huge, square stone tablet stood silently.

In the flickering firelight, the ancient characters on the stone tablet gleamed with a cold, metallic luster, as if telling the story of eight hundred years of vicissitudes.

Robin stood in front of the stone tablet, his fingertips gently tracing the familiar characters.

These words, which she had seen countless times in the Ohara documents, were now vividly presented before her eyes, giving her a sense of being in another world.

"The historical text..."

She murmured softly, her voice echoing in the empty stone chamber.

After more than a decade of relentless pursuit, has the first step been achieved so easily?
Although the historical information recorded above was mostly known from the conversation between the captain and Cobra, and it generally matched up...

but.

This is the original historical text.

So it's that easy to collect things like this?

The dream that was once buried deep in my heart, which I thought I could never hope to have in my lifetime, now seems not so far away.

She glanced at Xia Nuo across from her, then remained silent.

……

Xia Nuo was unaware of Robin's inner thoughts.

At this moment, he was standing on the other side, stroking the smooth, cool surface of the stone tablet with great interest.

The texture is completely new to me; the material is definitely unique!
Anyway, give it a try first.

He took two steps back, adjusted his breathing, clenched his fist, and Armament Haki instantly enveloped him before he unleashed a powerful punch!
boom--!
A dull thud echoed through the underground palace, causing the entire stone chamber to tremble violently and dust to fall in clumps.

However, the historical text remained unmoved, with not a single dent or crack appearing on its surface.

Hey!
Even though Xia Nuorao was mentally prepared, she couldn't help but be surprised.

His punch looked ordinary, but it was quite powerful, and he even used techniques to cause internal damage.

Even a thick steel plate would crack completely from the inside under this punch.

The results of it?
The Armament Haki surging from his fist was swallowed up instantly, like a mud ox entering the sea, without having any effect on the large rock.

Xia Nuo grinned.

This is great stuff!

This trip to the capital was definitely worthwhile!
A Hanafuda card that transforms into a Tyrannosaurus Rex is undoubtedly an excellent punching bag.

But compared to this historical text, it's utterly insignificant.

Clearly, this thing will be perfectly suited as a training tool for a long time to come, becoming an excellent tool for him to further enhance his Armament Haki and temper his physical body.

To think that it could be completely destroyed is wishful thinking; even Imra probably couldn't do it.

Otherwise, these historical texts scattered around the world would have been destroyed long ago.

But when he can leave a conspicuous mark on it, it will prove that his domineering aura and physical strength have undergone a transformation and reached a more terrifying level.

"Tsk." He suddenly sighed, rubbing his chin. "Such a good thing, how come I've never seen anyone else use it for good before?"

Let's leave aside the matter of spiritual practice for now.

Those strange Devil Fruit users, combined with the Poneglyphs, should have a lot of potential in actual combat, right?
Perhaps it's impossible to cut it or anything, but manipulating it as a weapon would feel really powerful.

Like the Golden Lion, if you prepare a few more Poneglyphs and have them floating around you, that would be the strongest armor, able to withstand any attack.

Even if Garp and Sengoku team up to punch you a few more times, what difference does it make if they break your defense?
Xia Nuo pondered for a moment.

If I were to improve my skills in the future and leave dents on it that are easy to grip, I could just swing it like a meteor hammer, which would seem pretty powerful.
But that's all for later.

The most important thing right now is to bring this thing back to the End of the World.

He crouched down, gripped the base of the stone tablet with both hands, and his muscles bulged.

"rise!"

With a low shout, he effortlessly lifted the entire massive historical text from its base and carried it on his shoulder.

Hmm, it's not very heavy, at least not as heavy as Hanafuda.

Although the distance from the capital to the riverbank was not short, a full hundred kilometers, with his physical strength, he could carry it all in one go without any problem.

"Let's go, Robin!"

Robin watched Shano carrying the stone tablet from behind, then looked back at the empty stone chamber, and suddenly shook his head and chuckled.

When Shano invited him aboard the ship from the turtle's back, he said that Shano was also very interested in the Poneglyphs and that the two shared the same goal.

She thought it was just a lie she made up to comfort herself.

Who would have thought that this statement would actually be true?

only……

However, Shano's focus on the Poneglyphs seems somewhat absurd, differing slightly from her own.

…………

Early next morning.

With Cobra personally seeing it off, the Fallen Ship left the heart of the kingdom and headed south towards the river mouth.

The two sides waved goodbye to each other. Vivi and Nami cried the most, waving their hands incessantly until their little faces were covered in tears.

"Nami! Remember to call me!"

"Okay! Take care of yourself too!"

The two little girls shouted loudly across the river, their voices lingering in the morning breeze for a long time.

Xia Nuo glanced at him sideways.

These two little ones slept together last night. I don't know what they talked about, but it seems their personalities are quite compatible.

They became best friends after knowing each other for less than two days, exchanged phone numbers, and agreed to keep in touch often.

Xia Nuo, the idol who was being pestered yesterday, was suddenly forgotten in a corner.

However, this was exactly what he wanted. Before the farewell was over, he happily took a cup of coffee that Robin had personally brewed and went straight into the training room.

(End of this chapter)