Little Goku's Great Adventure Starting from One Piece

Chapter 276 Distinguished Guests and Devastating News

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Rab floated on the sea surface; the wound on his head had already scabbed over, and there were no new injuries.

Its large eyes stared unblinkingly at the waterway descending from the inverted mountain, thinking to itself:

Has Wukong found his companions yet? When will he be able to see them?

Suddenly, as if sensing something, it turned its body slightly and looked to the side and behind it.

Then it saw a ship, and at the bow of the ship, a skull with tears streaming down its face.

Fishman Island is a very friendly country, but it has suffered too much malice from humans, so much so that even though the people of this country yearn for everything on land, they dare not come to the surface of the sea and can only hide deep in the seabed, thus accumulating a lot of hatred.

After learning all this from Namuer, Wukong and the others felt very heavy-hearted.

Nami finally understood why Arlong and his gang harbored such malice towards humans. Although she certainly couldn't forgive their actions, it didn't stop her from feeling a sliver of pity for them.

At the same time, she also felt disgusted by those humans who committed all sorts of evil deeds and enslaved others.

This world could be so beautiful, but because of the existence of all sorts of evil people, many innocent people who just want to live a good life are constantly being harmed.

"Those people are awful! If I ever run into them, I'll definitely teach them a lesson!"

Wukong was indignant.

He didn't have many thoughts. After hearing about these things, he only had one thought: if he ever encountered those despicable guys who kidnapped people and sold them as slaves, he would definitely beat them up with his own fists.

"If anyone dares to hurt the cute mermaid girl, I will never forgive them!" Sanji snorted, his body brimming with primal power.

Robin also sympathized with the experiences on Mermaid Island, but she also noticed another point.

"You just said that Fishman Island is under the protection of the Whitebeard Pirates?" she asked Namur.

Namur nodded, a look of gratitude in his eyes: "That's right, it was Father who protected my hometown and kept it from the harm of pirates. I have always been grateful to Father for this."

He exhaled and continued, "Dad, or rather the Whitebeard Pirates, are now one of the few humans who aren't ostracized by Fishman Island, so you don't need to worry too much about being hated. After all, Goku helped us a lot before."

He hesitated for a moment, then added, "Well, at least as far as royalty is concerned, they would definitely welcome you."

The royal family leads the entire Fishman Island. To the royal family, the Whitebeard Pirates are definitely their great benefactors. Goku, who helped the Whitebeard Pirates and allowed them to continue to protect them, also owes them a debt of gratitude. Therefore, Goku and his crew will definitely be welcomed.

However, for the common people, especially those whose hearts are filled with hatred and who also hate the Whitebeard Pirates who protect them, Goku and his companions certainly wouldn't receive a good attitude, which is why Namuer made this addition.

He thought to himself that once they arrived at Fishman Island, he would take Goku and the others directly to the Dragon Palace, and then King Neptune would arrange everything, so that Goku and the others would not encounter any unfriendly things.

Swept along by the ocean currents, the Dream Chaser continued its journey towards the seabed. After an unknown period of darkness, as the Dream Chaser broke through the sea ridge and made a turn, Wukong and his companions suddenly spotted a light in the distance.

"Is that Fishman Island...?"

As the light gradually magnified before their eyes, Goku, Nami, and the others all gaped open, staring blankly at the scene before them.

Then a giant bubble appeared in their field of vision. The clear sunlight shone on the bubble, making the bubble membrane refract a colorful halo. Coral reefs stretched out in the light and shadow, schools of fish surrounded it, and a huge sea king peeked out from the shadows.

Inside the bubble is a beautiful, enormous island, with a giant tree soaring into the sky in the center, stretching as far as the eye can see. The island is filled with houses shaped like seashells and coral reefs, all brightly colored and arranged in a pleasing, staggered pattern.

Everything was like a fairytale world underwater.

"So beautiful."

Wukong and his friends stared blankly at the scene, stunned by the dreamlike beauty before them, unable to recover for a long time.

"I'm back."

Namuer stared blankly at his hometown, which he hadn't returned to for over a decade, unable to utter a single word.

"Captain, which way do we go in?"

A voice pulled Namur back from his reverie.

The speaker was Scolari, one of his players.

Scolari was an unremarkable-looking man, as taciturn as Namur, so he had barely spoken on the way here, and only now had he finally spoken.

After regaining his senses, Namur immediately understood why Scolari had asked that question, because the Dream Chaser had already reached Fishman Island, but there was no door to enter the island in front of him.

"We need to go to the right; the entrance is over there," Namur pointed in a direction.

Nami and the others had also come to their senses and, upon hearing the instructions, quickly turned the ship around.

Soon, a huge golden gate came into view. On both sides of the gate, guards in armor and holding long spears stood solemnly, as straight as pines.

"Stop! Who are you?"

When they saw Wukong and his crew's ship heading towards the gate, a guard stepped forward and raised his hand to stop them from going any further.

At the same time, the guards behind him also looked over, appearing vigilant.

"I am Namur, do you recognize me?"

At this moment, Namuer naturally stepped forward without hesitation.

"I don't know him."

The guard looked at Namur carefully for a few moments, then shook his head.

Although he didn't recognize him, the wariness on his face was noticeably lessened, because Namur was clearly from their country, or even if he wasn't from their country, he was from the same race as them.

Namur wasn't too surprised that the guard captain didn't recognize him. He wasn't famous on Mermaid Island, and even after becoming a captain of the Whitebeard Pirates, the people here probably didn't know him. So he just asked casually.

Since the other party doesn't recognize him, he should introduce himself.

"I am the captain of the 8th Division of the Whitebeard Pirates. On board are Son Goku and his crew, oh, and one of my subordinates."

He stated his identity without any expression.

The guard captain was visibly taken aback upon hearing this, then cautiously asked, "You, no, you, you're a member of the Whitebeard Pirates?"

"right."

"Do you have any Whitebeard Pirates tattoos on your body?"

It is common knowledge that after joining the Whitebeard Pirates, each member will have a tattoo that is unique to the Whitebeard Pirates, so the Captain wants to use this to confirm Namur's identity.

Namur didn't answer, but simply took off his clothes, revealing a cross-shaped tattoo with a crescent-shaped beard on his chest.

Upon seeing the tattoo, the guard captain had no more doubts and his expression immediately became serious: "Excuse me, Lord Muir, please come in. I will report your arrival to the Dragon Palace immediately, and I believe His Majesty the King will warmly welcome you."

With a wave of his hand, the guards blocking the entrance immediately made way for Wukong and his crew's ship to pass.

As for the other people on the ship, there was no need to verify their identities; that's the influence the Whitebeard Pirates wielded here.

Of course, after Goku and his crew's ship entered Fishman Island, the Chief Guard finally realized something he had previously overlooked.

"Hmm? Sun Wukong? Is that the name Lord Muir mentioned just now?"

"It was really easy to get in."

Although Nami already knew that the Whitebeard Pirates were protecting this place, the guards' obvious change in attitude just now still made her realize the Whitebeard Pirates' influence on this area.

"See that? That tallest building over there is the Dragon Palace, where the royal family lives."

After mooring the Dream Chaser at a docking point for foreign ships, Namur pointed to a magnificent city in the distance, enveloped in a giant bubble, and said.

"We'll wait here for a while until His Majesty the King sends someone to fetch us."

After Namur finished speaking, he looked away and stared intently in a certain direction.

Goku and Nami were much more active, looking around curiously, finding everything there incredibly novel.

"Where are the mermaid sisters! Where are they!" Sanji was anxiously searching for the mermaid beauties that kept him up at night, but unfortunately he couldn't find them no matter how hard he looked.

Before long, a giant sea beast flew out of the Dragon Palace and arrived at Wukong and his companions at an extremely fast speed.

"Namuar! You've finally come back!"

A palace was carried on the back of the sea monster, while a huge figure over ten meters tall stood atop its head.

He held a golden scepter in his arms, wore a golden crown on his head, and had a striking thick orange beard and hair.

But the most eye-catching part is not this, but his huge blue fish tail, which is clearly different from that of humans.

He is Neptune, the current king of the Dragon Palace Kingdom on Fishman Island.

"Your Majesty," Namur nodded slightly.

"You're still as taciturn as ever. I thought you'd have a lot to say to me when we met," Neptune said in a booming voice.

Then his gaze shifted to Wukong and the others who were looking at him curiously, and after scanning around, it settled on Wukong.

"Sun Wukong, you've finally arrived! I've been waiting for you for so long!"

"Huh?" Wukong blinked in confusion.

Do you recognize me?

Neptune laughed loudly: "Hahahaha! Who in the whole world doesn't know you now, Sun Wukong? Do you still think you're some nobody?"

"I knew about you when you were fighting the Celestial Dragons, but it was when you caused a ruckus at Marineford that I became interested in meeting you."

Neptune gave a brief explanation, then waved his hand and said, "Alright! This isn't the right place for conversation. I now cordially invite you to my Dragon Palace. Please come on up, Sun Wukong, and your companions too."

After saying that, he looked at Namur and said, "Namur, you should come too."

However, Namur shook his head: "I'm sorry, Your Majesty, I want to go back to where I used to live first. Let Scolari go with you; he's one of my teammates."

Neptune looked at him and nodded: "It's good to go back and take a look. Then come to my place again tonight. I'll be hosting a grand banquet in the Dragon Palace tonight."

"it is good."

That Muir spoke succinctly, nodded slightly, and then nodded to Wukong and the others before getting into a fish taxi that was picking up passengers nearby and quickly leaving the area.

Meanwhile, Goku, Nami, and the others boarded the sea monster's back at Neptune's enthusiastic invitation and headed towards the Dragon Palace.

Shell Town, located northwest of Mermaid Island, is where Namur grew up.

The houses here are all shaped like seashells, some white and lustrous like jade, others deep blue like the heart of the ocean, and still others dazzling in gold. These seashell houses of various colors create a unique landscape here.

A fish taxi drove up from a distance and stopped at the entrance of town.

Namur left a Bailey in the car and slowly got out.

He stood at the entrance of the town, staring intently at the shell town.

After an unknown amount of time, he slowly exhaled and a smile appeared on his lips.

Shell Town, I'm back.

Xili, Afei, Geli, Uncle Maikou, Aunt Jieli, how are you all?

With a lightness of mind that he hadn't felt in a long time, Namuer finally stepped into his hometown.

Everything in Shell Town was still the same as it had been more than ten years ago, with basically no changes. As Muir looked at the familiar places, he seemed to see scenes of himself living here as a child, and the smile on his lips became even more pronounced.

What puzzled him was that Shell Town seemed rather deserted today. In his memory, there should have been quite a few people strolling around the streets of Shell Town at this time.

But now the streets are deserted, and there is no sound at all.

Although Namuer was a little puzzled and confused, he didn't think too much about it. Maybe the people here had gone to a gathering. You know, the people here often go to gatherings in groups, and the leader is Uncle Mack. I wonder if Uncle Mack is still the leader after all these years.

It's alright if Uncle Mack is away leading a group to a gathering; Aunt Jelly usually stays at her clothing store, so he can go find Aunt Jelly first and then wait for Uncle Mack and his childhood friends to return.

While thinking, he continued walking towards the clothing store.

After a while, when the clothing store came into view, he was suddenly stunned because the store's doors were tightly shut!

"Auntie Jieli, it's me, Namuer. Are you here?"

Filled with doubt and confusion, Namur arrived at the clothing store and gently knocked on the door.

But no one responded.

He looked around, then moved a stepping stone in front of the door, dug into a dirt pit, and found a key.

That was Aunt Jieli's spare key, and he knew it perfectly well, as he was quite familiar with her.

He opened the door skillfully and called out softly, "Aunt Jieli?"

But the room remained quiet.

Namur went inside and, seeing the familiar furnishings that were exactly the same as they had been more than a decade ago, his nose twitched slightly.

He sat down on a small stool, his former personal chair, where he would sit quietly and watch Aunt Jieli make clothes for him.

His mind went blank as his memories wandered. He sat on the stool in a daze for a long time until all the images in his memory came to an end. Then he suddenly jolted back to his senses.

For some reason, he suddenly felt uneasy, so he stood up and went outside. He looked around and found that there was still no one on the street, which made his unease even stronger.

He wondered why he felt uneasy. After thinking about it for a long time, he realized it might be because Aunt Jieli didn't seem to be in the clothing store as he remembered.

He shook his head, closed and locked the clothing store, and then walked in another direction.

He planned to go to Uncle Mack's house to see him. Of course, there was a good chance he wouldn't be able to see Uncle Mack right now, but that didn't matter. His house was right next to Uncle Mack's, so he could go home first and wait for Uncle Mack and the others to return.

After walking a considerable distance down the street and then entering an alley and walking straight for a while, he suddenly heard a noisy commotion coming from not far away.

"Waaaaah! Michael, we, we will definitely find the murderer who killed you, waaaaah! Don't worry, go to heaven in peace."

boom!!!

In an instant, Muir was as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer, and he stood there dumbfounded.

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