"There's no time left, it seems we won't make it in time."

Arne sighed helplessly, understanding that the death toll from "Amber Lead Disease" was beginning to spread in the "White Town" of Frevans.

To prevent outsiders from speculating about the truth, the World Government will soon make the "White Town" of Flevans disappear completely, just like in the past.

Only after the outside world has completely forgotten the existence of the "White Town" Flevance will the World Government establish a new "White Town" Flevance to continue mining "Amber Lead".

As Yann fell into deep thought, his comrade, who was both a lieutenant in the 521st Naval Division and a member of the Revolutionary Army, quietly left.

"It seems too late to expect a cure for 'lead poisoning.' Are we just going to watch this generation of Flevans citizens die?"

However, the Revolutionary Army's strength is negligible compared to the World Government, and it simply does not have the potential to confront the World Government head-on.

Moreover, Yann recently saw a report in the corner of the newspaper about an "unknown infectious disease outbreak in Flevans," which is clearly a publicity stunt by the World Government to completely eliminate the "White Town" Flevans.

"boom!"

Yann slammed his fist on the table, his expression clearly one of frustration, and muttered to himself.

"This is extremely similar to the tragedy of Ohara's destruction. Despite all these efforts, is it still impossible to stop it?"

Completely lost in thought, Arn forgot about Robin's presence.

Just then, Robin had meticulously prepared dinner and was about to invite Arn to try it when she overheard this.

Robin's pupils once again reflected the unforgettable fire of Ohara and the countless shells raining down upon it.

Immediately, Robin left the castle and appeared outside, asking in a somewhat excited tone.

"Brother Yann, are you referring to... the tragedy of Ohara?"

Yaen rubbed his forehead, asking helplessly, "You...you heard everything?"

Robin nodded with an extremely complicated expression.

Yann sighed softly, then handed the information about the "White Town" of Frevans to Robin before speaking.

"In that case, take a look at this, and see if you can give me any suggestions."

[Chapter Sixty-One: An Important Treasure]

As Robin intently studied the information about the "White Town" of Flevance, Arn composed himself and began to attend to the remaining matters.

Other reports about the revolutionary army mostly concerned the progress of the various branches, strange sights and sounds in the North Sea, and the internal affairs and livelihoods of the various kingdoms.

Apart from Corazon's whereabouts, which he paid special attention to, Yann basically just skimmed through the rest of the information.

In fact, Dragon, who was chased around by the World Government back then, didn't have much energy to develop the Revolutionary Army. He was just looking for some like-minded partners during his escape.

At that time, at Yann's suggestion, the North Sea was designated as the birthplace of the Revolutionary Army, and Dragon only dispatched the small number of Revolutionary Army forces to the North Sea to cooperate in its development.

To Arn's disappointment, most of these combatants were only at the level of naval officers at the colonel level.

As for truly high-end combatants like "Tyrant" Bartholomew Kuma and "Ivankov" Ivankov, Dragon has not yet found them.

and so……

'That unreliable bastard, Dragon, six years have passed, and I wonder if he's managed to swindle a few truly reliable fighters besides creating babies.'

Yaen cursed inwardly, seething with resentment.

Although Yann had been living a pretty comfortable life for the past six years, he felt incredibly cheated whenever he thought about how Dorrag was busy having babies.

Immediately, Yann handed over all the intelligence about the Revolutionary Army to Kim before taking Lieutenant Hope's report to read.

Lieutenant Hope...you're diligent!

This week, he inspected four naval bases. Apart from the necessary resupply time, Lieutenant Hope was either on his way to inspect naval bases or already inspecting them.

Thanks to Ensign Hope's continuous efforts over the past six years, the atmosphere of the North Sea Navy has improved significantly, and the security situation in the entire North Sea has also improved considerably.

"Well done, Lieutenant Hope!"

Yarn gave a word of praise, then picked up his pen and began revising the report submitted by Lieutenant Hope, crossing out all the praise Lieutenant Hope had given him and the credit he was supposed to share.

After all, this report will need to be submitted to the Navy Headquarters, so it cannot be taken lightly and must be based on facts.

There is absolutely no credit for Terfim Yarn in this!

This is also one of the busiest tasks for Yaon each week as the North Sea Inspector: polishing Lieutenant Hope's report.

Robin, who had silently finished reading the information about the "White Town" of Flevance, had fallen silent.

Clearly, Robin also saw something similar to Ohara in it!

Without a doubt, the nation of "White Town" Flevans is irreversibly heading towards its demise, to perish from "Amber Lead Disease," and to fall at the hands of the World Government.

"How are you, Robin?"

Yan placed a cup of milk tea in front of Robin and asked, "Do you think there's any way to save Flevance?"

Robin glanced at the milk tea in front of her, then at the coffee in Arn's hands, and said, "Brother Arn, I drink coffee too."

“Minors are not allowed to drink coffee; it’s bad for their development,” Yann refused.

"So, Brother Yann wants me to develop properly?" Robin asked rhetorically.

……

Ya'en.

Sure enough, this half-mature little girl who has been wandering alone on the sea for six years knows everything!

Immediately, Yann gently tapped Robin's head and said, "Be serious!"

Robin pursed his lips, picked up his milk tea and took a sip. The sorrow in his dark blue eyes dissipated considerably before he continued.

"It's clear that Brother Yann foresaw Flevance's fate beforehand, so he made a lot of efforts."

"Yes, it's a pity they all failed," Yann said helplessly.

"Frevans now faces two unavoidable problems. One is that Frevans has in fact been under the surveillance of the World Government, making it difficult to secretly protect Frevans."

Secondly, there is currently no cure for 'Amber Lead Disease,' and a cure is nowhere in sight. The only known effective method is the power of the Ope Ope no Mi (Operation Fruit), but even that has yet to be found.

"And as the 'Amber Lead Disease' caused by the accumulation of toxins began to break out on a large scale, the World Government, in order to cover up this fact, will definitely wipe Flevance off the sea completely, just like it did with Ohara."

This conclusion was drawn by Yann based on his memories from his previous life, as well as on the intelligence gathered by the Revolutionary Army.

The only uncertainty is when the World Government will take action.

Robin took another sip of milk tea, savoring its warmth, and then spoke up. "Perhaps, Brother Arn could try to secretly send me to Flevance."

"Huh?" Yann looked at Robin with some confusion.

As Robin crossed his arms in front of his chest like a flower petal, countless eyes suddenly appeared in the office.

“The power that saved me back then is now the time to use it to save others from similar tragedies.”

Almost instinctively, Yann wanted to reject Robin's suggestion.

After all, Robin was just a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl, and she had already experienced the tragedy of Ohara. To put her back into a similar nightmare would be nothing short of torture.

However, looking at Robin's unwavering gaze, Yann couldn't bring himself to refuse, so he asked instead.

"So, Robin, do you want to use the power of the 'Cursed Eye Sangha' and the 'Hana Hana no Mi' to control a large number of enemies and secretly save the people of Flevans?"

Robin nodded and said firmly.

"That's right. There may not be a specific medicine or Devil Fruit to cure 'Amber Lead Disease' yet, but as long as people are alive, there is still hope."

After hesitating for a long time, Yann shook his head.

Seeing this, Robin continued, "Brother Arn, this is a decision I made based on my own will, and I hope you won't stop me."

"No, I mean..."

Yann smiled, ruffled Robin's hair, and said, "You are an important treasure; I can't allow you to go on an adventure in Flevance alone."

After a pause, Yann met Robin's gaze and said, "I'll come with you, to keep you company."

treasure? !

An important treasure?!

Robin's eyes widened instantly, his expression one of disbelief.

Meanwhile, Yann had already turned around and was preparing to depart for Frevans, after all, he was unsure just how strong the World Government spies in Frevans really were.

It was impossible for Yann to allow Robin, who was only thirteen or fourteen years old, to go on an adventure alone. Otherwise, if something happened to Robin, who was a treasure to the Revolutionary Army, it would be too late to regret it.

[Chapter 62. Naval Base 741]

Therefore, as a precaution, one must be fully prepared before traveling to the "white town" of Flevans.

First and foremost, the most important thing is to have an excuse to go to the "white town" of Flevance!

Yann spent six years in the North Blue, and basically never left the waters where the 521 Naval Base was located. So, in order to avoid arousing suspicion from the World Government, Yann needed an excuse.

Soon, under Yann's arrangement, a navy officer from the naval base near the "white town" of Frevans secretly left and "coincidentally" boarded a merchant ship bound for the town of naval base 521.

After a period of sailing, the ragged sailor arrived at the gate of Naval Base 521, knelt down, and cried out loudly.

"Your Excellency, I beg you to avenge me! I want to file a formal complaint against the commander of Naval Base 741!"

Soon, the news reached Arn's ears, and Arn, as the Inspector General of the North Sea, publicly inquired about the reason.

"My lord, I was just a lowly soldier at the 741 Naval Base. I held a humble position but had dreams. I had a house, land, and a virtuous wife. But who knew that the base commander would be so tyrannical and ruthless, seizing my house and taking my wife away..."

In front of a large number of civilians and naval soldiers, the naval officer tearfully recounted his tragic experience and the various misdeeds of the commander of Naval Base 741, which greatly angered the North Sea Inspectorate, who has always cared for civilians, upheld justice, and been loyal to his duties.

"Someone, prepare the warships. I want to go to Naval Base 741 for inspection in person."

Ya'en immediately announced the news, which drew even more reverence from the surrounding commoners, who cheered in unison.

However, after turning around, Yann's expression darkened slightly, and he asked the naval lieutenant next to him, who was also a revolutionary army comrade.

"Who wrote the script? It's utter nonsense."

"This……"

The naval lieutenant lowered his head slightly, looking a little embarrassed, and replied, "Lord Arne, this is a little tune I sometimes hear you sing, which I adapted."

……

Ya'en.

These words left Ya'en speechless, and he could only reprimand her with a slightly embarrassed expression.

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