Pirates: Your emperor has returned!

"Oh!"

The fish-men stepped forward, along with some humans carrying weapons.

They growled, making up their minds.

Seeing this, the old man beside him was clearly taken aback, and waved his hands repeatedly, saying:

"No, no, no, it's just skipping work to be lazy, there's no need to go to such lengths..."

Unfortunately, because he was so guilty, he spoke very softly, and the excited fishmen didn't notice what the old man said.

As the naval warships gradually approached the coast, the people of the fishman village prepared to fight back, with the two sides about a hundred meters apart.

The next instant, a dark shadow rose from the deck of the warship and disappeared into the night.

Its speed was so fast that the fishmen stared wide-eyed.

It's impossible to see clearly!

Swish!

When the shadowy figure reappeared, the sharp blade in his hand was already pressed against Hoka's neck.

A man wearing a naval justice cloak stood there, his face cold.

"Move even a little, and your head will split off!"

A concise and to-the-point threat.

Wall immediately signaled everyone to stop, and a stalemate ensued.

At the same time, a small boat was launched from the naval warship, and several people boarded the boat and came ashore.

By the light of the campfire, everyone could see the group of people who had arrived.

Leading the group was an elderly woman with gray hair and a face full of wrinkles, but she did not look old at all. She was also wearing a cloak of justice.

The mother-in-law's sharp gaze fell on the old man.

The old man instantly broke out in a cold sweat, scratching his head and chuckling awkwardly, "Little He, let me explain..."

"We'll come up with an excuse later."

The old woman narrowed her eyes, turning her attention to the group of fishmen, and slowly said, "Aren't you curious why there's a fishman camp in the desert kingdom?"

Upon hearing this, the old man immediately realized what was going on.

"Oh yeah, that's so rare!"

"Sigh, what a slow-witted man."

The mother-in-law shook her head helplessly and gestured with her eyes.

Although it was dark, the old man noticed his wife's actions and glanced in the direction she indicated.

Immediately, his pupils contracted slightly.

He saw the outline of a mark that had been deliberately concealed beneath the cloak of one of the mermen.

Although only a blurry corner was visible, the knowledgeable old man was able to deduce its full appearance.

That is a mark called the Sky Soaring Dragon's Hoof!

After a moment's thought, the old man understood the identity of these fish-men.

"Oh, I see."

He stroked his chin, then turned to Hoka and asked, "You guys said before that this is your new home?"

Hoka remained silent, his face grim.

The old man said to himself, "Well, this is a country after all. You can't just build a village here quietly."

"So...you got permission?"

The old man's eyes lit up, and he grinned, "Someone actually allowed the fish-men to build villages within their own country! Who is it? That emperor from eight hundred years ago?"

Upon hearing this, everyone in the fishman village realized what was happening.

The group of sailors in front of them were not there to hunt them down.

This group's target is Ryan Rowan, the man who took them in!

Seeing that Hoka and the others were still unwilling to speak, the old man shook his head helplessly, then laughed heartily:

"Interesting! I'm quite eager to meet that emperor now!"

Upon hearing this, the mother-in-law tossed a cloak of justice to the old man.

"Then stop being lazy, hurry up and get dressed, and come with me."

The old man reached out and took it, then draped it over his back.

The naval adjutant sheathed the knife he had been holding to Hoka's neck, bowed slightly, and added, "I apologize for any offense."

Then, to the astonishment of the fishman village residents, the two leaders, along with more than ten naval soldiers, set off in the direction Rowan and his group had gone.

Their destination was Albania, the capital of Alabasta.

……

At this moment, the fishmen did not know who the people in front of them were, nor did they know the astonishing weight that the old man and woman held in this vast ocean!

Naval Hero – [Iron Fist] Garp;

Vice Admiral and "Chief of Staff" of the Navy Headquarters - Tsuru;

By order of then Fleet Admiral Sengoku, I arrived in Alabasta!

[Chapter 20. Inside and Outside the Chessboard]

Rowan had to admit that he had indeed underestimated the efficiency of the World Government's actions—especially regarding the Celestial Dragons.

The three returned to Albana from Yaruja and arrived at the royal palace safely in the early hours of the next day.

Luo Wen ordered someone to take the sleeping Weiwei back to her own room.

Rowan and Crocodile then planned to rest, but they saw Cobra looking distressed.

"We just received news that the World Government has sent people here."

"They are representatives from the Navy," Cobra said.

"Oh?"

Crocodile raised an eyebrow. "A Marine Admiral has been dispatched?"

Cobra shook his head and said, "No, it's two lieutenant generals."

Crocodile was somewhat surprised and chuckled darkly, "Heh heh heh, it seems that an emperor from eight hundred years ago is quite 'threatening'!"

At first glance, the two vice admirals seem to carry far less weight than the admiral.

But Crocodile could see the clues.

If the generals were to take action directly, it would be tantamount to declaring war on Luo Wen himself. The two lieutenant generals, on the other hand, were much more peaceful, and their intention to communicate and probe was much clearer.

The World Government's move indicates that they do not want to completely break ties with the man who calls himself Ryan Rowan before they have thoroughly figured out his background.

reason?

Of course, it's because Ryan Rowan was a real historical figure!

"It's a very prudent approach to have the two lieutenant generals sound out first. It's most likely a scheme by that guy from the Warring States period."

Crocodile found a chair and sat down, laughing, "Who's here? Flying Squirrel? Fire Mountain?"

"Do not."

Cobra shook his head again. "It's Vice Admirals 'Crane' and 'Garp' from the Marine Headquarters."

Upon hearing this, Crocodile's expression changed drastically.

His eyes trembled slightly, and he seemed to be thinking about something.

After a moment, he grinned awkwardly and looked at Rowan.

“Okay, I admit it, I did underestimate the name Ryan Rowan.”

Crane, Kapu —

How many people on this vast ocean could possibly be able to get these two "lieutenant generals" to be mobilized at the same time?

……

According to the intelligence received, the naval force would arrive in Albana around dusk.

Rowan entrusted the affairs of the Fishman Village to Kobra.

Finally, he patted the current king of Alabasta on the shoulder.

"The rest is up to you!"

After saying that, he went back to his room to rest.

People always need rest, especially after a long day and night of travel.

Seeing this, Cobra felt somewhat helpless, but still nodded seriously.

The Neferutari family's historical records contain accounts of the administrative system of the former Alabasta Empire.

Externally, Emperor Ryan Rowan conquered all powerful enemies;

Domestically, the then-Prime Minister Neferutari handled the tedious political affairs.

The combination of internal and external forces created that incredibly powerful and vast empire.

And now, Rowan's thinking seems to be the same.

He didn't care about the title of "King" and continued to move towards his more distant goal.

With a single move, they established an unprecedented fish-man village in the human realm!

Cobra couldn't help but sigh, feeling a deep sense of pressure.

Can I compare to Nefertari herself back then?

After thinking for a moment, Kobra got up and went back to handling official business.