Pirates: Your emperor has returned!

Along the way, they all thought that Luo Wen was the main character of the meeting, but they never expected that when they arrived at the foot of the main peak, Luo Wen would push Weiwei out!

But Crocdale and Dalton had completely different concerns.

Dalton looked quite surprised.

He looked down at the little princess, who was only five or six years old. Although there was a hint of determination in her eyes, she was still undoubtedly a child.

Dalton simply couldn't understand sending such a young child as a representative to participate in the talks!

Crocodile also couldn't understand it.

But he was more interested in knowing Rowan's plans, so he moved closer and asked in a low voice:

"Hey, what are you going to do?"

Rowan smiled and replied, "Go and meet the uninvited guests."

Crocodile understood instantly.

The so-called "guests" were nothing more than the group of guys from the CP organization that Rowan noticed on the road.

He frowned and sneered, "You're going alone?"

Rowan nodded.

Crocodile lit a cigar and chuckled coldly, "Outnumbered, be careful not to capsize in the gutter!"

"That shouldn't be the case."

Rowan still wore a calm smile on his face, "Because I never fight against overwhelming odds."

Crocodile took a puff of his cigar. "Whatever. I'm not going to bother with those people from the World Government."

Rowan patted Crocodile on the shoulder. "Then I'll leave this place to you."

Crocodile glanced at Vivi. "You want me to protect her?"

Rowan nodded.

Crocodile then asked, "To what extent?"

What he was asking was when he should make his move, and to what extent he should act.

Crocodile didn't want to get himself involved in the conflict between the two countries, so he planned to find out beforehand and then push all the trouble onto Rowan.

Upon hearing this, Luo Wen thought for a moment, and then slowly said:

"The meetings I've experienced generally fall into two categories: academic discussions and military discussions."

"If they want to write papers, then you just need to watch from the sidelines and do nothing."

"If anyone wants to discuss martial arts—"

As he spoke, Rowan turned around and walked toward the distant snowfield.

Suddenly, he turned his head and revealed a gentle smile.

"Then, leave none behind."

……

I'm so angry.

I'm so angry!

Wapol, the king of the Drum Kingdom and a Paramecia-type Devil Fruit user with the Gluttony Fruit ability, is now extremely angry.

He was doing well in his own country when one day, his neighbor Alabasta called to say they wanted to hold formal talks about establishing trade routes.

talks?

I have no interest in negotiations!

Damn Dalton, if it weren't for his constant nagging, I wouldn't have agreed to meet with the Alabasta people!

Hmm... I have a feeling this meeting is going to be very troublesome.

Sure enough, shortly after Wapol had a bad feeling, outsiders did arrive in the Drum Kingdom.

They weren't from Alabasta, but from the World Government, a group of guys calling themselves members of the CP organization.

CP? I think I heard it when I attended the World Conference.

Never mind, anyone who comes to the Drum Kingdom will be given a taste of their own medicine, after all, I am the king of this country!

Subsequently, Wapol experienced the closest he ever came to "death".

When that finger, enveloped in Armament Haki, was pressed against his throat, Wapol was so terrified that his legs went weak and he collapsed to his knees.

"No, please don't kill me! Just spare my life, and you can have this whole country!"

But the other party—that masked strange man—clearly had no such intention.

"What an utterly foolish king."

The eyes behind his mask sent chills down Wapol's spine.

"We only want to conduct a military exercise in a deserted snowfield, and we need your consent—by order of the Heavenly Dragons."

Celestial Dragons?!

Wapol's eyes widened immediately, and he nodded repeatedly, smiling obsequiously:

"Yes, please let me know if you need anything, and I'll arrange it right away!"

"All you need to do is nod."

"The masked man said coldly."

Wapol nodded repeatedly, his enormous steel chin clanging against the metal body of his body, producing a comical clattering sound.

"Yes, yes, no problem, I agree."

Upon hearing this, the masked man waved his hand, signaling the others to release Wapol's men.

Then, the masked man led his men away without looking back.

Jess, who had miraculously survived, collapsed to the side and exclaimed:

"Hey, hey, apart from Dalton, no one has used the cable car to go up and down the main peak recently. How did they get into the castle?"

……

Let's go back to the present.

When Wapolton recalled this part, he was furious.

He pulled out a dagger, snapped it in two with a snap, and then chewed the blade to pieces with his teeth.

This is a unique ability he possesses as a user of the Gluttony Fruit, which theoretically allows him to eat anything, whether it's wood, metal, or stone.

He likes to eat when he's happy, and he also likes to eat when he's unhappy.

"Those lackeys of the World Government deserve to die! How dare they insult me, the King!"

Wapol chewed on the dagger handle.

"And what about those people from Alabasta? A neighboring country? A neighboring country we have absolutely no connection with! What are they doing in my country!"

Just then, Jess and Cromarimon suddenly came running over.

Wapol's eyes widened, and he angrily retorted, "Didn't I tell you to guard the cable car and not allow anyone to come up? Why are you back here!"

Jess, panting, decided to pin all the blame on Dalton.

"It's that guy Dalton. He said it involved diplomacy between two countries and insisted on bringing the person to the castle."

"Troublesome Dalton!"

Wapol spat, then suddenly remembered something and couldn't help but lick his fingers.

Let them ignore it for a while.

Oh, right, let's leave them hanging for a bit!

Let them experience the grandeur of this king!

Wapol felt much better after thinking about this, and laughed heartily, "Let them wait obediently in the lounge. There's plenty of hot tea. I'm going to go get something else to eat!"

"Your Majesty, there is one more thing..."

Jess and Cromarimon were about to tell Wapol that their conversation partner was a little girl, but Wapol shouted:

"Stop talking! I need to eat!"

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The two dared not refute and immediately bowed and nodded.

……

About two hours later, Wapol finally finished eating.

He swayed unsteadily as he walked to the entrance of the castle's reception room, his enormous belly protruding from his chest.

Jess and Cromarimon followed behind him.

"Hahahaha, those guys are really stupid, what kind of messy talks are they having, making me wait for so long!"

Wapol pushed open the door and saw three people.

One of them was Dalton, the captain of the guard, whom he disliked quite a bit.

One of them was a sinister-looking man wearing a black fur coat, sitting on the sofa next to me, smoking a cigar.

The third one was a little girl with blue hair, about five or six years old, sitting in the main seat, looking up at the clock on the wall.

Seeing this, Wapol was taken aback and turned to ask Jess.

"Hey, is that the one in the fur coat a representative?"

“No, Your Majesty.” Jess waved his hands repeatedly, pointing to Vivi, “She is the one.”

"what?"

Wapol was stunned by the answer and could not believe it at all.

On the other hand, Vivi stood up from her seat and smiled at Wapol after seeing him.