Pirates: Your emperor has returned!

Then she stepped forward, lifted the little boy's cloak, and pinched his face and neck.

"It can't be wrong."

Kureha's expression changed from relaxed to serious, and she finally gave her diagnosis:

"It's platinum lead poisoning."

"hiss!"

Upon hearing this, some of the people around gasped in shock, and some even took several steps back.

Seeing this, the man dressed as a clown immediately prepared to step forward and attack.

Because he had seen this scene far too many times.

Next, that group of people will probably exclaim something about "contagious disease" and then run away in a panic, right?

Even worse, some will attack them!

Ignorant fools...

Sure enough, someone immediately shouted, "It's an infectious disease!"

"Shut up!"

The adult man was about to say that, but before he could utter the words, he heard someone say the exact same thing to him.

It was that very trendy-looking doctor.

Kureha looked at the human who had exclaimed in surprise and shouted sternly, "Platinum lead disease is not contagious. Take back your stupid hearsay!"

"But that's what everyone says..."

"Just because the World Government says you are slaves, does that mean you are slaves?"

Kureha's extremely sharp remark silenced all the murmurs present.

Yes, most of the residents of Fishman Village have a past they'd rather not talk about, and besides, the most reliable doctor is right here, so why believe those rumors?

"Don't be afraid, child, let me examine you carefully."

Kureha touched the boy's face, causing the boy, whose expression was slightly sinister, to hesitate a little.

How long?

How long has it been since he was touched like this along the way?

What a gentle and kind doctor she is...

Although it smells of alcohol, it's probably just the smell of alcohol itself.

……

Swish!

Kureha grabbed the boy's ankle and lifted him upside down.

boy:"?"

Feeling nauseous...

The boy, already weak and exhausted, felt nauseous as he was treated so roughly. Kureha seized the opportunity to grab the boy's wrist and then pulled him sharply.

There is a noticeable "foreign body sensation" under the skin.

Kureha understood, and then put the boy who almost vomited his lunch back on the ground.

She couldn't be bothered to explain; that was the fastest way to verify the severity of platinum lead poisoning!

Seeing this, the man beside him quickly asked, "Doctor, how is it?"

Kureha put her sunglasses back on and said calmly, "There's no hope. She has about a month left to live."

"……Um?"

The man could hardly believe his ears.

The man thought he finally had hope after meeting a doctor who wasn't afraid of platinum lead poisoning for the first time, but he never expected to receive such a cruel answer.

He tentatively asked, unwilling to give up, "You...you must have a way, right?"

"I told you, it's hopeless."

Kureha took a few swigs of her drink and said in a deep voice, "Platinum lead disease is incurable."

"Yes...I see, thank you..."

The man was stunned for a moment, and was about to pull the boy away when Kureha stopped him.

She emphasized, "There are only two possibilities for a patient to disappear from my sight: either they have recovered from the disease, or they have died!"

Swish!

Upon hearing this, the man's face immediately turned angry.

He drew a dagger from his waist and aimed it at Kureha's shoulder.

The man did not want to hurt the doctor in front of him, but as the doctor said, the boy could not be delayed any longer and could not be left here for so-called "conservative treatment".

It seems we must seek that one last hope!

The man thought the frail old doctor would back away, but to his surprise, Kureha made no move.

What surprised him even more was that his movements were forced to stop.

Because a sharp black blade was already pressed against his neck!

"Crunch, crunch, crunch..."

Behind the man, the black "soldier" turned its neck, making strange and eerie sounds.

Not far away, the man in light golden armor stepped forward and came to Kureha and the man's side.

Rowan smiled and said, "When you see a doctor, you should listen to what the doctor says."

Then, the blades of the Sand Guards approached the man's neck.

Rowan's voice drifted over slowly, "When you are a guest, you should listen to your host."

The man's eyes flickered; he had never imagined that he would encounter such a terrifying expert in the first half of the Grand Line!

The black-clad soldier moved so fast that even he didn't have time to react!

The man frowned and asked, "What do you want me to do?"

Rowan smiled and said, "First, how about you introduce yourself?"

The man thought for a moment and then uttered a name, "Clason".

"Do not."

Rowan shook his head. "When we meet for the first time, you should say your full name."

He began by introducing himself: "I am Ryan Rowan, from the Four Seas Alliance."

As he spoke, the Sand Guard sheathed his sword and tucked it back into his waistband.

The man straightened his collar and looked at the person in front of him again.

Is he the Ryan Rowan from the Golden Dawn, mentioned in the news reports, from eight hundred years ago?

That being the case...

The man opened his right hand, and a thin, special force enveloped him, the boy, Kureha, and Rowan.

This membrane ensures that others cannot hear their voices.

That's one of the abilities of a Devil Fruit.

The man straightened his expression, lifted his hood, revealing a face with clown makeup, yet appearing unusually serious.

"My name is Rosinante—Don Quixote Rosinante."

Purple Pen Literature

[Chapter 82: The Doctor's Rules]

The power of the Silence-Silence Fruit is activated.

Soundproof wall!

An invisible wall enveloped the four people present.

That's the power of a Devil Fruit, which can block sound transmission between the inside and outside of the wall.

Kureha seemed oblivious to what was happening, continuing her duties as a doctor and further examining the little boy's condition.

As for Rowan, he was silently sizing up the blond man in front of him dressed as a clown.

Of course he knew the name.

……

Don Quixote Rosinante—

A former Celestial Dragon, and Donquixote Doflamingo's younger brother.

The user of the Silence-Silence Fruit.

During their youth, their father, Donquixote Homing, voluntarily relinquished his status as a Celestial Dragon and left the Holy Land of Mary Geoise.

A family who just wanted to live an ordinary life were retaliated against by civilians who hated the Celestial Dragons, forced to become homeless and suffer endless hardships.

Their mother, the wife of Homing Gushen, also died from hunger and illness.

Thus, the two brothers of the Don Quixote family made drastically different choices when faced with their fates.

Rosinante was protected by Sengoku, who was then a vice admiral, and later joined the navy.

Doflamingo blamed all the suffering his family had endured on his father, Homingo.

In order to regain his status as a Celestial Dragon, Doflamingo even disregarded Rosinante's pleas and resolutely shot their father in front of his own brother.

Subsequently, Doflamingo returned to Mary Geoise with the head of the ancient saint Homing, but the Celestial Dragons refused to accept him as a member of the "traitor clan."

Enraged, Doflamingo vowed to turn this world, dominated by the Celestial Dragons, upside down!

Rosinante was well aware of the darkness and madness in his brother's heart. In order to stop him, Rosinante chose to infiltrate the Don Quixote family, pretending that he was unable to speak, and served as a cadre. He was given the position of "Red Heart", that is, the second "Clason".