"Title Page Serialization: Don Quixote's Chapter 150th Orthodox""

"The dirt prison has almost no time to feel the passage of time. To remind yourself, people always have to do something."

"Doflamingo was curled up in the corner of the wall at this moment, his eyes were empty and silent, and he looked down at the fresh sausage he had just delivered, stretched out his right hand, mechanically adding another stroke to the wall engraved with the word "正"..."

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What's the problem?

The problem is simply too big OK!

Nuoxia held her forehead speechlessly, and did not intend to explain much. She spoke in a deep voice: "Forget it, I'll go there in person."

Eh?

The old king was stunned. Before he could ask, Nuoxia in front of him had turned into a blue lightning, soaring into the sky, and in a blink of an eye it turned into a small black dot that was invisible in sight.

The soldiers of the Thunder Eagle had long been accustomed to it and dispersed.

The members of the Caredia envoys looked up at the sky in a daze, but they could not come back to their senses for a long time...

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Kingdom of Caredia, capital.

It is surrounded by mountains and seas, with buildings in the city being relatively more diverse, and people live a prosperous life. It is a prosperous city with a reputation in the nearby waters.

However.

At this moment, the city was full of devastation. Since the outer city fell, the Kingdom Army and the Imperial Guards could only rely on the inner city wall to fight to the death.

Although the pirates were blocked outside for a while and could not get in, shells fell into the city from time to time, causing large-scale explosions.

At night.

The offensive was temporarily stopped, but sporadic cannons still rang out from time to time. Many places in the city were lit up in flames.

The palace is brightly lit.

The prime minister of the Kingdom of Caredia is over 70 years old and older than Caredia IX. At this moment, he is walking back and forth in the hall with his hands behind his back.

There were some ministers next to him who were discussing in a low voice with a worried face.

"Now, taking advantage of the night to form a strange army and fight out, it should be effective. At least it can attack and kill many pirates, right?"

"It's useless. All the captured soldiers are locked in the port warehouse. It's easy to defend but difficult to attack. If they can't be rescued, our sneak attack will only turn over and incite the pirates and put them in danger."

"Yes, His Majesty the King personally told him that even if he asked him to give up the throne and agree to the unreasonable request of the pirates, he could not give up the soldiers."

"Oh, this is not OK, that is not OK, it's really cowardly..."

After discussing for a long time, I still couldn't come up with a reliable breakthrough plan.

Just then.

"Sir, Prime Minister!"

A burst of rapid footsteps suddenly sounded outside the hall, and then the door was suddenly pushed open. The captain of the imperial guard who was guarding the royal palace appeared at the door panting:

"The world... the messenger sent by the world government has just arrived!"

"oh?"

The old prime minister suddenly stopped his steps, turned his head, and showed a look of surprise on his face: "Hurry, hurry up! Please come in!"

"Yes, sir!"

The captain of the Imperial Guard turned around quickly, but before he could take a step, a black shadow had already stepped in calmly from outside the corridor, pushed him aside and spoke lightly:

"I don't think so."

The light fell on him, and he was a black-haired boy in a black suit, only about thirteen or fourteen years old.

"Child?"

The old prime minister was stunned, and the other officials were even more uproar.

"This little guy who has a bad stinky breast..."

A bearded official gritted his teeth and snorted angrily, "What did the world government think? It's just teasing us like this..."

The boy in black suit, named Rob Luci, kept his eyes closed and his face coldly. He stood in the middle of the hall and said calmly:

"The prey, where?"

Officials were still whispering, and no one answered his questions.

"prey……"

After a slight surprise, the old prime minister came to his senses and spoke in a deep voice:

"If you refer to the Hammer Pirates, their current main force occupies the port west of the capital as a stronghold. Now... it should be holding a celebration banquet there."

"I see."

Rob Luci finally opened his eyes, revealing his dark eyes without any emotion, "Then, let me leave all the next thing."

After giving up this sentence, he turned around and walked out of the hall.

"Wait!"

However, the old prime minister suddenly called him and spoke sincerely, "Your Excellency! Please put the safety of the hostages first, please! They are all warriors fighting on the front line to defend the country and the people!"

“…”

Robluchi stopped, turned half of his head slightly, and glanced at him coldly:

"What, is this giving advice to the world government?"

For some reason.

It was obvious that the person in front of him was a half-grown boy, but after being swept over by this glance, the old prime minister and the officials felt cold all over, and subconsciously took a step back.

The old prime minister swallowed and looked at Robluchi in disbelief.

What is going on with this murderous aura, this majesty...? Why does it appear on a child?

"……snort."

Robluchi withdrew his gaze, snorted contemptuously, and then strode away from the hall without looking back.

Looking at the back of the boy in black suit leaving, the old prime minister for some reason, while feeling frustrated, he also had a slight premonition of something bad.

This little devil didn't take his request seriously at all.

"World Government..."

The old prime minister gritted his teeth and suddenly punched hard on the pillar next to him...

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Under the moonlight, the port.

On the deck of the Hammer Pirates, a grand celebration banquet was being held as expected by the old prime minister.

"Celebrate together, little ones!"

The captain of the Hammer Pirates was a tall and thin man with a slender beard. He raised his wine glass in his hand and laughed:

"The hostage is in your hand, and the palace will only have to surrender tomorrow. Tonight, everyone will indulge it!"

"Long live Boss Bobbitru!"

Cheers were thunderous on the entire deck, and countless wine glasses collided heavily, causing a large splash of hops.

"The so-called Kingdom Army is actually nothing great, we took it away easily!"

"It depends on who they are facing, the opponents of those guys, but Captain Bobitru, who offers a reward of 50 million Bailey!"

"What Captain Bobitru!" A drunk pirate immediately grinned and retorted, "It should be called the noble new king!"

"Oh oh oh oh oh !!! Long live His Majesty the New King!!"

...

Cheers were boiling.

In the quiet night, there was an incompatible lonely figure walking towards this side without any haste.

"Where is wine, bring wine!"

"There are the same here, hurry up, hurry up!"

Robluchi stepped onto the deck, and drunk pirates were everywhere. After standing there, a table of pirates next to him were finally shocked when he noticed him:

"Hey! Where did you come from? How did you get up?"

The other pirates gradually noticed the movement here, including the captain "Hall" Pobitru, who was tilting his head to drink wine, narrowed his eyes and looked over.

"You don't need to know."

The tone of the boy in the black suit was not emotional, "Just understand that I am here to arrest you in the name of the world government."

arrest?
To be continued...