Pirates of the Void Swordsman

The next day, something happened that shocked everyone in Alabasta! !

Rohala port.

This is the largest port city in the Kingdom of Alabasta. There are many merchant ships here every day, and the cargo throughput can reach more than a thousand tons per day.

Therefore, the dock of Rohala Port has a very large number of people coming in and out every day, and there are all kinds of people. It is best to describe it as a mixed bag of fish and dragons.

Among them, there are not a few pirates who disguise their pirate ships as ordinary merchant ships and sneak in for supplies and repairs.

At this time,

The sea breeze came slowly, and a medium-sized Sangui sailboat entered the port of Lohara in a hurry.

On the deck of the ship, a thin man and a tall and strong man were standing on the deck facing the wind.

"After the goods are delivered here, the next step is your own business."

The tall, muscular man suddenly spoke.

He has a rugged face, long blond curly hair, a red hat, and a red threaded tights, exposing a thick patch of chest hair.

It is Mahabais, the leader of the Don Quixote Pirates.

"Of course, you can leave now. It's been a hard journey!"

The thin man smiled in response.

He wears a pair of glasses, has a very strange hairstyle, and has a number 3 symbol on his head. He is Mr. 3, a senior cadre of the Baroque Working Group.

"very good."

Mahabaisi nodded, and after five minutes of stopping at the port, the ship started up again and slowly left the port.

And within these five minutes, a dozen men dressed as secret agents had already moved all the cargo on the ship.

The efficiency is not bad.

"Everyone come here!"

After watching Mahabaisi's boat leave, Mr. 3 immediately called all the people around him.

"Do you remember everything I told you?"

Mr.3 looked around at the agents of the Baroque Working Group and said word by word:

“Don’t forget the rules of our Baroque Work Club!”

"If you mess up things, I'll make you all into human wax figures!!"

After hearing this, all the agents from the Baroque Working Company trembled in their hearts, and they quickly smiled and said, "Mr. 3, don't worry, we promise to complete the mission."

"Very good, let's start now!" Mr. 3 waved his hand lightly and dispersed the spies.

"Yes!"

A group of agents from the Baroque Working Group responded and immediately dispersed.

After a few minutes,

A wooden truck pulled by manpower headed into the distance.

"Haha, let me tell you what Albana's miracle is..." Mr. 3 said to himself, with a sinister smile on his face.

…………

In the town of Rohala, the weather is hot and the sun is shining brightly.

The town is unexpectedly prosperous. Most of the men here wear turbans and various sand-woven robes, while the ladies are slim and sexy, and are full of desert style.

At this moment, a wooden truck slowly drove into the town.

This truck was filled with goods, and the bags were piled up like a hill. The wooden truck was overwhelmed and drove extremely slowly.

Around the truck, the five burly men responsible for pulling it were panting heavily, sweating profusely all over their bodies, and their clothes were a little soaked.

What is surprising is that in a desert city with such harsh sunshine, these five sturdy men did not wear headscarves, only wearing half-sleeves and shorts, and they were still pulling such heavy cargo.

It seems that he is not afraid of his own physical exertion and water loss at all.

You must know that dehydration and heat stroke are normal things here, but anyone with a little common sense knows that this is not normal.

Such a strange scene naturally attracted the attention of many Rohala citizens.

"Eh?"

"Look, what happened to them?"

"Are they foreigners? If this continues, these five strong men may not be able to hold on..."

A lot of citizens were talking about this. As expected, people like to watch the excitement no matter where they are.

The people of Rohala also have a good tradition of eating melon.

There are even some kind-hearted people who want to come forward and ask about the situation.

but,

Just when everyone was watching, an accident suddenly happened!

click...

There was an overwhelming crisp sound, and the wheels of the wooden truck broke instantly.

Bang!

The goods on the car immediately fell to the ground, and thick green dust rose into the sky. At the same time, the five big men responsible for transporting the goods also fell to the ground.

"what!!"

"Danger!!"

"The truck transporting goods has reversed!!!"

Seeing this scene, the residents of Rohala exclaimed, all of them were shocked.

"Hey…"

"Are you ok!"

"Are you... okay?"

After the dust dissipated, the residents of Rohala gathered one after another, wanting to step forward to see how the five sturdy men were doing.

however,

The scene that caught their eyes shocked all the residents.

"It's over, it's over, something happened!"

“We’ve made things complicated!!”

"These things must be sent to Albana Palace and handed over to King Kobra..."

Among the green powder covering the ground, five burly men fell to the ground with their heads in their hands, each of them looking horrified, but... they were speaking clearly and continuously.

……

"Leave it to His Majesty Kobra?"

"What are these green powders!?"

The residents of Lohara listened to the words of the five big men with doubts in their eyes.

What does His Majesty the King want with so much green powder?

Seeing more and more residents gathering, the five big men on the ground looked around, and after each giving a look, they quickly got up from the green powder.

"do not know!!!"

“We don’t know anything!!!”

"We are just following the king's orders!!!!"

"Things are exposed!!"

"Run!!!"

The five big men were indeed tough men, and their voices were naturally extremely loud. After a burst of exaggerated shouting, they all fled in panic.

Whoosh! ——

In the blink of an eye, the five big men set off a cloud of smoke and disappeared without a trace. They did not look like panting and exhausted people at all...

These five big men came and left quickly. In just a few minutes, they attracted the attention of most Rohala residents.

Although these five big men ran away, the goods were still there, and the eyes of the residents of Rohala naturally shifted to the pile of green powder on the ground.

"This...this is..."

"Is this...a dancing fan?"

Looking at the green powder, someone soon noticed something unusual. A middle-aged man stretched out his hands tremblingly, picked up a handful of green powder, and murmured to himself.

"what!!"

"Dancing fans!?"

The middle-aged man's words stirred up waves, and the crowd instantly became excited.

At this moment, everyone had a flash of inspiration and transformed into Detective Conan, and a series of events automatically appeared in their minds.

"I see!"

"The reason it never rains in Alabasta is because King Kobra uses dancing powder!!"

“The rain in Albana is no miracle at all!!!”

"Cobra doesn't care about the life and death of the people and only pursues pleasure for himself. He is a hypocrite!!

"He deceived the people and is an out-and-out liar!!"

The residents of Rohara who accidentally learned the "truth" suddenly lost control and became extremely angry.

Many of their relatives died in the drought, and it was in vain that they continued to believe in Kobra.

Unexpectedly, Cobra was so insidious that he secretly used dancing powder to steal the country's rainwater for his own use, toying with the entire Alabasta.

Disappointment, anger, and resentment spread quickly among the crowd like a virus.

Everyone has a heart to follow the crowd.

In fact, most people will lose their judgment because of the blindness of following the herd.

Therefore, even if a few people see the strangeness of the matter, it will be useless to refute it.

Because the voices of several people were too weak, they were quickly drowned in the overwhelming abuse.

"Cobra must die a good death!!"

"We must resist and expose the king's conspiracy!!"

The abuse became more and more intense, but no one noticed that the first few people who took the lead in the booing had already retreated and disappeared into the crowd unknowingly.

Under the rolled-up sleeves of those people, a skull pattern with wings on its back and crossed swords was revealed, Baroque Work Company!

PS:

The distance from Rohala to Albana is at least 200 kilometers. This distance can only be transported by the five of them at the speed of a tortoise, even if they die on the road...