The profiteer on the Grand Line [One Piece]

The feeling of this kind of fun turning into a thriller in an instant was not very pleasant. Even Ace could hardly hold the food in his hand.

His arms trembled slightly, and he looked up at Marco who pulled him out of the crowd, "What's going on?"

"I don't know, don't ask me." Marco rolled his eyes angrily. How could he know what to do?

The situation here is too special.

Yi Zang, who was still below, also paused, and the hand that had originally taken out the phone unconsciously hid it in his sleeve.

Although he didn't know what the situation was, he felt that the people around him would swarm him if they found out that he had made a phone call.

Just as Marco was still watching Ace stay in the air, he suddenly heard a harsh sound.

Looking up, there were faint threads in the sky, covering the entire island.

Marco's pupils shrank, and he quickly took Ace flying upwards. When his claws touched the thread, the ominous premonition in his heart reached its peak.

Made of sea floor stone, it is a bit troublesome to break it.

Not to mention...

Looking down, Marco could see with a whisper that the ordinary residents had picked up weapons and rushed towards him.

"It's a bit troublesome."

Among the people below, there are powerful beings, but there are also ordinary people.

These people had this kind of attitude towards him, but Marco wouldn't massacre the entire town because of this.

"Can't you get out now?" Ace asked.

"It takes a little time." But these people wouldn't give them time.

With this in mind, Marco spoke directly, "Ace, you create a flame barrier to block their sight. We must first get out of the situation where we are currently surrounded."

The flames rose quickly, bringing with them smoke, obscuring everything.

Marco also moved very quickly, leading the other person directly towards Izo.

"Have you contacted anyone?"

Yi Zang: "When this cover is raised, it seems that the signal is also blocked."

"Trouble." Marco sighed and led the two of them to a remote corner. "What do you think? Take some time to leave, or figure out what's going on here and solve it."

Although he asked this question, Marco already knew the answer.

"Of course we've solved the problem!"

I knew it.

Ace and the others hid for a while, but the residents seemed to have returned to normal without finding them.

However, as soon as Marco went out to test, he heard an inaudible whisper of "pineapple", and then the group of people who were still talking and laughing and doing business looked at him with empty eyes, picked up the things at hand and prepared to attack him Take action.

Cursing who is the pineapple in his heart, Marco quickly moved away from this group of people.

"It seems like I need to disguise myself a little this time."

Sighing, old guys like Marco are still very good at dressing up in casual clothes, and they had already prepared things for cross-dressing when they went to Wano Country before.

Putting a hat on his head, Marco led the two of them out of the deserted corner.

"Let's go inquire about the situation first, at least to find out what's going on."

"It should have something to do with mind control, plus that sculpture... I still think it has something to do with Andrea." Yi Zang simply let down his hair, and he looked particularly soft now with his long hair shawl.

With this in mind, Yi Zang asked several people directly, but no one here had any reaction to the name Andrea, and had not even heard of the name at all.

After asking several times to no avail, they turned to ask about the sculpture.

"That's what you asked." The uncle in the tavern wiped the cup and fell into deep thought of memories. "That was a long, long time ago."

None of the three people touched the wine. After all, after seeing such a strange situation, they didn't dare to touch the things here. Who knows whether they would be affected by eating or drinking.

Ace looked at the uncle who was lost in memories and whispered, "They look so normal." They didn't look weird at all like before.

Marco nodded too, the expression on his face becoming more solemn.

Everyone here seemed normal, but when they made strange movements on the sculpture, these people locked onto them and showed hostility.

"That was about ten years ago... I can't remember exactly when it was. Anyway, it wasn't long after the Age of Discovery began, and our place was also the focus of pirates." The tavern uncle's movements became mechanical and repetitive. He was also remembering.

I haven't had this kind of memory for a long time.

"We have a rare gemstone here that is very valuable."

Weakness is the original sin.

Not to mention being weak and carrying a huge treasure.

At that time, their rulers changed one after another, and the pirates did not care about their life or death.

All people have become miners and have to mine and mine, including women and children.

If the amount of mining that day does not meet the standard, he will be beaten severely.

Even the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles couldn't stand it when they ate less, drank less and were beaten all day long.

They planned revolts and riots.

The result was no surprise. They had no experience or strength and were easily suppressed.

"Everyone is in despair, we can't see any hope." The tavern uncle said this. He rolled up his sleeves and showed several people the whip marks that could still be seen on his body.

Even though so much time has passed, the traces on his body are still clear, and they are painful memories that cannot be erased by time.

"At that moment, our 'god' appeared." When he said this, the expression on the tavern uncle's face became obsessed, with yearning and endless longing, and his eyes seemed to be burning with fire.

"The 'god' of the sea saved us."

The three of them looked at each other without interrupting each other's words, although they had probably guessed that the so-called 'god' in the other's mouth was probably Andrea.

But the key question is, why did this place become like this?

Marco believed that Andrea was not responsible for what happened here.

The tavern uncle's voice became louder. He waved his hands excitedly and used a lot of words to describe how shocking the appearance of the god of the sea was.

"She saved us and gave us our freedom."

???

After enduring a lot of meaningless descriptors, the three of them had question marks on their faces when they saw each other finishing like this.

What we want to hear is what happened and what Andrea did!

It’s not your meaningless words!

Marco asked again, but the tavern man was helpless and said, "I don't know. I was just a child at that time and I was unconscious from working. How could I know what happened."

"If you are really curious, go find the king."

The tavern uncle pointed a direction to the three of them.

The place where the king lived also surprised the three of them. According to the people here's attitude of worshiping the sculpture, they originally thought it was the tallest building in the central square.

As a result, the king's residence was far away, even far away from the most noisy environment, and a castle was built on a wasteland.

It's said to be a castle, but it doesn't look that grand at all.

They didn't even see the troops that were supposed to be defending the city.

As if he sensed someone coming, the door was opened. The rickety old man walked out of the palace and saw Marco and the three of them were surprised.

"Outsiders?"

After being surprised, an excited look appeared on his face. He took a few steps and grabbed Marco's arm. "Did you notice something unusual here? Did you find that you are incompatible with those people?"

The rickety old man shed tears, his face full of excitement and joy, "Great, great, I am finally no longer an alien!"

"You...are the king here?" Marco was surprised. Even the kind of king who was attacked and wandered in the sea was not as miserable as the man in front of him.

"Yes, I was once the king here." The rickety old man looked miserable and his fingers couldn't help trembling. "It's all because of that woman, that woman who is like a devil! She harmed our place! She controlled our place!"

The old man's voice was a bit sharp, and the three of them looked at each other without speaking.

They felt that this matter seemed to be deeper than imagined.

The rickety old man had a strong desire to talk, so he took the three people into the palace.

The palace's buildings can still vaguely see their former splendor, but they now look dilapidated due to disrepair.

As the old man led them in, he murmured, "Please, three of you, please save my country."

In the old man's words, things turned into another version.

Andrea plays not a savior at all in his story, but an oppressor.

Because the demon coveted the precious gems on their island, he enslaved them all, and after squeezing everything from the entire island, he brainwashed them, making these people look up to her, fear her, and even regard her as a god.

The old man in the middle also told many experiences that sounded particularly miserable, as well as the pitiful feeling of having to maintain everything despite being old and frail.

The old man wiped his tears with his sleeves, full of sadness and grievance.

He glanced secretly at a few people, a little curious, not knowing how these people would react.

However, let him down.

The three people in front of them did not cry together, or even show much empathy and understanding.

"I'm curious about one thing." Marco stared at the old man in front of him, "You said that everyone here has been brainwashed, why haven't you?"