Traveler in the Pirate World

Standing in the Alabasta palace, Nefertari Cobra stared blankly at the image projected by the Den Den Mushi. There were two big question marks in her big eyes and her whole mind was a little confused.

Although most of the history of this world has been buried by the World Government in the past eight hundred years, as the twelfth monarch of the ancient kingdom, he still knows some of the past.

But this city had never appeared in his memory, which made him suddenly feel that he was no longer in the original world. Of course, it was not ruled out that this thing was much older than he knew, but there was no movement before, so he was puzzled as to why it appeared this time.

The country is already in the grip of civil unrest because of a drought that occurs only once in hundreds of years... wait, a disaster that occurs only once in hundreds of years?

Cobra was suddenly startled. Could it be that the reason for the appearance of these buildings was due to a long period of drought? What did this indicate?

Unfortunately, the next moment, Cobra's eyes, which had slowly lit up, quickly dimmed again, and his action of calling the guard lieutenants Bell and Gaga also stopped. If it really was that kind of magical thing, it would be a disaster rather than salvation for Alabasta now.

I walked to the window and looked at the bright moon in the sky. The bright moonlight fell on the earth like a veil, and the stars in the sky became its background. The desert at night was no longer as hot as during the day, but became extremely cold. From a distance, the yellow sand turned white, as white as snow.

Such a beautiful scene was not what Cobra wanted. He wanted a heavy rain, a heavy rain that would save Alabasta. Thinking of the people who were suffering from hunger and thirst, the king was anxious and could not sleep at night. Now that the fire was being fueled, everything was even worse.

As one of the twenty kingdoms, no one can shake the status of the Nefertari royal family, not even the World Government, but what should the people of Alabasta do?

At this moment, Nefertari Weiwei, who was following Luffy and his crew, had no idea of ​​the fate that Alabasta was about to face.

Even though Kosa and others who were at the Cartleya rebel headquarters witnessed the emergence of the city of Tiwenalte with their own eyes, they still did not realize how much turmoil this incident would bring to the country.

This is not stupidity, but ignorance. They have never seen anything outside the Kingdom of Alabasta, and cannot understand what the arrival of truly powerful beings here means to this country.

The Rapeseed City Port has been surrounded by the branch navy at this moment, and several warships have blocked the entire coastline. After this, countless warships will arrive to blockade the entire Alabasta.

The navy led by Stoloberi, which was going to hunt down Actophide Caesar, also temporarily changed its mission and blocked the entrances and exits of the entire Rapeseed City.

Sitting alone in an empty office, Stoloberi used his Observation Haki to gently open the pocket watch-style Den Den Mushi hanging in front of his chest. A golden light lit up from the eyes of the Den Den Mushi, and the signal that had been interfering with the Den Den Mushi's communications lost its effect.

"Finally, do you have time to listen, Stoloberi?" Borsalino's voice was unusually powerful, unlike his usual careless and lazy tone.

"Yes, the Kingdom of Alabasta has appeared. An unexpected change has occurred. The CP Nameless Sequence will arrive in Alabasta soon!" Stoloberry, who has always been cold-blooded and extremely ruthless to the outside world, now looks exhausted.

"I understand, but they actually sent out that kind of guy. It seems that the World Government takes all this more seriously than I expected. It's a pity that the World Government will not allow the Navy to intervene in this matter, but you will have the opportunity to come into contact with all this one day!" Borsalino at this moment is completely different from his usual carefree appearance. "You sound very tired and painful. I am a really cruel guy to let a soft-hearted person like you do such a thing..."

"No, sir!" Stoloberi interrupted Borsalino, his eyes filled with determination and perseverance, "Everything is my own choice. When the day comes when everything is over, I will use everything I have to pay for all the sins I have committed. Even if that doesn't change anything, all these sins should not be blamed on you, sir!"

"How can you say that the knife is guilty of murder?" Borsalino smiled bitterly. "Let's end this meaningless topic here. Have you seen that girl?"

"I saw her, but I couldn't tell anything from her. But she was indeed a different girl." Stoloberry recalled seriously, "But I confirmed something from Caesar. Now I can basically conclude that Caesar is not a devil fruit user. His ability is beyond our cognition."

"Really?" Borsalino seemed to be in deep thought after hearing this. After a moment of silence, he said, "Unexpected variables, the appearance of this girl has already made too many things beyond my expectations.

Now it seems that the changes in the revolutionary army over the past decade may also be related to this girl, which has forced me to change my previous strategy.

"Stoloberi, we don't have much time left. Everything we did back then was for now. We must make the prophecy that countless people believe in come true and reopen the era of 'D'. The existence of this girl is very important to us. If she is really as Garp said, when she is exposed to the eyes of the World Government, everything you have done before will become your opportunity to get close to the core of the World Government!"

"Everything is for D's will. Choosing death is for a better rebirth!" Stoloberi said seriously while looking at the Den Den Mushi in his hand, his expression extremely solemn and dignified.

"Everything is for the will of D!" As Borsalino's voice fell, the golden light in the eyes of the Den Den Mushi dissipated, and everything returned to silence.

Stoloberry sat behind his desk, staring at his hands in a daze. In order to gain the trust of the World Government, he had killed too many innocent people.

This was not simply due to the World Government's usual style, it was also a test, a test of choosing justice or loyalty. He quietly looked at his blood-red hands and whispered to himself, "It's a good thing I didn't kill anyone today!"

Ever since he chose to accept this mission, Stoloberi often woke up in the middle of the night. He always dreamed that he was lying in a sea of ​​innocent corpses and blood, and countless people were trying to drag him into hell.

Every time he woke up in the middle of the night, it was not because of fear, but because of guilt. Stoloberg could not help but say in his heart, "Wait a little longer, wait a little longer!"

……

Compared to countless people who were either excited, crazy, or indifferent, the instigators of everything, Lily and Tina, were now sitting next to a tent in the middle of a rocky mountain in the desert, roasting the giant desert scorpion that attacked them during the day.

Its hard shell is roasted directly on the fire. The fat makes crackling sounds due to the high temperature. The snow-white and delicate meat is appetizing and exudes a unique fragrance.

Handing Tina a small bowl, Lily put a simple dipping sauce in it, which could easily remove the hard outer shell on the top. She casually put a piece of it into Tina's bowl.

The refreshing dipping sauce with a slightly astringent and spicy taste wrapped the delicious meat that melted in the mouth and spread in the mouth. The cool feeling made people feel relieved after a day of walking under the scorching sun. "Tina, satisfied!" Tina narrowed her eyes exaggeratedly, with an expression of enjoyment.

The two little girls hiking in the desert had no idea what impact their mischief had brought to the world.

Laboo lay in Tina's arms, shouting, "Eat~ Laboo eat~eat". The big foodie had almost no resistance to the delicious food in front of him.