Bro, Come to a Concert!

On the seas of the New World, small warships swayed slowly with the waves.

Ron sat cross-legged on the deck, staring at the culture section of the newspaper.

He remembered that this island of music was ruined by a song.

I can't remember how it was destroyed.

As he was pondering this, he suddenly slapped his thigh.

"Yes!"

"Wow!"

Luo, who was engrossed in a medical textbook nearby, was so startled that his hand trembled and the book nearly hit his face.

"Master, what's wrong now?"

How could I have forgotten about my brother!

"Corazon? Why are you calling him?"

"Going to a concert!"

Luo: "..."

Vergo was checking the course on the nautical chart when he heard this, his lips twitched, and he pretended not to hear it.

Ron gave the estimated arrival time and raised his hand to sense the Spatial Marker left at headquarters.

"I'll go back to pick them up. You guys follow the original route."

Click--

The Long-Range Air Door slowly opened on the deck, revealing the familiar secret location of Marineford.

Marineford, Fleet Admiral's Office.

As Sengoku was engrossed in reviewing documents, half a head suddenly popped out from behind him, next to the cabinet where senbei (rice crackers) were stored.

"Hey! Old man!"

"... Ron?"

Sengoku paused for two seconds, then slammed his hand on the table and stood up abruptly.

"You little bastard!!"

Ron turned and ran away.

"Didn't they approve my continued patrol?!"

"The patrol was approved but you weren't called back; you just took a quick look around and left! Where's your performance report?!"

"Old man, isn't it enough that I came back to see you?!"

"Then stop right there!"

The Marines in the corridor were all pressed against the wall.

The Recruits recognized Ron, and when they saw Sengoku chasing after them with documents in his hand, they all kept their mouths shut tighter than ever.

Ron turned the corner and bumped into Sakazuki, who was carrying documents.

The father and son looked into each other's eyes.

"Pops..."

Sakazuki's face darkened. "You're back just in time. Do you remember what happened at the training ground?"

I have something urgent to attend to!

Click!

Ron plunged into the Spatial Door behind him.

"Stop!"

Sakazuki rushed forward, but the door had already closed. Only a distant voice drifted back. "Let's talk next time!"

Sengoku arrived, panting, "Where's that kid?"

They got away.

They stared at each other in silence, their temples twitching simultaneously.

In the Intelligence Room, Rosinante was squatting on the floor organizing files when a loud bang suddenly sounded behind him.

"Elder brother!"

Wow!

Bang!

The chair overturned, scattering documents all over the floor.

Ron reached out and helped him up.

"You still haven't broken this bad habit after all this time?"

"Couldn't you just knock?!"

"Brother, pack your things, we're going to a concert in Elegia."

Rosinante was stunned. "You went all the way back from across the sea just to ask me to go listen to music?"

"Luo is also here."

Rosinante paused, then immediately straightened up. "Rosinand? How is he?"

"You're doing great. Your medical skills are improving, and you're almost ready to master talking back."

"Isn't that what I learned from you!"

Ron stopped laughing and became more serious, "Also, I suspect there are dangerous Ancient Musical Scores on the island, seemingly related to the singing."

"If something really goes wrong, your Calm-Calm Fruit ability is the most suitable."

Rosinante also became serious. "Let's get down to business."

No sooner had he finished speaking than the Den Den Mushi on the table rang, revealing Sengoku's furious face.

"Rosinante! Did that brat run off to your place?!"

"Fleet Admiral Sengoku, I request temporary field assignment..."

After hearing the reason, Sengoku reluctantly approved it.

"But you keep an eye on Ron! Don't let him cause another Whitebeard!"

Ron muttered to himself, "Where did all these Whitebeard come from..."

"Ron! I heard you!"

Smack

Ron hung up the phone decisively.

"Walk!"

On the warship, the Air Doors opened again.

Ron leaned against the doorframe, catching his breath. Two consecutive cross-sea teleportations had taken their toll.

"Corazon?!"

Luo dropped his medical book and ran over, his eyes lighting up immediately.

"Luo!"

Rosinante opened his arms to greet him, but accidentally stepped into a puddle of seawater on the deck.

Thump!

He fell flat on his face.

Luo: "..."

"Corazon!"

I'm fine! Really!

The man got up, brushed off the dust, first touched Luo's forehead, and then asked him incessantly whether he had taken his medicine on time and what the recent test results were.

I'm not a three-year-old anymore!

Luo feigned disgust, but the corners of his mouth remained upturned.

Vergo walked over with the nautical chart, about to report the route, when he saw Rosinante and suddenly stopped in his tracks.

Rosinante's smile faded.

"Vergo."

"Haven't seen you for a long time..."

Ron stepped between the two.

"Brother, don't ask yet."

"You know about him?"

"I know, these people are now under my command."

Vergo clutched the documents tightly, head bowed, not daring to utter a single word.

Rosinante frowned, not pressing the matter in public, but his eyes made it clear that this wasn't over.

Three days later, Elegia.

The Port was adorned with colorful flags.

On the street, some people were playing the violin, and others were playing the flute.

The bread seller was humming a tune too.

As soon as the four entered the city, a familiar greeting came from the tavern entrance.

"Ron?!"

"Yo, Shanks!"

Shanks paused, holding his wine glass, then burst into laughter.

"Didn't you just shave your Whitebeard? What brings you here to listen to music?"

Ron's face darkened.

"Can we please stop talking about that? I shaved my beard, not my head!"

"Haha! I didn't say 'head'!"

Benn Beckman walked over, a cigarette dangling from his lips, and glanced at Rosinante.

"Did you bring your family?"

"My brother, Rosinante."

Rosinante was initially puzzled as to why Ron was chatting with pirates.

After listening for a while, I realized that the Red Hair Pirates was just a group of Adventure Group who wandered around aimlessly, neither robbing nor killing.

He stopped holding back.

They had just finished getting acquainted when Gordon, the person in charge, arrived.

Welcome everyone.

"However, this is the Land of Music, so please, whether you're from the navy or pirates, refrain from using force on the island."

"Don't worry." Shanks raised his glass.

Ron chuckled and replied, "As long as no one causes trouble."

"Shanks! What are you guys talking about?"

A little girl with Red-and-White Hair squeezed out from the crowd, her eyes sparkling.

Ron bent down and waved to her.

"Sashiberiana, Uta!"

"I heard you're going to sing on stage?"

Uta recognized him, and with a lift of her chin, exclaimed, "Of course! I'll be the world's number one singer from now on!"

"Then don't sing off-key."

"No way!"

Uta was so angry that he opened his mouth on the spot, and the first high note had just begun to emerge.

Rosinante found it amusing and snapped his fingers lightly.

"Silence."

The sound disappeared.

Uta was still singing when she realized that everyone around her was staring at her after she sang two lines.

There wasn't a sound.

She opened her mouth and sang two more lines, but it remained silent.

"???"

Shanks was the first to burst into laughter, bending over with mirth.

Uta was so angry that he waved his hands and shouted, but no sound came out.

The moment Rosinante deactivated his powers, the little girl's scream nearly lifted the roof off.

Where is my voice?!?

"I just made it disappear for a moment."

"You did this?! Do it again!"

"Ah?"

I refuse to believe it!

She mustered her courage and started singing again.

Smack

Another deathly silence descended.

"You're cheating!!"

Ron laughed so hard his shoulders shook.

"Haha! The future world's number one singer has met his nemesis!"

Rosinante shrugged. "As long as I cover my voice, no matter how well I sing, it won't get through."

"One day, I will sing in front of you!" Uta stomped her foot angrily.

"Then you'd better keep it up."

Once inside the theater, Uta earnestly auditioned for a song.

As the last note faded, Gordon stood there, stunned for a long time.

"Absolutely fantastic!"

He excitedly grabbed Shanks' hand. "Please let her stay in Elegia to study music!"

Shanks ruffled Uta's hair. "You'll have to ask her."

"I don't want to leave everyone!"

Uta grabbed Shanks' arm.

Rosinante, standing nearby, exclaimed, "This child sings so well!"

Ron took advantage of the opportunity to find Gordon.

"Mr. Gordon, are there some sheet music sealed away in the Underground Ancient Music Archive that you can't touch?"

Gordon's expression changed slightly.

Where did you hear that from?

Ron's heart sank.

There really is!

"I can't explain it specifically, but I suspect it's dangerous."

"Can you take me to see it now?"

Gordon hesitated for a moment.

"There is indeed an ancient seal underground. But that place has been sealed for many years, and even I dare not open it casually."

Ron frowned.

"What about tonight's concert?"

"The seal has been very stable; there shouldn't be any problems."

Ron glanced at him.

I hope so.

He did not insist on forcing his way through.

Without knowing the location of the sheet music and the sealing principle, taking action rashly may not be a good thing.

However, just to be on the safe side, he called Rosinante to his side.

"Brother, keep a close eye on Uta tonight."

"Seal it off immediately if you detect anything unusual about the sound."

"Clear."

As night fell, the concert hall was packed.

Uta stepped onto the stage and waved vigorously at Shanks in the audience.

As the lights came on, the clear singing voice quickly filled the entire concert hall.

The Amplifying Den Den Mushi next to the stage broadcast her singing to every street on the island.

Ron leaned against the side table and activated his Observation Haki.

Just then...

A very faint cracking sound suddenly came from below the concert hall.

Click.

Deep underground, a seal that had been sealed for many years quietly cracked open.

An old, yellowed sheet of music moved on its own without any wind, drifting all the way to the stage through the underground passage!

"Um?"

Uta turned around just then and caught the sheet music.

"Huh? What song is this?"

Ron's expression suddenly changed.

"Elder brother!"

I saw it!

Rosinante immediately raised his hand.

But just a second before the Silent Field closed in, Uta had already instinctively sung the first syllable, following the melody on the paper.

Buzz--

The entire concert hall jolted.

"Silence!"

Uta's singing stopped abruptly.

Rosinante had just breathed a sigh of relief when his expression suddenly changed.

Wrong!

The sound had clearly disappeared, yet the ancient musical score was still vibrating slightly!

Buzz--

An eerie, inaudible fluctuation emanated from the musical score.

Suddenly, a pitch-black crack appeared above the stage!

"What is that?!"

The audience erupted in cheers.

A gigantic black Demon Claw suddenly gripped the edge of the crack!

Ron took a step forward, and the Air Door next to him opened.

The more than two-meter-long Zhenyuan was pulled out.

He stared at the Demon Claw that was still crawling outwards.

"Tsk..."