Corazon Saved Two Children

"Rosinante has been dead for thirteen years."

Drake did not put down the knife.

The person inside the gate continued to turn the key, but the rusty gear only went half a turn before getting stuck by something.

"I know."

He can't possibly leave you waiting here for me.

The order was not dated.

Who gave it to you?

"A mute postman from North Blue."

Footsteps came from behind the drainage ditch; Queen's men had already caught up and entered the Port.

Drake pressed himself close to the gate.

What's your name?

"Push the door open first."

"Answer."

Izo.

"The Navy doesn't have this person."

I wasn't in the navy before.

The person inside the door gripped the key tightly.

"A few more questions, and the others will be here soon."

Drake sheathed his knife and braced his hands against the gate.

Which way?

"Pull outwards."

"The water pressure is too strong; we can't pull it apart."

"The lock on top is broken. Pull the one on the right."

The two of them exerted force together through the door.

The sluice gate opened a narrow gap, and seawater poured in.

Drake squeezed through the gap, Izo immediately released the key, causing the gate to be pushed back into place by the water pressure.

When the pursuers arrived, they only saw half of the shoulder armor lying in the water.

Behind the door was a small boat hidden in a drainage well.

There was no flag at the bow, but standard naval signal lights were placed on the deck.

Izo was around thirty years old, missing a piece from his left ear, and had a string of wooden keys hanging from his waist.

Drake looked at his hand.

You're not mute.

The messenger was...

Where's the letter?

Izo took an oilcloth bag from the cabin.

There was no letter inside, only a neatly folded navy coat.

The inside of the collar was stained dark with blood.

Drake did not reach out.

"This is from Rosinante?"

The serial number matches.

After checking, Sengoku said, "This is the spare coat he took with him when he was on the mission to Minion Island."

Law asked, "Why are you in Wano Country?"

Izo shook his head.

"My job is just to guard the goal."

"How long have you been guarding them?"

Nine years.

Drake looked at him.

You only received it nine years ago?

The postman brought me a coat and a key, telling me to leave myself an escape route in the drain.

Didn't you ask who we were waiting for?

"I asked."

What was his answer?

Izo pointed to his mouth.

He can't speak.

"Write it?"

"I can't read."

Buggy couldn't help but interject.

"You can deliver this too?"

Izo turned the oilcloth over.

The back features goggles and a dinosaur with its mouth open.

"It's drawn quite clearly."

Drake looked down for a moment.

"Ugly."

I think so too.

Can the boat sail?

"It can sail out, but it can't avoid the Port patrol boats."

Drake went up on the deck.

"Get out of the drain well first."

Izo did not set sail immediately.

You'll have to open that coat yourself.

"I won't answer."

"Its pocket had an air route map sewn on."

"Take it apart."

"It's been removed; the wires will close on their own."

Vegapunk retrieved the goggles recording from Enies Lobby.

The lenses are responding to the quiet space inside the coat.

Although the two items are located in different places, they preserve the same record of the operation on Minion Island.

Lin Qi incorporated them into a separate verification page.

"You can simply open the flight path map without setting up the relic reception."

Drake asked, "And the price?"

"Recover a recording you didn't hear back then."

Whose is it?

"Rosinante."

Luo sat on the Polar Tang, not urging him on.

The Sengoku also remained silent.

The sound of patrol boat horns came from outside the drainage well.

Izo placed his hand on the helm.

"If we don't unlock the map soon, we'll run into the blockade if we go out."

Drake placed his coat on the deck.

"Open."

An old reflection shone through the lenses of the goggles.

It was snowing on the Minion Island. A boy wearing goggles ran out of a burning house, his left arm was injured, and he was only wearing one shoe.

Drake looked at his past self.

That's enough.

Lin Qi asked, "The flight path map hasn't appeared yet."

"Continue."

The boy hid in the alley between the two houses.

There were people searching for the Op-Op Fruit in front, and his father's men behind.

A man wearing a black feather coat fell from the roof and landed in a snowdrift.

Luo looked at the screen.

"Corazon."

Rosinante got up, brushed the snow off his head, and turned around to see Drake in the alley.

The two people looked at each other from a distance of about ten steps apart.

Young Drake raised his gun first.

Rosinante raised his hands and pointed to the naval signal flare in the distance.

Drake didn't move.

Someone behind him was already calling his name.

"The young master said, capture Drake, he knows the warehouse where the fruit is traded!"

Rosinante glanced at the entrance to the alley.

A quiet zone then unfolded.

The pursuers rushed into the alley, but they couldn't hear Drake's panting or his footsteps in the snow.

Rosinante took off his spare coat and threw it at the boy's feet.

A map of the naval evacuation route was tucked inside the coat.

The boy picked up the clothes but didn't wear them.

Why are you helping me?

Rosinante opened his mouth to answer, but his voice was left in the silence by his ability.

The Drake of the past did not hear.

Thirteen years later, those words came out from under the coat.

Because you're running away too.

Drake held onto the gunwale, not touching the garment.

In the picture, Rosinante points north and then to the naval insignia on his chest.

"Run that way, the navy will catch you."

The boy asked, "And you?"

Rosinante turned to look at another street.

There's a treasure chest being carried onto a sled over there.

"I need to pick up another child."

Luo pressed his hand against the Kikoku, remaining silent.

Drake stared at the treasure chest in the image.

"Had he already found you by then?"

"Found it."

"Then why are you still bothering me?"

Go ask him.

He's dead.

"So I can't ask."

Before leaving, Rosinante kicked a spare coat next to the boy.

"If you survive, return my clothes to the Navy."

Young Drake called out to his retreating figure, "What's your name?"

Rosinante didn't turn around, but simply pointed to the rank insignia on his coat.

This concludes the record.

The coat pockets opened on their own, revealing an old shipping route to the Wano Country's weapons port.

Izo immediately laid out the route next to the ship's wheel.

"The third waterway on the left can avoid patrol boats."

Drake asked, "Who painted this road?"

Vegapunk compared the ink marks.

"Rosinante."

He has never been to Wano Country.

The flight path was drawn four years after his death.

Everyone on deck looked at the picture.

Sengoku, transport records of Rosinante's relics were unearthed.

"After his silent ability was sent to Enies Lobby, it was used to test secret routes."

"They used his abilities to silence the transport ships?"

"It took eight years."

Izo starts the small boat.

No wonder no one can hear us on this road.

The ship sailed out of the drainage well, and the patrol boats outside did not sound an alarm.

Drake folded the coat and put it back on the oilcloth.

"This dress is for Luo."

Luo raised his head.

The wooden sign says "It's you."

"Corazon told me to return it to the Navy."

"I am a pirate."

"The Sengoku will pay."

Sengoku took out his wallet.

"I'll pay."

Luo leaned back in his chair.

"Put it with Drake for now."

I don't accept keepsakes.

"Then we'll keep it for him for another six hours."

Drake wanted to refuse, but the lenses of his goggles revealed another incomplete record.

This time, it's the voice of Diaz Barrels.

He shouted from the warehouse on the Minion Island, "Don't let Drake go back to the ship!"

Drake held the oilcloth bundle down.

A page showing the transfer of old culpability appears below the record.

[Pirate Dias Barrels Dies]

[His unresolved crimes were inherited by his direct blood relative, X. Drake]