The Flying Pirates' Three Great Governors!

In the luxurious, bustling hall with its red carpet, hundreds of tea tables, and the air thick with the aroma of wine, the villains who had been drinking, eating, shouting, or laughing wildly were now silent and trembling, staring in disbelief at the messenger pirate kneeling on the red carpet.

"What did you say?"

Shiki propped his head up with one hand and held a white porcelain wine glass in the other, his eyes glazed with drunkenness as he looked at the trembling figures below the stage.

Say it again!

"The Helandou Governor was killed in battle when his ship encountered Garp's fleet in the waters off Autumn Maple Red Island!"

The pirate didn't dare to raise his head, and hurriedly shouted out the information, his forehead covered in cold sweat.

It was just bad luck of his; he lost a game of rock-paper-scissors within the department, and nobody wanted to relay that kind of message.

"The Helandou are dead."

But the fury everyone expected didn't appear on Shiki. Instead, the 'Golden Lion' glanced at the person sitting on the next step.

In the Flying Pirates, only the Governor qualified to place a tea table on the table, so there are only three ordinary antique-style tea tables under the 'admiral'.

At this moment, there was only a coffee table with wine and food on it. As Shiki's gaze swept over, the blue-robed man sitting behind the coffee table spoke.

His voice was incredibly magnetic and pleasant to listen to, exceptionally elegant and gentle; it was enough to captivate any woman.

"He's not dead. His Vivre Card still has a small portion remaining, so he's probably just seriously injured."

"Hehehe!!"

Upon hearing his answer, 'Shiki' stood up happily and swayed as he laughed wildly at the audience.

"I knew it! My Grand Governor couldn't have died so easily. But why is that bastard Garp in my territory?"

His piercing gaze once again focused on the intelligence department members below the stage.

"Reporting to the Admiral, news has come from the Navy that Garp's son, Dragon, has defected, which may be related to this matter!"

"Oh?"

Shiki was stunned for a moment, then burst into wild laughter. This time, his laughter was so exaggerated that tears welled up in his eyes.

"The son of a naval hero has defected from the Navy?!"

"Interesting." The blue-robed figure in the audience chuckled softly.

At this moment, Shiki finished laughing, and his expression instantly became dignified, exuding the aura of a world-class powerhouse.

"No matter what, we have to save the Helandou. Where is that bastard Garp now, G-3?"

At the same time, he picked up 'Oto' and 'Kogarashi' from the sword rack beside him, preparing to take action himself.

"Phew—I'm alive!"

Seeing the admiral become serious, the messenger pirate knew everything was alright; the real fear was that he might get drunk and lash out at you in a fit of rage.

"Reporting to the Admiral, the Navy has assembled a large fleet of eleven warships to hunt down the Roger Pirates, and the commander is none other than Garp."

Eleven ships? Garp personally leading them? What did Roger do this time?

Shiki was curious; he was interested in everything that happened to Roger, since Roger was the only man he recognized as qualified to be his first mate.

Next, the pirates in the audience briefly recounted how the Roger Pirates had destroyed the Lancaster Kingdom's army.

This excited Shiki greatly. If he weren't in such a hurry to rescue Helandou, he would definitely go and talk to Roger to see what interesting things had happened.

"No, the direction the Helandou Vivre Card is pointing to isn't Lancaster, it's G-3!" the blue-robed Governor said again.

"Looks like Garp locked up Helandou Bean in G-3 before he went." With that, Shiki slumped back onto the mat, looking bored, and took a sip from the sake cup in front of him.

"Since Garp isn't here, there's no need for me to go out. Gentleman, you take some men and go there, and while you're at it, wipe out G-3 as a lesson for the Navy."

"Alright, I'll just take some photos of the Marine Base to use as material, even if it wastes some of my writing time."

Just as the blue-robed Governor stood up, uttering a bunch of nonsensical words, a short, stout figure, about 1.67 meters tall, with dark skin, wearing a purple ancient-style robe, rushed in from the other end of the red carpet at the main entrance.

"Let me go, for I never waste time!"

"Besides, I watched Helandou grow up, and I can't just watch him die like this." The purple-robed man spoke with the air of an old man, even though he looked no more than ten years older than Shiki.

However, he doesn't seem to be a normal person.

"It must be because the tracked warship that Helandou gave you is gone, Mr. Zangjing." The blue-robed man, whom Shiki called Gentleman, sat back down when he saw him appear.

Since someone was helping him, why not take it? But he still couldn't help but complain as usual.

Because the abilities of Devil Fruit Users will instantly dissipate once they lose consciousness.

"Uh, well, that's certainly one of the reasons. Without that ship, it would take a lot of time to go anywhere, and the slow sea voyage is really unpleasant." The purple-robed man named Zangjing smiled awkwardly.

"Then go ahead, but be quick and come back soon. You must rescue Helandou before Garp returns." Shiki waved his hand.

"Of course, time is money!" The purple- Zangjing nodded in agreement, then turned to leave.

At the same time, some figures stood up from among the hundred or so tea tables; they were all subordinates directly under this sutra collector.

"Don't forget my photos, take one at every location!" the Gentleman in the blue robe reminded him.

The Zangjing waved his hand without turning his head, indicating that he understood. However, although he walked very quickly, his movement speed was quite slow because his legs were too short.

"Gentleman, you've been a pirate for half your life, and now you're going to write a story where the protagonist is a Marine?"

Inside the hall, Shiki confidently withdrew his gaze from the purple-robed figure and began to mock the strongest of his Governor.

"Writing about pirates is not challenging at all. Who on this high seas is more like a pirate than us? Knowing too much about them would spoil the fun."

The Gentleman Governor sipped his sake nonchalantly, continuing to ponder as he looked at the notebook filled with writing on the coffee table.

"How great would it be to be a Marine protagonist? I've already thought of Devil Fruit abilities, Yun!"

"A naval protagonist who only dares to act recklessly in the Paradise and play around with petty thieves, but doesn't dare to set foot in the New World, tsk tsk tsk."

"Hahaha, well said! Those marines are a bunch of cowards. This New World won't tolerate their insolence!"

"Golden Lion" Shiki was amused by the Gentleman's laughter, and not only him, but also the dozens of officers below him laughed uncontrollably.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the entire hall was like a chaotic dance of demons, filled with mocking and derogatory remarks about the navy.

Soon, amidst a series of thuds, seven pirate ships carrying vicious pirates crashed into the ocean from among the dozens of warships surrounding the central floating Sky Island.

"Hey, I haven't ridden such a slow boat in years."

The short, bulky figure of the Zangjing stood on the bow, looking sullenly at the perfectly normal hull below. He remembered that the tracks had been there before, which made him irritated as he looked up in the direction of G-3.

"Wait for me, I will definitely rescue you, for the sake of precious time."

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