After Garen's little performance, the burial chamber fell silent again.
Robin simply took out the Den Den Mushi she had hidden in her arms in front of Garen and held it to her ear, but all she could hear was a busy signal from the other end.
Clearly, Crocodile had hung up in fury and was rushing toward the royal tomb with murder in his heart.
"So it seems."
Robin looked deeply at Garen.
"You knew from the very beginning that I was a spy sent by Crocodile."
"That's right. It wasn't hard to guess."
Garen nodded and answered casually.
"Crocodile isn't the kind of person who gives up easily after suffering a setback."
"And given his personality, he definitely wouldn't just sit by and watch you—the only person capable of deciphering Poneglyphs—leave his side so easily."
"Crocodile will be here soon."
Garen looked at Robin again and said.
"I'll go deal with him. You stay here and decipher the Poneglyph without worry!"
"No problem. I'll finish my work."
Robin wore a professional smile as she added softly.
"Then I wish you success in battle, my new boss."
As soon as she finished speaking, Robin's fake smile froze on her face.
She suddenly felt her wrist touch something hard and cold, and then her body went limp like dough, all strength draining from it.
The sudden change caught Robin off guard. She stumbled and happened to fall into Garen's strong embrace.
But there was nothing romantic about it for Robin, because the man supporting her limp body held a pair of icy handcuffs in his other hand, one end firmly locked around her fair, slender wrist.
"Seastone Handcuffs?"
Robin cried out the name of the special restraints in panic.
"That's right."
Garen nodded. With his current wealth and influence, getting