Dullamos Island,
A small seaside town,
Its former leisurely atmosphere was gone without a trace, every household keeping its doors and windows tightly shut.
On the road outside town,
The kingdom's regular army slowly approached under the lead of several nobles.
Though when facing pirates from the New World, they could be said to crumble at the first touch and flee three miles at the mere sight of a pirate flag,
When facing unarmed commoners, every one of them became a war god, armed with swords and spears.
Didn't want to pay taxes?
One slash would shatter your spirit of independence!
In his younger days, Old Gick was confident he could charge in and out of this mob seven times over, but now he was old,
So old that he could not even use Haki anymore.
"Hey! Old man! Surrender yourself!
Because of an old fool like you, the kingdom has lost so much money..."
The elderly noble at the forefront narrowed his eyes, greed flashing through them.
"Earl, His Majesty the King has ordered us to resolve this trouble quickly. The World Government officials will be arriving soon."
Another noble beside him stepped forward and leaned down to speak into the old noble's ear.
"I know."
The old noble straightened his collar. "Then, all troops, attack!!!"
Splat—
The moment his words fell, a cloud of dust suddenly rose from the front of the formation, making the old noble frown.
"What's going on?!"
But no one answered him.
Within his sight, a short, thin figure slowly emerged, still dragging the body of a soldier who had been taken out in an instant,
Swaying as he came into view,
It was Old Gick.
"Where did this old fool come from?! You're so old that even tofu would crack your teeth, yet