Ohara

Sauron watched the direction Robin was running, silently praying that everything would be in time.

Little Robin ran with all her might towards the Tree of Knowledge, her mind focused on two things: telling everyone to escape quickly and finding her mother!

The entire town had descended into chaos, villagers desperately packing their belongings and fleeing the town. Little Robin ran against the flow of people to the Tree of Knowledge, pushed open the door, and looked at everyone, panting as she said:

"Has... has my mother... returned?"

Everyone was startled because Olvia had indeed returned just moments ago, bringing with her disastrous news.

"How could that be? Why would your mother be here? What happened to you, little Robin?"

Robin's face fell with disappointment upon hearing everyone's words, but she immediately remembered Sauron's words and quickly spoke up:

"Right! The Marine warships are coming! They say they're going to kill all the scholars!"

At this moment, Dr. Clover, the leader with hair and a beard like a shamrock, walked up to Robin and knelt down. He gently patted her head and smiled as he instructed:

"Little Robin, remember this! From now on, don't tell anyone you're an archaeologist. You must remember! Do you understand?"

"Bang!"

The large door was violently pushed open again. A group of CP members, holding guns, wearing black suits, and hats, rushed in, shouting loudly:

"Drop what you're holding! Hands up and come outside!"

Dr. Clover tried to step forward and reason with them, but several guns were roughly pointed at his chest.

"Now, get out immediately!"

The scholars and Robin were led out onto the lawn in front of the Tree of Knowledge. Murmurs arose from the surroundings:

"Look, the scholars have really been arrested!"

"What did they do?"

"Are they really researching something that will destroy the world?"

"Don't worry about that now! The evacuation ship is in that direction!"

"Right, right! On the west coast!"

The villagers frantically fled towards the west coast.

Dr. Clover sat cross-legged on the ground and looked at Robin, saying:

"The evacuation ships are already here? It seems the World Government is going all out this time. Robin, you should hurry to the evacuation ship too!"

"I don't want to. It doesn't matter if I get on that ship, there's no one there who's good to me. I want to be with everyone..."

"Robin!"

Dr. Clover, seeing the usually clever and bright little girl being so stubborn, felt a surge of anger.

Just then, an arrogant laugh was heard. It was CP9's superior officer, Spandine, and his two subordinates, escorting a severely injured woman.

"Waha ha ha ha! Ohara scholars! My subordinate just reported to me that a giant Poneglyph stone tablet was found in the basement, along with your research notes on history. Therefore—your death sentence is confirmed!"

"Before I die, let me make one phone call to the Gorosei. I have a conjecture about that blank period of history we've been researching all these years."

Dr. Clover, hearing his death sentence, didn't panic. They knew that the moment they began researching history, this would be their crime. He only requested one phone call to the Gorosei. He then turned his head to Robin and said:

"Little Robin, hurry to the evacuation ship. Anything you hear from now on will make you a criminal!"

Hearing Robin's name, the detained woman looked up at the little girl in front of her and gave a kind smile. She's grown so much, Robin!

Robin looked at everyone, then at the woman whose eyes held such tenderness. She left the lawn, turning back three times, but she didn't go to the evacuation ship. She secretly ran to a corner to observe the scene. She had a premonition that this unfamiliar woman might very well be her mother!

She didn't know what was being said over there, but she heard a gunshot, and Dr. Clover fell to the ground. Robin immediately ran over.

"Don't mind them. A Buster Call has already been issued. Take this woman with you; we still need to get some information from her. We can't let her die here. Retreat!"

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Although little Robin was accustomed to hardship, and was intelligent and strong, she was, after all, an 8-year-old child. She had never witnessed someone being shot and killed. Seeing the doctor lying on the ground and the woman being taken away, she finally couldn't hold back her tears and cried out:

"Are you my mother?"

The woman paused upon hearing the crying, then continued to walk forward.

"Are you my mother?!"

Seeing the woman's retreating back, Robin cried even more heartbrokenly, continuing to press her question.

Spandine also looked at Olvia in confusion. "Is this your child?"

Olvia, enduring her reluctance and heartache, covered one eye with her hand, trying hard not to let tears fall.

"I'm sorry! I think you've mistaken me for someone else!"

"I'm Robin! I've grown up, don't you recognize me anymore!

I've been waiting for you, waiting for you to come back!

I just hoped that one day you would hold my hand and we could take a walk together like other children!

That's why I've been so obedient and studied archaeology diligently! I can already decipher the Poneglyphs! It was all in the hope that one day you would come back and take me with you!"

"Mom!

Don't leave me! Don't abandon me alone again!

Please!"

Hearing the desperate pleas, Olvia could no longer hold back. She turned to look at Robin, falling to her knees and crying uncontrollably.

"Rumble~"

Just then, the Buster Call's bombardment began. A cannonball landed not far from Spandine, startling him greatly.

"Damn it! What the hell is going on?! How did the bombardment get here so fast? I haven't even left the island yet! Quick, quick, quick, retreat!"

He then took the lead in running. His two followers were still asking:

"Superior officer! What about that woman and child?"

Spandine yelled as he ran:

"Remember their faces! Just make sure they haven't left the island! Hurry up and run, damn it! If we're any later, we'll all be cannon fodder!"

Amidst the flying artillery, Olvia held Robin tightly, gazing intently at the child before her, as if trying to memorize every detail and engrave her image deeply into her mind.

However, beautiful reunions are always so fleeting.

"Robin!"

A giant figure was shouting as he ran towards them.

"Sauron?"

Olvia was stunned as she looked at the giant running towards them. Her face lit up with joy, and she quickly called out Sauron's name.

"Sauron, I beg you, do one last thing for me: take Robin and escape. Let this child live!"

"I won't! I want to be with Mom! I finally found you, I don't want to leave you!"

"Child, I'm sorry! Please forgive your mother's selfishness. If I stay with you, I might endanger you. You'll have to be strong on your own from now on! Go! Sauron!"

Sauron ignored Robin's struggles and cries, cupping her in his hand. He looked at Olvia's resolute eyes, wanting to say something, but found himself unable to utter a word. In the end, he could only nod, turn, and run towards the evacuation ship.

Olvia's feigned strength crumbled as Sauron's figure slowly disappeared. She couldn't hold back any longer, tears streaming down her face as she shouted:

"Robin! Live well!"