The merchant ship had stopped in the waters one kilometer from Dressrosa. At that moment, the waters within several kilometers of Dressrosa were all restricted. Any vessel that did not belong to the Donquixote Family and entered these waters would be questioned, or even shelled.
Several speedboats with the Donquixote Family's emblem printed on their sails approached, faintly forming an encirclement. The sailors aboard the merchant ship grew tense.
The One-Eyed Captain looked at Pica. He had recognized Pica's identity long ago. Entering these waters was easy, but leaving would not be so simple. The food aboard his ship could not be stored for too long. If they were forced to berth in Dressrosa and detained for several days or even half a month, it would result in a huge loss.
Pica said nothing. He simply walked to the edge of the ship.
On a small sailboat rapidly closing the distance, several pirates dressed in the Donquixote Family's attire held spyglasses and constantly observed the merchant ship's movements. They did not understand why a ship under Whitebeard's command had come to these waters. This was not a route that had to be passed through, and as for coming here for supplies—what a joke. Dressrosa's supply station had closed a month ago.
"That's..."
A pirate adjusted his spyglass.
"Lord Pica?"
"What?"
Several pirates nearby were startled when they heard this.
"That's right, it's Lord Pica. Let's go over."
More than a dozen speedboats surrounded the merchant ship. Several pirates climbed aboard using ropes.
"Lord Pica, you..."
The Donquixote Family pirate had just begun asking about Pica's condition when Pica glanced at him, and the pirate immediately shut his mouth.
"You, escort them out of these waters."
Pica casually picked a pirate. Perhaps he could not remember who that pirate was, so