Night fell, and dark clouds veiled the moon. The bustling city grew quiet, lights shone in countless homes, and few pedestrians remained on the streets.
The approaching Water Gods had left the people of the city in a state of panic.
Dock One was brightly lit. The shipwrights had all gone home, leaving the spacious shipyard silent and empty, with only the lights still on.
Deep inside the dock, an entrance led to a typical European-style mansion. Several men in black stormed out of it.
This was the headquarters of the Galley-La Company, as well as the home of Iceberg, the mayor of Water 7.
In a spacious study, Iceberg was looking over the reports on his desk. Some concerned Galley-La's recent business orders, while others detailed the progress of the evacuation plan for the Water Gods.
Behind him, a wanted poster hung on the wall. If the Straw Hat Crew were here, they would have recognized it immediately.
Because the photograph on it was none other than Nico Robin!
Knock, knock, knock!
"Mr. Iceberg, it's me. Would you like something to drink?"
Hearing the knock, Iceberg set down the document in his hands and looked up. "Oh, Kalifa. Bring me a cup of black tea."
Kalifa gently pushed the door open. She carried a tray with a pot of freshly brewed black tea and a cup, then set it down on the desk.
"I've already brewed it for you." Kalifa poured Iceberg a cup of tea, then stepped aside and stood by the window.
"Oh-ho, you never disappoint."
Iceberg praised her as usual. "You're so capable, Kalifa. Having a secretary like you makes my life much easier."
"You're too kind, Mr. Iceberg."
Kalifa adjusted her glasses. "I just saw Mr. Gochi storm out. Have they come to bother you