The dark clouds in the night sky gradually dispersed, as if an invisible hand had pushed them aside, revealing a crescent moon high above the black canopy.
In a sprawling European-style mansion, the silence was shattered by a series of shouts. A few lit torches illuminated the entrance.
"What happened?"
"I don't know!"
"I heard a noise and came running out too!"
Shipwrights came running out one after another and gathered in front of the mansion. They wore tank tops and shorts, and some were even bare-chested.
Without exception, they all carried weapons—knives, hammers, large saws—and stared anxiously up at the hole in the wall.
"That's Mr. Iceberg's study!"
With a cigar clenched in the corner of his mouth, Pauly shouted gravely, "Something may have happened to Mr. Iceberg! Grab your weapons and follow me upstairs!"
The cool moonlight shone through the broken wall into the study. The commotion below reached Lina and the others as well.
"So the people just now were from the World Government?"
Iceberg rubbed his forehead and furrowed his brow. "Those bastards never gave up. I knew it was only a matter of time before they came after me."
"If you knew, why stay here and wait to die?" Robin asked, folding her arms in confusion.
"This city needs me."
Iceberg leaned back in his chair and spoke calmly. "Besides, now that the World Government is after me, where could I run? You understand that better than anyone, don't you?"
"Fair enough... It's about time I left."
Robin's expression darkened. She looked at Lina and remained silent for a while before deciding to tell him everything.
"CP9's operation is being watched by Aokiji, and they've even given CP9 the authority to launch a Buster Call.
"Also, I heard Marine Hero Vice Admiral Garp is in