Time rewound to a few days earlier.
Ten thousand meters beneath the sea.
Fish-Man Island.
A breathtaking island, filled with wonder and the impossible.
It was an unavoidable stop for pirates heading to the second half of the Grand Line, and the birthplace of most fish-men and merfolk. It was known as a paradise beneath the sea.
Waterwheel Town.
North of Fish-Man Island.
"Lord Neptune, please hurry! Little Shyarly has divined the future again."
A group hurried toward Waterwheel Town, all because four-year-old Shyarly had divined the future again.
After all, little Shyarly's predictions were one hundred percent accurate.
"I hope it isn't bad news."
Neptune was a coelacanth mermaid, burly, with thick, unruly orange-red hair and a dense covering of body hair. As he followed his subordinates, he scratched his head.
At that moment, in a small park in Waterwheel Town, a shark mermaid with short black hair and blue eyes, adorable and only around four or five years old, was using a crystal ball to divine the future.
Shyarly's face was full of concentration.
Quite a few people had gathered around her.
"Lord Neptune is here."
"Make way!"
By the time Neptune and the others arrived, little Shyarly had finished her divination.
She looked as if she had been frightened out of her wits. Her face was pale with terror, and her small, frail body kept trembling.
She curled up with her hands over her head, making people ache to protect her.
"Little Shyarly, what did you see?"
Neptune's heart sank. He hurried forward and gently stroked Shyarly's head, speaking softly.
He wondered what kind of future could have frightened her so badly.
As far as he knew, Shyarly was a very strong girl.
"Lord Neptune."
Shyarly lifted her face. Tears welled in her big blue eyes as