This world was full of wonders, home to all kinds of races.
The Mink Tribe were the original inhabitants of Zou Kingdom, the land of giant elephants. They were said to despise humans and dislike having them come near their homeland.
Their history stretched back over a thousand years. They fought by wrapping electricity around their bodies or weapons to attack their opponents, and were renowned for their strength. Even the old, the young, and the women were strong enough to take down low-level pirates. Even infants knew basic self-defense. The entire country could be said to have no weaklings at all.
Even so, in the eyes of certain humans, they were nothing more than merchandise. According to the price list for human trafficking in the underworld, they went for as little as 700,000 berries—but prices varied by type, with some fetching more than others.
Whale Forest lay at the very center of Zou Kingdom. Its most distinctive landmark resembled a whale.
A village lay beneath it.
"Mr. Gaban, Roger's being escorted to Impel Down by the Marines. Are you really going to stand by and watch him be executed?"
Pedro, a jaguar Mink, looked at the man before him.
Other Minks were gathered nearby, all eyes fixed on the scene.
Drinks had been laid out before them. Across from them sat a man wearing sunglasses and a blue shirt, his hair tied back in a ponytail.
"Haha. That was the captain's decision."
The man Pedro had called Mr. Gaban spoke with a hint of helplessness.
"Will you go to Loguetown?"
"Maybe!"
Gaban drank, unsure whether he would go.
"I won't think about it too much. I'm just passing through today. I'll leave once I've finished my drink."
Gaban grinned, but didn't say why.
Elsewhere.
"Bullet, Roger's going to be