"Hancock's arrogance is just a shield. After all, given what she went through..."
"Shakky, I really have no other choice. That's why I came to you."
"Against the Richest Group, Nine Snake Island wouldn't stand a chance. We could be wiped out at any moment."
Ever since the Liquor Kingdom incident, Gloriosa had been trying to find a way to deal with this. She'd prepared a first contingency plan: compensation.
Her second plan was to seek help, which was why she'd come here.
If the Richest Group had forgotten about the incident, then everyone would be happy.
But lately, the entire Richest Group had been in action, with each of its executives sweeping across the seas like an unstoppable force. No matter how powerful the kingdom or how high the bounty on the pirate crew, they'd all been ruthlessly crushed.
And they'd only sent one executive each time.
Even Gild Tesoro had personally entered the fray.
There were few people or factions on the seas capable of stopping the Gold Emperor. Nine Snake Island clearly didn't make the cut. Even if they all joined forces, they wouldn't be enough to stop him from wiping them out.
Gloriosa could only pray that the Richest Group would be magnanimous and let Hancock off. That would be the best outcome.
Even if they did hold a grudge, she hoped her first contingency plan—offering compensation—would be enough to appease them. But she feared the Richest Group might not even consider her offer worthwhile.
After all, with the Richest Group's resources, they could have anything they wanted. They lacked for nothing!
So, to be safe...
She hoped Rayleigh and Shakky would step in. They were her last resort.
Gloriosa didn't want a confrontation unless absolutely necessary. If one broke out, Nine Snake Island might really