Sorbeth Kingdom, northeastern waters.
The East Blue Emperor.
Seven was assigning tasks to the crew.
"Mihawk, you and Mr. Fujitora stay on the ship. A tiny kingdom like Sorbeth isn't worth sending out three Great Swordsmen."
With the Morning Star Pirates' three strongest fighters joining the fray, even Marine Headquarters would be within their reach. A rundown kingdom in South Blue certainly wasn't worth making such a fuss over.
In fact, if he set aside his moral principles, Seven alone could slaughter his way through the entire kingdom.
Mihawk nodded slightly. He had never liked trouble. With time to spare, he'd rather research 108 ways to drink iced black tea.
"Captain, please be careful." Little Robin stood beside her mother, waving.
Fujitora smiled. "May you get your wish. To be honest, I can hardly wait to meet Mr. Kuma."
Ever since learning about Kuma's legendary acts as the Lover King in God Valley and at the country church, Fujitora had come to deeply admire him. He could hardly wait to talk with Kuma through the night and sleep side by side with him.
Now, the Captain was finally going to make his move.
Fujitora had nothing to worry about. Even a stubborn man like him had been won over by the Captain's charisma. Mr. Kuma would surely be won over, too.
"Right. Keep in touch."
As soon as he finished speaking, Seven's figure transformed into lightning. He streaked across the sky at tremendous speed, flying toward the kingdom's capital.
The moon was dark and the wind was high—a fine night for a little physical cleansing.
The kingdom's capital, the Royal Palace.
The current king, Bekri, wore a golden crown and lounged on his throne. Below him were palace maids posing coyly and civilian women who had been forced to