The young Jinbe looked no different from how he did in Dimon's memories.
With that distinctive blue fatty appearance, Dimon recognized him at a glance.
He slowly said, "Even in the undersea world, surely you know who I am?"
A few days ago in Loguetown, he had encountered a group of pirates trying to steal his Rubber Fruit. Now that he had arrived at Fishman Island, he was being stopped outside its borders.
Wasn't his face recognized everywhere in the world?
"You are..." Jinbe scrutinized him closely. After a moment, his expression gradually changed. "The brewer, Dimon!"
Actually, he had thought the other man looked familiar from the start, but he had not dared to be certain.
Why would a legendary figure like the brewer suddenly come to Fishman Island?
His gaze shifted from Dimon to the two people beside him.
One was a Horned Fishman who looked to be around forty years old. As for the other...
"Then you must be... the Pirate King, Roger?" Jinbe asked in astonishment.
Although he looked somewhat different from his wanted poster and lacked that conspicuous nose hair, his face matched, and the Supreme Grade Blade at his waist was enough to confirm his identity.
Two legendary pirates had suddenly visited Fishman Island. This was a major incident, and it had to be reported upward.
"Don't be nervous, young Fishman. We aren't here to cause trouble. We're only looking for someone," Roger said with one hand on his hip.
Jinbe frowned. "Over the past year, ten times as many pirates as usual have come to Fishman Island. Those pirates are usually no good. They abduct merfolk from our country... I'm sorry, but I can't let you in!"
The kid had guts.
Even facing Roger and me, he's still faithfully doing his duty, Dimon