Where Do You Think My Prestige Should Be Placed?!

On Dressrosa's main streets, after the flames had been hurriedly extinguished, countless citizens witnessed the battle atop the Royal Plateau with their own eyes. They had long been shocked by such a terrifying sight.

"How could anyone fight in the sky?"

"What incredible power! More than half of the entire Royal Plateau has been destroyed. But then again, who exactly are those two people?"

"Hey, don't you think that guy controlling the strings has an ability somewhat similar to the one that controlled the kingdom's army?"

"You mean that flamingo-looking guy who controlled the royal army and tried to take over Dressrosa?!"

The crowd erupted into discussion. Many enraged citizens even grabbed kitchen knives and shovels from their homes and charged furiously toward the Royal Plateau.

"Damn pirates! Not only do they want to steal our money, they even want to control the royal army and slaughter innocent citizens! Don't they have even a shred of decency?!"

"Kill him! Drive those evil pirates out of Dressrosa!"

"Charge! Those bastards are on the Royal Plateau—tie them to stakes and burn them to ashes..."

The fiercely indignant Dressrosa citizens charged forward without regard for their own safety, making Riku Doldo III feel that things were going badly.

"Kyros, come with me. We absolutely cannot let this misunderstanding deepen any further. At the very least, we need to explain what happened to that child!"

King Riku and Kyros mounted swift horses, passed the enraged citizens, and hurried toward the Dressrosa palace.

At the same time, the atmosphere within the palace had become oppressive to the extreme.

Yamato's face was livid as he barely suppressed his fury. Hiyori looked at the severed arm, then gazed pleadingly at Hanazuki on the throne.

Even Perona, usually the most willful one, obediently kept her mouth shut. Kuina