While Loa was talking with Sengoku, Tony, who had been awake all night, encountered two unknown enemies on the Coast outside Nanohana.
"Ah!"
"Who's there?"
"Over there!"
The sudden shouts shattered the quiet of the Coast. Tony rose from the deck and gripped White Bone Lord at his waist. His eyes narrowed slightly, and a dangerous red glint flashed through them before vanishing.
"That one looks pretty strong."
A soldier soon hurried over to report.
"Lord Tony, someone broke into the prison and rescued Drake!"
Tony wore nothing but a worn-out recruit's uniform, but Loa had left him in command before departing, so the soldiers naturally obeyed him. His strength had earned their trust, too.
"Drake? Got it. Hurry and tend to the wounded. I'll deal with the intruders!" Tony ordered. He did not send the soldiers to stop the rescue, because they were too close to Zephyr.
If someone who could make Tony feel threatened started fighting here, there was no guarantee these warships would survive.
"Yes, sir!"
The soldier answered loudly and rushed off.
Tony waited until the figure carrying Drake had dwindled to a speck in the distance. Only then did he descend from the deck, one step at a time.
"Run. Run as far as you can. Prey that doesn't flee is no fun to hunt!"
In the distance, Jones, still in his Black King Snake form, fought the urge to throw the bastard off his back. With Drake cursing at him, he raced toward Cannibal Island.
Beside him, Crocodile, clad in a black cloak and hat, was at a loss for words. He had the nagging feeling he had made the wrong decision.
Anywhere in the world, a crewman who dared threaten his captain with death would be hard to like. And the captain had