As long as they could make the organization rise in a single stroke.
Then, if White Dove Roya's identity could become Fleet Admiral, everything would have the best possible outcome.
Before long, in just a brief moment,
Roya arrived in Paradise.
By then, Paradise had become the largest entertainment city on the seas.
Only those who were truly wealthy dared to come aboard this ship.
Every day, it brought Paradise revenues of tens of millions, even hundreds of millions, of Belly.
Piloting an unmarked ship, he slowly advanced from the entrance.
Roya saw golden dust drifting down from the sky above.
This was an ability Nami had developed.
It allowed the golden dust to enter other people's bodies.
It was as though a layer of restraint had been cast upon them.
As long as it was not washed away by seawater, the golden dust would continue affecting the human body.
Unless they left Paradise.
Only then could the effects of the golden dust fade away.
Roya stood on the ship's deck as it passed through the Golden Entrance.
Roya saw Nami standing at the highest point, gold in her hand.
In an instant, the gold churned and transformed into liquid gold.
Its form shifted continuously.
The lights came on.
The people around them began cheering nonstop.
At that moment, notes drifted from the instruments.
Under everyone's gaze, Carina stood there with a microphone in hand and sang for the crowd.
Her graceful voice flowed from Carina's lips.
"A magnificent performance is about to begin. Are you ready?"
As Carina's words fell, she pointed her delicate hand toward the center.
A massive golden tower suddenly rose from the liquid gold.
Nami stood atop the tower.
At that moment, the giant tower bloomed like a rose.
Nami's figure entered everyone's sight.
She