Sea Circle Calendar, February 6, 1527.
Grand Line, Jaya.
The island was shaped like a skull with half of it bitten off. Mock Town in the western region was filled with the clamor and stench of pirates.
Dawn stood by the shore, calmly watching the distant horizon.
"Is my birthday gift here?"
A familiar voice came from beside him. Robin clasped her hands behind her back, her black hair cascading like a waterfall, her figure
"There doesn't seem to be anything here that would interest me. If I'm not satisfied later, I might resist tonight."
Dawn's mouth twitched.
"Can't you be a little more tactful? And how can you say something like that without blushing? You were pretty cute whenever you blushed as a child."
"Why would I blush?"
A look of disdain appeared on Robin's face.
"Don't treat me like a child. We've been together for so many years. Do you really think I don't know what kind of person you are?"
Her words were so blunt that Dawn was left speechless. He shook his head and said nothing more. After confirming the direction, he suddenly reached out and swept Robin up around the waist.
The movement was so fast that Robin only had time to let out a soft cry before she was already cradled against his chest.
An invisible spherical Gravity Field shield formed around them. Then, like cannonballs, they shot into the sky and pierced the clouds.
In just a few minutes, they had passed seven thousand meters and entered a world of pure white.
The White Sea, an ocean made of white clouds, glimmered with a gentle sheen beneath the sunlight.
Dawn did not stop. He continued flying upward, higher and higher, until he broke through ten thousand meters and arrived at the White-White Sea.