"Who knows? I once saw Admiral Bullet of the Marines stop by the island for supplies, but it was nothing like this!"
"The harbor entrance is packed with warships. There must be at least three or four thousand Marines."
"Look, isn't that Marine a fish-man?"
"Yes! What's so surprising about that? A junior officer in town not long ago was even a Tontatta."
"Speaking of him, that officer might have been small, but his strength was incredible!"
"..."
Voices clamored through the crowd, making the scene incredibly lively.
The island's residents had never seen such a spectacle in their entire lives.
Soon, a pitch-black ship slowly docked. An elderly man in fine robes stepped ashore, his expression solemn and a crown on his head.
Beside him stood a burly, muscular guard whose right hand never left the hilt of the sword at his waist.
"The Marines have taken control of the entire harbor."
"This conference is of great importance to the Lulusia Kingdom, but we still don't know where the Marines stand."
"The eldest prince has only had contact with the Admiral Emperor of Dressrosa."
The guard spoke in a low voice.
The old king narrowed his eyes, his expression darkening. "At this Reverie, they didn't have a favorable impression of us either."
Those words silenced the captain of the guards.
"I only hope we can find a way for the people of the Lulusia Kingdom to survive by turning to the Marines!"
The old king sighed as he spoke.
He had initially been in a fairly good mood after returning from the World Government. The Lulusia Kingdom's economy was already struggling, and they had to impose heavy taxes to scrape together the heavenly tribute.
If they had to support an army on top of that, it would be an