When Do You Think a Person Dies?

"Oh..."

Lia felt a sense of relief after hearing Bada's words.

Then she stared curiously at Kuta, especially Kuta Kuina behind him, who was about the same age as her but was already a famous figure on the Grand Line.

Kuta looked at Lia, smiled gently, and spoke politely.

"Hello, my name is Kuta, and I'm Uncle Bada's customer."

Lia was stunned by Kuta Taiyang's smile, then blushed and hurriedly spoke.

"Hello! I'm Bass Lia, you can just call me Lia."

"Hello, Lia, my Ahua."

Ahua looked at Lia, pushed up his glasses, and quickly asked.

Seeing Ahua take the lead, A-Luo was not to be outdone. He flashed a flamboyant punk hairstyle and winked at Lia.

"Hello, Lia. My name is A-Luo, and I'm a handsome man unparalleled in the East Blue."

"Vomit!"

Ahua bent over, gagging, "You, a handsome man? Don't be ridiculous!"

"What did you say?"

"I said, you, handsome man?"

Ahua straightened up, picked at his ear, and looked at A-Luo with disdain. "Didn't you hear me? Should I say it again?"

Looks like you want to fight again!

"Do you think you can surpass me just because you've eaten too many Radish these past few days?!"

A-Luo's forehead veins bulged as he charged towards A-Luo.

"Fight if you want, whoever's taking the blame gets caught!"

Not to be outdone, Ahua charged at A-Luo as well.

Just as their foreheads were about to collide.

Thump--!

Thump--!

Two fists slammed the two guys into the ground without mercy, causing large bumps to appear on their heads at the same time.

"Don't embarrass yourself while you're a guest in someone else's home!"

Kuina withdrew her hand and smiled at Lia.

"Don't mind them, that's how these two families always talk. Just treat them like a circus troupe."

She extended her hand, saying, "Hello, my name is Kuina."

Hello, hello!

Lia looked at Kuina, reached out and lightly shook hands with Kuina, then quickly let go.

A-Tao smoked a cigarette, casually exhaled a smoke ring, and looked at the two people lying on the ground with a contemptuous smile.

"Intellectually disabled."

Chapter 12 When do you think a person dies?

"Kalkale!!"

Pfft! Pfft!...

"Miss, haven't we met somewhere before?"

Indigo walked past Ahua and the other man, stood in front of Lia, and looked at her with a puzzled expression.

"You are, you are, you are..."

Lia looked at Indigo, then suddenly took a step back, a flash of recollection in her eyes.

"The second-in-command of that Old Man with the Ship's Rudder stuck in his hair."

"It seems to be called... Golden Lion, right?"

As she spoke, she stared at Indigo with a curious expression.

The other person left a deep impression on her; after all, their unique footsteps and laughter were hard to forget.

And the Golden Lion was actually able to get along with her father...

"Father?"

She then shuddered, covered her head, and suddenly burst into tears.

"What's wrong?"

Kuina looked at Lia and asked with concern.

"I don't know, I just thought of someone, and suddenly it just happened."

"I have absolutely no recollection of that person, but I just want to cry, and I don't even know why I'm crying."

Lia looked up at Kuina, trying to stop her tears, but she couldn't.

She didn't know why, but every time she thought of her father, whom she had no memory of, she couldn't stop feeling sad.

This deep sorrow would bring her to tears every time.

Moreover, she herself had no idea what was going on, as if another personality was crying inside her body.

Kuina looked at Lia, a hint of heartache flashing in her eyes. She wanted to reach out and hug her, but then stopped herself after thinking about it.

She could sense Lia's helplessness and sadness, but this inexplicable emotion was completely different from the Lia in front of her.

She then turned to look at Indigo. Since Indigo knew Lia, perhaps knowing Lia's past would help him understand why she was acting this way.

Indigo stared at Lia for a moment, then looked up at Bada.

Should I call you Bada or Bass?

"Bass?"

Everyone who looked at Bada was startled.

Kuta looked at Bada with curiosity in his eyes.

This guy is really something else; he noticed his difference right there at the docks.

However, judging from Indigo's words, his guess might still be conservative.

He had previously thought this guy was at most a Nobles.

I never imagined he might be the king here.

It's astonishing that a king would bestow such flattery upon them.

"A real man."

These are the only three words that come to his mind right now.

"I don't know why I can't remember who you are at all, but my heart tells me that I must know you."

Indigo glanced at Lia. "I knew when I saw this princess."

"You must be the former king of this place."

"Because I've only met two people in the Bass Kingdom, one is your daughter, Princess Bass Lia, and the other..."

As he spoke, he looked at Bada and said with certainty, "It's you, am I right?"

Bada ignored Indigo and looked at Lia with heartache. He slowly walked to Lia's side and hugged her tightly, while Lia looked on in disbelief.

"I'm sorry, my princess, my daughter. It's my fault for being useless, causing you and the people to suffer so much."

His voice was low and filled with sorrow.

Since he had brought Kuta and the others back, he actually intended to tell them the truth.

Now that Indigo had discovered his identity, he no longer needed to hide it.

Kuta and his gang were the only people he had met in the past two years who truly had a sense of Justice.

He was willing to gamble on Kuta, and on the fate of the Bass Kingdom.

Because of him.

Because he doesn't have time!

He could already feel the crisis in his heart gradually engulfing him, leading him toward the abyss and toward death.

If he dies, this place will surely become an inescapable Hell.

And Lia, and the people...

"Father?"

Lia lay in Bada's arms, stunned.

"Um!"

Bada released his hands, looked at Lia, and reached out to touch Lia's face.

"I'm so sorry, Lia. I'm such a bad father, I've made you suffer so much."

"I'll give everything back to you today!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his right hand and gently tapped his head.

Thump--!

A ripple appeared in the air.

Everyone felt as if something had happened, yet also as if nothing had happened.

Let's look at Bada again.

In an instant, Bada transformed into a phantom, and from within the phantom emerged a burly man wearing a crown, a golden cloak, and fiery red hair that burned like flames.

The man was around 40 years old and exuded an aura of unparalleled dominance.

The aura vanished in a flash, and everyone snapped out of their daze, staring blankly at the man.

Then a shout came from the surrounding area.

Bada's underlings, seeing the drastically changed Bada, were slightly taken aback, and then all knelt down on the ground.

"Country

Your Majesty.

They remembered everything.

Who else could the person before them be but their king?

Although they had only seen the king from afar when they were children.

But they could never forget what the king looked like.

This is their king of Bass.

A benevolent, kind, and compassionate king who loved his people like his own children.

How could they forget their king!

Thinking of this, all the underlings couldn't help but cry.

Amidst a flurry of footsteps, all the elderly people gathered around.

They stared at Bada, their eyes no longer dim, but filled with excitement, exhilaration, and of course, resentment.

One of the older men, who looked very prestigious, suddenly stepped past the crowd, rushed to Bada, grabbed Bada's clothes with both hands, and shouted loudly.

"So you finally decided to come back!"

"You still know how to come back!"

"Bass, Bass, the Bass Kingdom is gone, why did you come back!"