Ten thousand meters beneath the sea, Fish-Man Island.

At Gyoncorde Plaza.

The usually bustling plaza held only a handful of scattered figures. Most fish-men passing by hurriedly avoided it or covered their faces in shame and fled.

Only a goldfish mermaid with long, wavy golden hair stood at its center, speaking herself hoarse.

She was petite, with large blue eyes and an orange, crown-shaped hair clip atop her head. She wore a long robe patterned with orange fish scales, the designs denser around the cuffs and tail, and a red sash edged in white wrapped around her waist.

Her clothes were splendid, her bearing graceful yet resolute.

Clearly, her status on Fish-Man Island was far from low.

"Huh?"

The goldfish mermaid seemed to catch a passing figure out of the corner of her eye. She hurriedly stopped him, thrusting a stack of papers covered in names and corrections in front of him.

He was a bald fish-man.

"Please sign! Write down your wish to relocate here!"

"Please spare me, Your Highness Queen Otohime... It's impossible now!"

The bald fish-man was so nervous that he broke into a cold sweat.

Although he deeply respected Queen Otohime, the incident several years ago had become a wound that would never heal in the hearts of every fish-man and merfolk on Fish-Man Island.

They would never trust humans again!

Besides, Fish-Man Island was currently facing a threat from the Big Mom Pirates. How could he possibly have the heart to concern himself with something like this?

"Your Highness Otohime, haven't you seen humans for what they truly are yet?"

Three more fish-men she had stopped shouted.

It wasn't that they didn't yearn to live freely beneath the sun and breathe fresh air. But the harm humans had inflicted on them, time and again, had