Pizarro / Kingdom of Chris

As soon as he finished speaking, all the family members present didn't dare to breathe. Pizarro was incredibly audacious to speak to his mother like that. Didn't he know how terrifying she was?

"Oh my god! What a bold guy..."

BIG·MOM laughed in anger, her eyes widening like saucers, her purple eyeshadow almost distorted.

It's been so long, so long since anyone dared to speak to her like that!

The last person who was her captain is dead, not even a trace left!

"Katakuri, you immediately lead the team and bring that rude fellow Pizarro before me. Let him know that he must show the necessary respect to the Emperor of the Sea!"

Yes, Mom.

New World, Broccoli Island.

The Chris Kingdom is a non- World Government Member States located in New World dominated by Pirates. It relies solely on the meager strength of its Kingdom Self-Defense Force to resist, which indirectly led to the tragic events of the recent past.

After all, the weak have absolutely no voice in the New World.

Inside the palace of the Chris Kingdom.

A man dressed in a white and dark brown fur coat and wearing a light purple necklace sat slumped on the throne without any regard for his image. His eyes were slightly narrowed as if he were dozing. His light blue hair was like wild mane, and he had a thick beard. Two black metal plates were attached to his left and right temples, with two long white horns attached to them.

Judging from his attire, he doesn't resemble a monarch at all; on the contrary...

Like a Pirates!!

"Your Corrupt King, the entire royal family of the Chris Kingdom has been slaughtered. There's only one brat missing; he's probably dead in some backwater."

At the foot of the throne, a stout man with a fawning expression reported to Pizarro, who was seated on the throne.

As the first person to pledge loyalty to Pizarro after arriving in the country, the fat man was naturally highly valued by Pizarro and was put in charge of almost all affairs, big and small, within the kingdom. He was second only to Pizarro, enjoying a level of power that he could never have enjoyed as a marginal figure before.

Moreover, after witnessing the strength of the man before him, the obese man dared not harbor any disloyal thoughts, wishing his parents had given him one less head, which made his smile less obsequious.

"Hmm? Just a little brat, probably can't cause much trouble, meow."

Upon hearing the obese man's voice, Pizarro slowly opened his eyes, and to his shock...

This guy actually has eyes that look just like a feline's!

"Yes, Your Majesty the Corrupt King!"

The obese man felt a chill run down his spine and instinctively lowered his head. No matter how many times he saw Pizarro's eyes, he would feel a shiver of fear.

That look in their eyes was like the purest malice, filled with indifference to life.

"Has the Big Mom Pirates replied yet? Meow?"

As for Pizarro, what's the point of being someone else's subordinate? If Big Mom were willing to make him captain, he might consider joining. As for that old woman's daughter?

What is that thing?

"No, no..."

"Never mind then, I wasn't planning on joining them anyway, meow."

Chapter 203 Pizarro

Broccoli Island, the Chris Kingdom.

This is a residential area surrounded by low bungalows, a mix of bricks and tiles, some of which are even cracked at the corners, but there are only some simple repair marks.

Clearly, the common people in this country are very poor.

The sky was overcast, and a light drizzle began to fall. The streets were quiet and deserted, save for the closed doors and the constant patter of raindrops.

An eerie silence permeated the entire area.

Upon closer inspection, traces of blood, washed away by the rain, still lingered on the muddy roadside, and the stench of blood mingled with the fresh scent of earth permeated the entire street.

Not far away, in a dark alley, two houses next to each other seemed to be doing alright. Their eaves stretched out so tightly that not a single ray of light could get in. The pitch-black darkness meant that very few people ventured into this place.

At this moment, at the deepest part of the alley, a little boy was curled up tightly in a corner, his face obscured, but his two large, tear-filled eyes were vaguely discernible.

"Father, Mother..."

The boy kept muttering incomprehensible words, as if unconsciously numbing his mind and body.

His name was Lionel Andrew. Just a few days ago, he was the most distinguished person in the kingdom. His father was the king who ruled the kingdom, he had a gentle and kind mother, and a lively and lovely younger sister. He was surrounded by immense happiness almost every day.

However, all of this was destroyed by the arrival of that man a few days ago. That man, who called himself the Corrupt King, defeated the soldiers of the Kingdom Guard all by himself, then occupied the country, killed his family, and brazenly led the Pirates to declare their rule over the Chris Kingdom.

The Chris Kingdom has not been established for long, and the little boy's father is only the second king. It is neither Affiliated Nation of the World Government nor affiliated with any of the three emperors of the sea. Its long existence is purely due to luck. However, this time, Lady Luck does not seem to be on the side of the country.

Andrew was spared because his mother hid him beforehand, but he also witnessed the Pirates's actions in the country.

Cruel, brutal—no word is sufficient to describe that man's atrocities.

It seems that killing is the only form of pleasure for these Pirates, and this country is suffering an unprecedented catastrophe!

Oh, right!

Suddenly, Andrew, who was still silently licking his wounds, thought of something, rummaged in his pocket, and carefully pulled out a Den Den Mushi.

This was given to him by his mother before she died, who told him that it was the only way to save the country from its crisis.

With a heavy heart, Andrew dialed the number he remembered, his eyes wide and red as he stared at this last straw.

Soon, a deep voice rang out, which sounded like heavenly music to Andrew, who was in despair.

"Hello, this is Marineford."

"What? Another mission? Are you kidding me? I just fought Kaido!"

In the New World, Atlas's roar echoed from the commander's office at G-5 base.

He had only recently taken over the G-5 base, and there was still a ton of work and documents to deal with, yet the old man from the Sengoku was already making him busy again.

"I had no choice. The sole heir of the Chris Kingdom has personally called the Marine Headquarters, and the World Government is also taking this matter very seriously."

Sengoku gave a wry smile. He knew all too well that Atlas had just finished a major battle and needed rest, but the situation was far too urgent; even high-ranking officials from the World Government had personally called to inquire about the matter.

"Where's Kuzan? He should be at the base too, right? Broccoli Island is supposed to be closer to his base, isn't it?"

"That Kuzan guy..."

Mentioning Kuzan, Sengoku gritted his teeth, "He took leave and who knows where he went on his bicycle!"

Have to!

Atlas understood. Kuzan had probably gone to see Robin again. What a perverted lolicon...

Atlas looked up and sighed deeply.

This naval force is really difficult to manage!

"Also, Sakazuki has gone on a mission and is not at the base."

Seemingly fearing that Atlas might find another excuse, Sengoku blocked the way in advance.

"..."

"Tell me the specifics."

Helpless, Atlas had no choice but to agree. As for Garp, the G-3 base was already far away, and given Garp's personality, he would probably try to refuse if he could.

"Abaro Pizarro, a Pirates from the North Blue. I'll fax you the details later. This guy has a bounty of 800 million Beli. He's been in the New World for a long time but hasn't shown up much."

"Some time ago, this guy led some Pirates to occupy the Chris Kingdom on Broccoli Island, where they carried out a massacre. The royal family of that country did not escape the massacre, but the sole heir of the Chris Kingdom miraculously survived."

"This little guy called the Navy, representing the Chris Kingdom, requesting to join the World Government Member States in order to seek the Navy's protection and drive Pizarro out of the country."

Atlas raised an eyebrow. "They joined so easily? When did those people from the World Government become so easy to talk to?"

"Actually, the Chris Kingdom started applying to become Affiliated Nation a long time ago. After all, given the living environment in the New World, there are no other options. However, some specific conditions have not yet been agreed upon, so it has been delayed until now. I guess those guys have already extorted a lot of money from that poor little guy, otherwise it wouldn't have been so easy."

"Alright, I'll accept it. I'll set off for the Chris Kingdom as soon as the fax arrives."

Click!

The phone call ended abruptly, Atlas turned to Smoker, who was engrossed in working on documents in the corner, and gave him instructions.

"Smoker, get me some intelligence from the fax machine, I need it urgently."

"Understood, Your Excellency Lieutenant Vice Admiral!"

Upon hearing this, Smoker, who had no choice but to pull himself out of the pile of documents, replied listlessly with a troubled expression.

Seriously, shouldn't these things be handled by you, his superior? What right does a mere lieutenant colonel have to exercise the authority of Vice Admiral?

However, Smoker still obediently went to the fax room and handed the intelligence to Atlas. He had heard the conversation clearly and understood the urgency of the situation.

"Tsk tsk tsk, what an amazing guy..."

After casually glancing at the information about Pizarro, Atlas couldn't help but click his tongue in amazement.

Chapter 204 The Chris Kingdom

It must be said that Pizarro has a very rich life experience.

Abaro Pizarro, born in the North Blue, is suspected to be Zoan Cat-Cat Devil Fruit User, whose form is unknown. He is a man who likes to be at the top.

Before he even set sail, he was extremely resentful that the king of his homeland was able to rule over him, enslaving the entire kingdom through violence, illegally plundering and forcing labor, and using the resources of the entire country to provide for his pleasures. He was cruel and had a great fondness for killing, earning him the nickname "Corrupt King".

It was later discovered by the navy and driven away. Because the impact was too bad, the navy offered a reward for its capture.

Shaking his head inwardly, Atlas knew that even if the navy drove Pizarro out of the country, it would be too late; they would inevitably face annihilation.

Continue reviewing the intelligence.

After Pizarro set sail, he gathered a group of Pirates and became their captain. In every country he visited, he would destroy the country and destroy the city. He was regarded as a vicious criminal by the World Government, and his bounty kept rising.

It seems he's trying to repeat his old tricks again, turning the Chris Kingdom into his own private territory.

Pity...

Pizarro misjudged the current situation in the New World. As Pirates, his options now are either to be surrounded and intercepted by the Navy or to challenge the Emperor of the Sea and become the new overlord.

Wanting to possess territory without sufficient power is tantamount to suicide in the New World; neither the Three Emperors nor the Navy would allow it.

"Smoker, prepare the ships. We'll be setting off for Broccoli Island shortly!"

Atlas shoved away the intelligence files, grabbed the Justice Cloak from the nearby coat rack, put it on, and addressed Smoker, who had just sat down.

"Yes!"

At the port location, a medium-sized naval warship sat quietly at anchor.

Rear Admiral Maynard and the naval officers at the base stood at attention, watching as squads of naval soldiers boarded the warships.

Atlas did not deploy the White Hou; the massive Island Ship was currently hovering silently above the G-5 base, carrying a garrison of soldiers, who were also rendered invisible by Atlas's abilities.

As long as no one specifically uses Observation Haki to detect, there is almost no risk of being exposed.

The mutated Snake Talisman is quite interesting; as long as Atlas doesn't actively try to remove its effect, the person being made invisible can remain invisible indefinitely.

Although the initial refit was relatively short, the Warship's firepower configuration was of the highest standard in the navy, representing the latest achievement of Dr. Vegapunk of the Science Unit. Combined with the maximum recoil that the White Hou's massive size could withstand, it can be said that apart from the legendary Ancient Weapon Pluton, no other Warship in the world could match its firepower!

"Maynard, the guard duty at G-5 is temporarily in your hands. You can issue orders to higher-ups if necessary."

Atlas stepped forward and patted Maynard heavily on the shoulder.

Although this guy is big and burly, his meticulousness in doing things is far from matching his appearance.

"Rest assured, Vice Admiral, I will absolutely not allow any Pirates to approach the base!"

Maynard assured him confidently.

In the battle a few days ago, he had clearly witnessed the terrifying strength of the young Vice Admiral in front of him, so he was completely convinced of Atlas.

After all, in the navy, strength and military achievements still matter.

"Alright, enough with the chit-chat, let's go! Destination: Broccoli Island!"

After giving a perfunctory explanation, Atlas turned and boarded the warship, giving orders to the helmsman. The warship slowly set sail towards the Chris Kingdom.