"Don't worry, Titi! I'm the king of an Affiliated Nation. Killing me would bring down the World Government's wrath.
I'll be fine!"
Cobra patted Titi's hand.
"But he's a legendary pirate! Have you forgotten how he ended up in prison, Coco?"
Titi showed no intention of letting go.
Cobra's expression stiffened at her words.
"He... he attacked Marine Headquarters alone..."
What did being the king of an Affiliated Nation count for in the eyes of a madman like that?
Couldn't he just kill him on a whim?
"But I have to go. If he really means Alabasta harm, at least I can negotiate with him."
Cobra was terrified, but at the thought of the people behind him, his trembling legs straightened.
"Then I'll go with you!" Titi stared into Cobra's eyes, her gaze leaving no room for argument.
"Titi!" Cobra gazed back tenderly and clasped her hand.
"Your Majesty, let me go instead!"
Standing beside His Majesty, Pell couldn't bear to watch anymore. He was a bird, so why were they feeding him this lovey-dovey slop meant for dogs?
"My ability is perfect for escaping—cough, cough, scouting."
"Stay safe, Pell!" Cobra turned and spoke as though pressed for time, then quickly turned back to continue gazing into Titi's eyes.
"Pell, be very careful. A legendary pirate is dangerous even when he's on his last breath!"
Titi rolled her eyes at Cobra before addressing Pell.
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
A while later, Pell arrived at the battlefield in his falcon form.
He circled overhead for a long time before slowly descending.
Only heaven knew how badly the sight of that abyssal crater had shaken him.
"Was this caused by that mushroom cloud earlier? What monsters!"
At the bottom of the crater, Randall lay on his side, propping his head on one hand,