Holy Land Marijoa, inside the Imperial Palace.
The atmosphere throughout the Holy Land had become incomparably oppressive. The entire Imperial Palace district had been sealed off. Not only were only members of the noblest Royal Family bloodlines permitted to enter, but even CP0, the Celestial Dragons' most trusted shield, had been reassigned to guard the Imperial Palace, locking down the entire complex.
Within Mary Geoise, the noble Celestial Dragons still lived lives of lofty privilege, yet an inescapable sense of dread always hung over their hearts.
Especially after the Imperial Palace had been sealed off, slaves were continuously being sent inside, never to emerge again. Even Celestial Dragons curious about what was going on within the Imperial Palace found CP0, usually absolutely obedient to orders, exceptionally unreasonable this time. Anyone who attempted to force their way into the Imperial Palace was executed on the spot.
After several wastrels had offered up their heads, the Celestial Dragons of Mary Geoise finally woke from their lawless dream. They seemed to realize something and began to fear the direction of the Imperial Palace.
Especially that towering tree, which had been growing better and better lately. It always gave them the vague feeling that the air was steeped in blood.
World and the others, who had just returned to Mary Geoise from Dressrosa, entered the city center from the harbor. Looking at the giant tree in the distance, everyone felt vaguely ill at ease.
"Hmph! The Imperial Palace's security has been getting tighter and tighter lately." World sneered. "Not only has our CP0 been transferred away, they did not even give us a reason. Just thinking about it pisses me off!"
A young girl giggled. "World, your bloodline is noble. You are the aristocrat closest to the Royal Family's legitimate line. If you want