"Hey, little girl... can those ghosts of yours really make people negative?"
"!!!"
At the voice beside her ear, the smile on Perona's face instantly froze, her smug expression locking in place.
Meanwhile, the zombies carrying the treasure shouted in trembling voices, "Lady Perona, b-behind you!!"
"Run for your life!! Lady Perona!!!!"
Hearing their cries, Perona took a deep breath and tried to turn toward the source of the voice, her neck moving inch by stiff, agonizing inch.
But when she saw who stood behind her, her eyes instantly widened in terror.
The zombies might not recognize these two men, but she certainly did!!
The zombies shouted again, "Lady Perona, be careful! These two are no ordinary men!
"They just walked all the way over here without doing a thing, and our zombie brothers dropped unconscious!! They couldn't even put up a fight!"
Perona swallowed at their words and said shakily, "Of course they're not ordinary men...
"One is Gern, 'White Kirin,' 'Heavenquake,' the Admiral from Marine Headquarters whose fame soared again two years ago after he defeated the Red Hair Pirates, one of the Four Emperors' crews!!
"The other is... the World's Greatest Swordsman, 'Hawk-Eye' Dracule Mihawk!!
"They're on a completely different level from Lord Moria. In other words, Lord Moria... wouldn't even have the right to stand in their presence."
The moment Perona finished, the zombies panicked and began scrambling away!
After all, as far as they knew, Moria was the strongest.
And if even the mighty Lord Moria had no right to stand before them... just how strong were these two?!
"What's... he doing here?!" Meanwhile, on the raised platform, Nami covered her mouth in shock as she looked at Gern's familiar face.
Back in front of the Thousand Sunny, Gern slowly straightened as he looked at