Lynn adjusted his Monocle and leaped down.
Following the coral and rocks scattered across the seabed, they soon swam to the area outside the palace gates.
The moment they looked up, they saw the enormous statue standing at the very center of the square. When the Sin Lord saw its appearance, she looked utterly astonished and instinctively turned toward Lynn's face.
Because the statue looked so much like him.
"What exactly is..."
The Sin Lord was stunned, completely at a loss for words.
But although that face looked very much like Lynn's, its sculpted gaze and bearing were vastly different. The figure's upper body was bare, its long hair streaming, its eyes as cold and majestic as the deep sea. It held an enormous trident in its hand, like the king of the entire ocean, gazing disdainfully at everything in the heavens as though it would suppress every mighty enemy that descended from the sky.
And after seeing that statue.
The Clown Doll's eyes trembled. Almost instinctively, he rushed beneath the statue and raised his head, trembling as he gazed at the ancient, obscure inscription carved upon it.
"My King..."
"That's right. This must be the former site of the Sea King Palace here. My King would never allow anyone to erect a statue of him. Only the Sea King Palace was an exception, and only the Sea King Palace had that privilege and honor."
He abruptly raised his head.
At that moment.
Overcome with grief, he dropped hard to his knees, his doll's head striking the ground before the statue with repeated thuds as he kowtowed.
Clearly, he had so much he wanted to say.
But before this statue, he could only swallow every last word.
Loyalty.
Faith.
For someone who had maintained his faith even after being abandoned