The Grand Line, Water 7.
At the harbor, people who had just finished their work sat on the steps, gazing out at the sea.
Flocks of seagulls flew overhead, circling the harbor, when someone suddenly noticed something.
"Hey! Look!"
"What a huge ship!"
"Is that...?"
"A government judicial ship!"
"A judicial ship?"
"It's the Mobile Courtroom."
"I wonder who they're here to put on trial."
"Come on, let's go see!"
"Let's go!"
Before long, the crowd followed the judicial ship from a distance to the home of the world's greatest shipwright, Tom the Fish-Man.
A tall, heavyset Fish-Man was escorted outside. Two boys rushed out behind him, only to be stopped by the soldiers.
"Stop! What do you think you're doing?!"
"Give Mr. Tom back to us!!!"
Tom turned around as he was led away and burst into laughter.
"It's all right. Don't worry."
"Hahahahaha!!!"
The young Franky shouted:
"Mr. Tom!!!!"
Tom was escorted farther and farther away...
Aboard the judicial ship.
Aboard the Mobile Courtroom.
A Marine officer read out the verdict:
"For building the ship of the recently executed Pirate King, Gol D. Roger."
"The Oro Jackson."
"On the charge of aiding a notorious criminal of worldwide infamy."
"The shipwright Tom shall be taken to Enies Lobby."
"And executed!"
Franky, who had just squeezed into the crowd of spectators, heard the verdict and stared with wide eyes of disbelief.
The people by the entrance passed the news outside.
"This is terrible! Tom... they're going to execute Tom!!!"
"For building the Pirate King's ship!!!"
Murmurs spread through the crowd.
"So this day finally came."
"He did cause trouble for the world, after all. It can't be helped."
"What a shame."
Inside the courtroom.
The tall, thin chief judge began summing up the case:
"Normally, a shipwright selling a ship