The king sprang to his feet, his face alight with delight:
"Really?!"
"Where is..."
Before he could finish, an impassive boy in a black suit stepped out.
The young Rob Lucci walked into the empty hall.
The king stared at the teenage boy in bewilderment... these were... the reinforcements the World Government had sent?
The two ministers looked indignant. Damn it... was the World Government making fools of them, sending a child?
Whatever they thought, Rob Lucci walked over with the same impassive expression and stopped:
"Where is the prey?"
The slightly plump minister froze:
"Prey?"
"You mean those pirates?"
"They've occupied the harbor west of the kingdom and made it their base."
Rob Lucci said impassively:
"Understood."
Then he turned and headed out of the hall.
The king suddenly spoke up:
"Please, wait."
"Whatever happens, please put the hostages' safety first."
"I'm begging you."
Rob Lucci turned his head and glanced at the king:
"Are you telling the World Government what to do?"
A faint aura of pressure radiated from him as he spoke.
Everyone in the hall froze, sweat beading on their foreheads... that oppressive presence...
By the time they came to their senses, Rob Lucci had vanished.
The king's body went limp, and he collapsed onto his throne, drenched in cold sweat and filled with disbelief:
"The World Government..."
At the harbor, in the pirates' base.
The pirate captain sat at the head of the table and raised his cup:
"Good work, boys!"
"Let loose tonight!!!"
"Hahahahaha!"
His men either raised their cups or embraced the women they had abducted.
They celebrated and indulged themselves without restraint.
"This kingdom wasn't anything special!"
"Yeah!!"
"Now the whole kingdom belongs to us!"
"Hahahaha!"
"Long live the boss!!!"
"What are you talking about? You should call him our new