Shakky laughed. "That really is just like Hancock."
Rayleigh held his forehead in frustration. "I remember the Earth Calamity's ship being called the Groudon, right? I didn't see it at the port."
"Mr. Good came back this afternoon."
Marigold answered from the side. She happened to have seen the Groudon return, bringing a bunch of members of the Mink Tribe along.
"I see. That makes things easier."
Rayleigh looked at the sky.
"I'll go find her a little later."
"Mr. Rayleigh, there's no need for all that trouble."
Sandersonia said quietly, "If you want to see our big sister, I can go get her. Mr. Earth Calamity won't interfere."
"..."
Rayleigh's face darkened.
Are you people even prisoners?!
Do you have any idea how hard it was for me to come all this way? I disguised myself as a carpenter and did plenty of work along the way!
Why do I feel like I'm the prisoner here?!
Sandersonia was embarrassed too. Rayleigh had come specifically to rescue them, but they hadn't suffered at all. They merely had to do a little work.
For Kuja warriors, it was far too easy.
"Mr. Rayleigh, why don't we go find our big sister together?"
"All right."
A little later, the four arrived at the Groudon.
Antelope, who was guarding the ship, glanced at the two younger sisters. He couldn't even be bothered to ask and simply let them take Rayleigh and Shakky into the cabin.
Lord Good didn't care, so why should he meddle? As long as it didn't interfere with their work, anything was negotiable.
"That old man looks a little familiar."
Antelope couldn't remember. He took a photo of the aloof Hancock out of his clothes.
Hehehe!
He had taken it in secret.
He had spent a fortune bribing his colleagues