However, they did not linger to admire the scenery, instead heading straight toward the entrance to Arlong Park.
Raimei stepped forward and kicked the gate flying. With a tremendous crash, it fell to the ground, throwing up a cloud of dust.
Inside, a group of "freaks" in bizarre outfits, with skin of every color, were reveling.
They held all sorts of food and drinks, eating and drinking without restraint.
The Fish-Men all turned their attention to Seiichi and his companions.
Seiichi paid no attention to the small fry. His gaze swept around before finally settling on Arlong.
Arlong was sitting at ease in an extravagantly luxurious chair, surrounded by a crowd of Fish-Man underlings, each looking arrogant and overbearing.
Arlong was powerfully built and much taller than an ordinary person. His gaze was sharp and fierce, as though it could pierce a person's soul.
Particularly striking was his distinctive, serrated nose. Like a saw blade that could cut through anything, it inevitably brought to mind his ferocity and cruelty in battle.
Moreover, he exuded a chilling, vicious aura that seemed to suggest he was anything but benevolent.
Just as he was basking in self-satisfaction, a commotion broke the peace.
He looked up and discovered that Seiichi and his companions had already arrived before him.
He glanced around, his expression instantly darkening as a flicker of astonishment crossed his eyes.
"Who are you? Damn humans, you dare trespass on my territory! And you even dared destroy my gate!" Arlong's eyes widened with rage as he glared viciously at Seiichi and his companions, his voice low and commanding.
Seiichi smiled faintly and replied in a relaxed tone, "We just wanted to have a chat. You're Arlong, right? We heard you're the captain of the strongest pirate crew in these waters, so we