Lott rubbed his brow and looked around, only to discover that everyone was watching him expectantly.
He could only sigh helplessly. "Fine, I'll be right back."
With that, he vanished from the banquet hall.
Before Neptune could voice his thanks, he was left staring blankly at the spot where Lott had been sitting.
Lott shot into the distance like a meteor, the seawater forming a vast vacuum around him.
Like a gigantic cannonball, he hurtled toward Vander Decken's location.
From far away, Lott spotted a figure wrapped in a bubble, standing on the gunwale of an enormous ship.
That enormous ship was, of course, Fish-Man Island's Noah's Ark.
"Bahohoho, bahohoho! Princess Shirahoshi, marry me!" Vander Decken was holding an axe with a rose emblazoned on it.
His four legs performed a strange dance, and his long beard trembled with excitement.
"Oh, what are you doing?"
As the voice rang out, Lott's figure slowly appeared before Vander Decken.
"Who are you?" At the sudden appearance of a figure before him, Vander Decken's pupils contracted, and he stumbled several steps backward in fright.
He rubbed his eyes before finally making out Lott's face. "Y-you're Lott of the Five Emperors?"
His heart tightened. This Lott really was as handsome as the rumors said, and his presence was incomparably imposing.
Even with Lott merely standing quietly before him, he could barely move a muscle, let alone muster any thought of resistance. He truly lived up to his title as one of the Five Emperors.
He did not know why Lott had come, but from the looks of things, he was clearly here for him, most likely to cause him trouble.
And Hody Jones had just informed him that their plans would have to be moved forward because of Lott.
He speculated to himself. *Could