"Lord Lott, I have long heard of your great name."
As soon as Lott entered the great hall, King Riku rose to welcome him.
Seeing this, Lott stepped forward as well. "King Riku, you're the king of all Dressrosa now. There's no need for this. I'm only a pirate."
There was a hint of helplessness in his tone.
Having inherited the fine traditions of China from his previous life, he still showed great respect for the elderly and care for the young.
Having an old man nearing seventy welcome him so ceremoniously left him somewhat overwhelmed by the honor, even if he was the strongest man in this world.
King Riku looked at the almost excessively young man before him, his heart filling with admiration.
Having lived so many years, he had naturally met plenty of people.
But he could tell at a glance that Lott was not the sort of impatient, unruly young man who bowed to no one.
Instead, he was courteous, capable of both holding his ground and pressing forward.
At least for now, he seemed to be a good person.
"Come, please sit over here."
Lott still felt somewhat helpless at King Riku's persistently humble, polite tone.
But he let him be.
Before he could sit down, however, Kyros came up to Lott and dropped straight to his knees.
The sight stunned everyone.
For a moment, even Lott failed to react.
"Lord Lott, thank you. Thank you for saving me, saving Dressrosa, and saving my daughter."
He knew that the voice he had heard back then must have come from this man.
Without him, a barrier would still have stood between him and his daughter.
Now, thanks to the young man before him, he could finally let go of the lingering unease in his heart.
His