"If you mean the 'Vinsmoke' that once ruled the North Blue by force, I have heard of them."
Rossi had already placed a soundproof barrier around this corner, so there was no need to worry about their conversation leaking. He answered frankly:
"But that was only a legend-"
"No."
The old man interrupted him.
"It was no legend."
Since he intended to win Rossi over, the elderly researcher did not mind revealing a little information.
"The Vinsmoke Family really exists, and their rule over the North Blue is history.
Even now, this great family remains active."
After speaking, he watched Rossi's face closely, catching a hint of confusion in his expression before it turned to realization.
The elderly researcher nodded inwardly-dealing with clever people always saved trouble.
"Could you mean-"
Rossi deliberately drew out his words, and the old man nodded right on cue.
"That's right. The family we of Germa 66 serve is none other than the Vinsmoke Family."
When the half-bald old man spoke of that nation that had long since lost its land, his back suddenly straightened a little.
His eyes brightened behind his lenses, like an old lamp wiped clean of dust.
"We are still a member of the Reverie."
His knuckles tapped against the table with a dull knocking sound. "A few years ago, the prince returned from his travels abroad."
The old man did not lower his voice. This was never something that needed hiding-on these seas, what royal family had never dreamed of expanding its territory?
"He brought back technology, and funds.
Now we are devoting all our efforts to building our strength, hoping to restore our former glory."
He paused, his gaze settling on the boy opposite him.
"His Highness would be very willing to befriend someone like you."
"As for 'Germa'-"