Taking Robin In, Smoker's Fury!

The three kings exchanged glances, all showing expressions of great interest.

Upon hearing that Loguetown was related to the Pirate King, they immediately became interested.

"Oh, the hometown and execution site of the Pirate King? Interesting!"

"Then let's go to Loguetown!"

"Also, notify the local Marine Branch to capture a few foolish pirates for fun. I'm tired of those nobles; a rougher taste wouldn't be bad!"

Everyone immediately agreed, and the cruise ship turned around and headed towards Loguetown.

In Ivan's room, he was standing in the center, concentrating on his training.

He held three small yet imposing orbs of light in his palm, which floated and condensed before quietly dissipating.

A coin as black as an abyss, representing the ultimate vastness.

A blazing white, ashen flame—that is the ultimate form of Hercules.

A deep, dark purple, like the underworld, is the ultimate expression of this.

The three forces arose and vanished at his fingertips, docile and precise, already under his skillful control.

Just then, the door was gently pushed open.

A graceful and alluring figure slowly walked into Ivan's room; it was Nicole Robin.

Robin's gaze fell on Ivan's palm. Ivan had displayed so many abilities that it made her even more curious about his Devil Fruit power.

Robin then slowly walked to Ivan's side and asked with a smile, "Ivan, what exactly is your Devil Fruit power?"

Ivan turned to look at her, a smile playing on his lips, but didn't give a direct answer, "It's a secret. You'll find out when the time is right."

Robin looked at Ivan, a strange feeling stirring in his heart. Such a powerful and mysterious man was like a veil of mist, most likely to arouse people's desire to explore.

She suppressed the strange feeling in her heart and changed the subject, bringing up the important matter. "Are you still planning not to bring Nami and Tashigi to this operation against Onigumo?"

"Yes, we won't take them." Ivan's smile faded, and his tone became serious. "They're too naive. The dark side of this sea isn't suitable for them to experience too early."

Upon hearing this, Robin raised her delicate eyebrows slightly and looked at him with a half-smile, "Oh, so you're saying I'm not innocent?"

Ivan was taken aback, then quickly waved his hand, his tone sincere. "Don't misunderstand, you're different!"

You are my most trusted and capable assistant; only you can guarantee my safety in these matters.

These words were like a pebble falling into the lake of Robin's heart, creating subtle ripples.

She stopped joking and sat down at the table with Ivan to finalize every detail of the operation.

As night deepened, everything outside the window was bathed in moonlight.

Ivan closed the draft plan in his hand, looked up and said, "All the details have been confirmed. We'll set off first thing tomorrow morning."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that Robin was still sitting in the same spot, showing no intention of getting up and leaving. He asked in confusion, "What's wrong? Is there something else?"

Robin slowly stood up and walked step by step to him.

In the dim light, her exquisite eyes, with a slightly sticky look, were fixed on Ivan.

She leaned forward slightly, seductively asking, "Ivan, are you just going to let me leave like this?"

Ivan's heart skipped a beat; he instantly understood the deep meaning in her eyes.

Without further hesitation, he wrapped his arm around her and firmly held her waist.

Without saying a word, Ivan carried her to the bedside and placed her on the soft mattress.

The sound of waves crashing against the soft sand could be heard just outside the window.

Birds chirped softly in the coconut trees on the shore.

The sea breeze from Loguetown carried a salty, damp scent, blowing against his disheveled white hair.

Smoker stood on the balcony, his face so gloomy it was almost dripping with water.

He had received instructions from headquarters several days earlier.

Three kings from the Grand Line are about to visit Loguetown, personally escorted by Vice Admiral Onigumo, who has ordered him, the colonel stationed in the area, to accompany them throughout the visit.

Smoker had always loathed these filthy nobles, but military orders were absolute, and no matter how dissatisfied he was, he could only suppress his dissatisfaction.

As his thoughts raced, he couldn't help but think of someone.

Ivan, who once followed him, is now famous throughout the seas.

That young man is now a renowned Vice Admiral White Dove of the headquarters, with a dazzling record, and even Garp has personally praised him.

But he himself remained just a colonel stationed in Loguetown.

Smoker took a deep drag on his cigar, feeling a bittersweet mix of emotions, yet also a surge of indescribable pride.

Those were soldiers who came from his ranks!

He took a deep drag on his cigar, suppressing his chaotic emotions, exhaled white smoke, turned and left the branch, heading straight for the port.

Upon arriving at the port, a massive luxury cruise ship was docked at the pier, its gilded decorations dazzling and ostentatious in the sunlight, clashing with the old-fashioned style of this "Town of the Beginning and the End".

Smoker boarded the ship, announced his arrival, and walked across the red-carpeted deck, finally meeting the waiting group outside the banquet hall.

Onigumo, dressed in Vice Admiral's coat, stood expressionless to one side, while beside him, three richly dressed and arrogant kings were chatting and laughing in hushed tones.

Smoker suppressed his discomfort and raised his hand in salute. "Smoker, garrison commander of Loguetown, has come to greet Your Majesties."

However, the three kings completely ignored Smoker's meaning.

Since he boarded the ship, the three of them haven't even glanced at him, continuing to drink and chat, leaving him standing there unattended.

He stood there straight for over an hour before he was finally remembered.

Alice turned to Smoker and said casually, "Hey, you, that colonel from Loguetown, go and capture a few pirates. They need to be handsome and tall!"

Smoker frowned, his face showing difficulty. "Your Majesty, Loguetown has been peaceful recently because—because of Vice Admiral Ivan's previous crackdown, pirates have almost disappeared. I'm afraid I won't be able to catch anyone."

Upon hearing this, Alistina scoffed, her eyes filled with disdain and cruelty. "If there are no pirates, just grab a few lowly commoners."

Upon hearing this, Smoker's face darkened, and he refused without hesitation. "I refuse. The Navy will not arrest innocent civilians!"

"How dare you!" Alistina was furious that this mere Marine Branch captain dared to refuse her. She raised her hand and slapped Smoker hard across the face.

A crisp slap echoed on the deck.

"You!" Smoker was furious after being slapped and was about to question him.

At that moment, Onigumo stepped forward, blocking Smoker's path. "Captain Smoker, His Majesty the King's demands are military orders. Disobeying them is tantamount to betraying the Navy."

"Arresting civilians? What kind of navy is this?" Smoker growled through gritted teeth. "This is not the justice I uphold!"

"Justice?" Upon hearing these two familiar words, Onigumo flew into a rage. "The Navy's justice is absolute obedience!"

You, who's hung out with people like Ivan, have absolutely no idea what justice is!