Pirates on Rocks' Ship 996

“I think they do have that idea!” Reina replied with a light laugh, looking at the other person’s unfriendly expression.

"Who are you? Why are you here?" A burly man with some kind of animal feather stuck in his hair stepped forward and asked Reina and his companions.

"Who are you people? Why are you surrounding us? Do you want to fight?" Jin Guduo, carrying a shovel, stepped forward and asked with a displeased expression.

“We? This is our home, we are the Piltovers! We have lived here for generations!” the burly man at the head of the group replied.

"We are pirates who came here following a treasure map! We have no intention of fighting you!" Reina stepped forward and said.

"Treasure?" The other party's expression suddenly changed, and he shouted, "So you guys are also after the Holy Land! Everyone... prepare for battle!"

"Wait...wait...I already said, we're not here to fight!" Reina quickly waved his hand and said.

However, the other side wouldn't listen to reason at all and, led by the burly man at the head, charged directly at the Whitebeard Pirates.

"There's no other way... Marco, don't hurt them!" Reina said helplessly as he drew Hyōrinmaru.

In Reina's view, the locals in this small place were of limited strength and could not possibly be a match for the Whitebeard Pirates.

However, in the ensuing battle, apart from the captain-level combatants, the rest of the members were completely suppressed by the natives.

"Don't hold back, attack with all your might!" Upon seeing this, Captain Fosa of the 15th Division immediately roared and cut down a native.

"They're using Armament Haki! Another race where everyone is a warrior?" Reina kicked a native away and then charged towards their leader.

"boom!"

"If you want to fight Whitebeard... you'll have to get past me first!" Although Reina didn't have time to stop the leader, Jozu was always by Whitebeard's side, so he blocked the opponent's attack with a single punch.

"So many powerful figures..." The leader of the opposing side looked around and his face darkened.

"Hey... don't get distracted during the battle!" Marco, in his half-phoenix form, descended from the sky and kicked the native chief in the face, sending him flying.

Whitebeard didn't make a move; he simply stood there watching the battle around him. Jozu, Vista, and the others fought around Whitebeard, blocking all the attacks that were intended to strike him.

Reina, along with captains like Jingudo and Lakyo, quickly cleared out the surrounding natives.

"Chief, what should we do? We can't win!" A native said to the chieftain, looking at his companions who were being knocked down one after another.

"Withdraw!" After looking around, the tribal chief gave the order, and the rest of the tribal members withdrew completely in an instant.

"I never expected to encounter a warrior race like the Kuja here!" Reina said, retracting his Hyōrinmaru and looking around.

“But what exactly is this so-called holy land they’re talking about? Judging from their tone, we don’t seem to be the first group to arrive!” Marco also transformed into human form and walked back to Whitebeard’s side, saying.

"Looks like this treasure hunt won't go too smoothly!" Lakyo shrugged and said with a smile.

"Dad, should we continue?" Vista walked over and asked Whitebeard.

"Of course, let's go and see what's going on!" Whitebeard nodded and replied matter-of-factly.

So the group continued onward. Before reaching the small mountain, they were constantly harassed and ambushed by the natives. However, they broke through the traps with their strength and arrived directly at the foot of the mountain.

"So this is what they call their holy land!" When they arrived at the foot of the mountain and saw the palace-like gate in front of them, they understood what the other party meant by the holy temple.

"Dad...should we just go in?" Marco asked, looking at the gate.

"Hehe... those guys won't let us pass so easily!" Reina glanced at the bushes not far away and said with a light laugh.

Sure enough, as soon as Reina finished speaking, the native chieftain whom he had met once before reappeared.

This time, there were more soldiers behind him, but many of them were also wrapped in bandages, injuries they had sustained when they ambushed Reina and the others.

"Pirates! This is your last warning. Get off this island immediately and don't you dare try to take over the Holy Land again, or else... we'll fight to the death!" The leading native chief, holding an iron rod and covered in bandages, shouted at Whitebeard.

He had already figured it out: this group of pirates was led by Whitebeard, and as long as Whitebeard retreated, the rest of the pirates would inevitably retreat as well!

"Gurarararar... Pirates don't easily give up the treasure in front of them!" Whitebeard said nonchalantly.

"Then we have no choice but to fight! Warriors of Piltover... for the Holy Land... fight to the death!" The native chief roared, then raised his iron rod and charged toward Whitebeard.

"Oh~~~ For the Holy Land!"

"Fight to the death, never retreat!"

"Fight to the death, never retreat!"

The Piltover warriors, following their leader, launched a full-scale attack on the Whitebeard Pirates.

"Big brother...! Shall we fight?" Reina turned his head and asked Whitebeard.

"Gurararara... Why don't we fight? They have their beliefs, we have our convictions! My men... Let's fight!" Whitebeard laughed loudly, and slashed his naginata directly at the enemy.

A massive slash flew directly toward the Pilt warrior.

"Yah~~~~ Give me...break!" The leading Pilt warrior used his iron rod to block Whitebeard's slash, then used all his strength to deflect the attack, protecting his people behind him.

Judging from his trembling hands, this was almost his limit.

The two sides were not evenly matched in this battle.

As expected, the battle did not last long. Led by Whitebeard and Reyna, the captains quickly defeated the Piltovers.

"This battle is our victory, and the treasure you guarded... is mine! Marco, heal them, don't let them die!" Whitebeard walked up to the fallen Piltover leader and said softly.

Piltover's leader stared intently at Whitebeard, but he couldn't move a finger and could only watch as Whitebeard led his men into their holy land.

"Hey~ What's in here? Is it worth protecting it so desperately?" After Whitebeard led his men into the cave, Marco and the rest of the group treated the injured Pilt.

"..." Chief Pilt did not speak, but stared blankly at the sky, as if all his energy had been drained away.

"Don't worry! If it's something important, Dad won't take it!" Marco said softly after bandaging the other person's wound.

Upon hearing Marco's words, the other person seemed to react slightly, turning their head to look at Marco with some disbelief.

"Don't look at me like that! If you don't believe me, you'll see when Dad and the others come out!" Marco smiled slightly and said, "Now, let your men cooperate with the treatment. Don't let them miss the best time for treatment because of you, even if they didn't die in battle!"

Upon hearing Marco's words, the Piltover chieftain's throat moved, but he said nothing.

"Tch~ What a proud fool... Hey... Your leader has agreed, from now on you will all have to accept our treatment!" Marco knew what was going on at a glance, so he stood up and shouted at the Piltovers who were lying on the ground and unwilling to cooperate.

Sure enough, upon hearing Marco's words, all the Piltovers who were still able to move looked toward their leader.

The Piltover chieftain nodded with difficulty, and they finally gave up resisting and cooperated with Marco and his men.

Chapter 250 Whitebeard's Thoughts

While Marco was busy treating the injured Piltovers, Reyna had already followed Whitebeard into the innermost part of the palace.

"How did you know all this, brother..." Reina asked after looking at the words carved on the wall and sighing.

"Haven't we seen this kind of thing enough? For the sake of some so-called ancestral agreement... they guard one place generation after generation. Their so-called responsibility... has actually been fulfilled long ago, they just don't know it themselves!" Whitebeard said, looking at the words on the wall in front of him.

“Yes! I never expected to find a Poneglyph here…!” Looking at the square Poneglyph in front of him, Reina sighed and said, “Countless tragedies have happened because of this thing.”

"Take all the treasure and let's go!" After giving the order, Whitebeard left the palace without any hesitation.

When they came out, Whitebeard walked up to the leader of the Piltovers and said, "You haven't been inside this palace before, have you?"

"Hahaha... What? Didn't you find the treasure you were looking for? I told you... This is our sacred ground. It only contains things guarded by our race. There is no treasure inside!" The leader of the Piltover people laughed as he looked at the expressionless white-bearded man.

Whitebeard shook his head and said, "I've already found what I'm looking for, but you may not! If you don't believe me, you can go in and see for yourself!"

After saying that, the white-bearded man left.

As Reyner, following behind Whitebeard, passed the leader of the Piltovers, he said softly, "Go in and see for yourself! See what you're guarding! As for the treasure inside... we'll take it!"

"..." The leader of the Piltovers looked at Reina with some confusion, not understanding what Reina meant.

Reina simply smiled and gestured for him to go inside and take a look, without saying much more.

The Piltover chieftain seemed to realize something, his expression changed, and he stumbled and staggered toward the palace.

When he entered the palace, he also saw the inscriptions carved on the walls.

"I have come here to guide this text to its final destination! Pirate Gol D. Roger!"

“So that’s how it is… So that’s how it is… Our mission was already completed long ago? Waaah…” The leader of the Piltovers saw the historical text and the words Roger had carved on the wall.

It turns out that Roger had also arrived here before and secretly came to the palace. He knew that the Piltovers were the guardians of the historical texts, so he sneaked in to avoid unnecessary conflict with them. In order to inform them, he left words on the wall.

However, he did not expect that the Piltovers regarded this place as a sacred site and would not usually come in, which is why they were still unaware that their mission had been completed.

This place was originally the site where the ancestors of the Piltover people promised someone to help them protect historical texts.

So, starting with him, the Piltovers have been guarding this place ever since.

After crying sadly for a while, the leader of the Piltovers seemed to have thought of something and ran out of the palace again. However, at this time, apart from the injured Piltovers who had been treated by Marco and others, there was no one else outside the palace.

"Where are those pirates?" the Piltover chieftain asked loudly.

"Great Chief, those pirates have left. Did they take the glory of our ancestors from the Holy Land? Great Chief, rest assured, although we are no match for them, even if we fight to the death, even if we are all wiped out, we will fight to the death!" A Piltover struggled to his feet and roared.

Seeing this, the other Piltovers slowly stood up from the ground and looked at their chief without saying a word.

"It's over...it's all over!" The chieftain couldn't stop his tears from flowing again when he saw the state of his people.

"End...end? Great Chief, what do you mean?" Another Piltover looked at the Great Chief with a puzzled expression and asked.

"Our mission... is over! The glory our ancestors entrusted to us to protect was sent to where Roger belonged many years ago! Our mission... is over long ago!" the Great Chieftain cried out in anguish.

"What?" The Piltovers around him were all extremely surprised, staring at their chieftain in disbelief.

So the chieftain read aloud the text he had seen inside the palace.

In fact, even if they had seen it before, they wouldn't have felt that their mission was complete. But now it's different. They already know that Roger has reached the final island and become the Pirate King.

Therefore, his words engraved here are clearly trustworthy.

"Big Boss... you mean... that group of pirates from earlier..."

"That's right! They must know something... otherwise they wouldn't be showing us mercy at every turn!" The chieftain didn't want to admit it, but he had to.

"Great Chief!" Just then, a group of wounded Piltovers emerged from the woods.

"Yad...? What... what happened to you?" The chieftain looked at the group of wounded Pilt people and was immediately shocked, asking.

They should have died at the hands of the Whitebeard Pirates, so why are they here now?

"Those pirates treated our injuries, and just now, when they were about to board the ship, they released us!" said the Piltover, who was called Ad, somewhat embarrassed.

"So that's how it is... So that's how it is..." After muttering a few words, the chief suddenly ran frantically toward the shore, not caring that his wounds had reopened.

Meanwhile, aboard the Moby Dick.

"Did you know about this before, brother?" Reina asked curiously.