One Piece: Blue Scale Admiral

"Grandpa, Lieutenant Colonel Tina was seriously injured by Crocodile himself. Now you're telling me he's our ally? If I couldn't fly, and if our support hadn't arrived in time, I don't even want to think about what would have happened to Lieutenant Colonel Tina and the others."

"Don't act rashly! Tina is alright, isn't she? Crocodile may have acted a bit too aggressively, but he doesn't deserve to die. No, our navy has absolutely no right to take action against him. Do you even understand the consequences of taking action against an ally without permission from above or without absolute evidence?"

The voice of the Warring States period became somewhat stern.

The deep, hoarse voice echoed across the deck of the Qilin, frightening all the soldiers on board until they turned pale and dared not breathe.

"I don't need to understand!"

For the first time, Luo Xia contradicted Zhan Guo. His usually gentle eyes were now filled with a chilling coldness.

"Marshal Sengoku! Don't you think these Seven Warlords of the Sea have too much power? With a legitimate right to plunder the seas, they dare to do anything. They use despicable means to seize countries, openly plunder, sell slaves, and smuggle arms. What was our purpose in establishing this force in the first place?"

Rorschach raised his voice, his tone firm and resolute, causing all the naval soldiers on the ship to tense up.

"It's about restraining the Four Emperors of the New World! Not creating more Four Emperors!"

"Don't you see what Doflamingo's Donquixote Family is doing now?"

They're developing artificial Devil Fruits, openly doing business with Kaido of the Beasts. This is supposed to be a check on the Four Emperors? Isn't this just strengthening their power?

Jinbe got together with Whitebeard and became Whitebeard's son.

You haven't forgotten what Hawkeye used to do, have you?

"Naval hunter! How many naval admirals have died at his hands? Look at our naval commanders now, how many powerful swordsmen are left? How many outstanding naval admirals did he hunt down to hone his swordsmanship?"

Rorschach's voice was so powerful that all the soldiers on the ship couldn't help but grit their teeth and clench their fists.

"Crocodile has turned Alabasta into a complete mess. He brought in contraband like Dancing Powder, causing years of drought and widespread suffering in this once prosperous desert nation, killing countless people. Now he's started a war that's sweeping the entire country. On the surface, he's masquerading as the nation's hero, the guardian of the desert. Tell me, can we really expect this hypocrite to stand with us and fight against the Four Emperors? Bullshit! Once he actually gets his hands on the Pluton battleship, the first shot he'll fire will be at our Marine branch in Paradise!"

Weiwei stared at him blankly, as if she were meeting Luo Xia for the first time.

Warring States was rendered speechless by Rorschach's words.

Luo Xia, however, looked at the many soldiers on the Kirin, at Luo, Enel, at Hibari who had walked out of the captain's cabin, and at Vivi.

"I think these arrogant Shichibukai still haven't figured out one fact."

That is, the titles on their heads were bestowed upon them by us!

If we wanted, we could even grant a pig the legal right to plunder the ocean!

Some people stretch their arms too far, so we must cut them off and let them know what they can and cannot do.

I think it's time to make an example of one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea.

Rorschach spoke calmly, but his words carried a powerful force in the ears of the many naval soldiers.

Which ordinary naval commander would dare to take action against the Seven Warlords of the Sea, who are revered by countless people on the high seas?

The Warring States period was in a state of panic.

Unexpectedly, Rorschach dared to denigrate the Seven Warlords of the Sea system to the point of being utterly worthless.

They even wanted to use Crocodile to establish the Navy's authority.

This idea is truly...

That's fierce and audacious!

But he couldn't let Rorschach do that.

Although Sengoku believed in Rorschach's strength, he was fully capable of overwhelming Crocodile.

However, if the Navy were to attack one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea, and were subsequently investigated by higher authorities and protested by the other Warlords, even if Rorschach could remain in the Navy, his future career advancement would likely be jeopardized by the World Government.

Therefore, Sengoku immediately and earnestly advised, "Rorschach! Don't be impulsive. I know you're angry, but Crocodile really can't be touched. At least, not without solid evidence."

Vivi suddenly grabbed Luo Xia's wrist and brought the Den Den Mushi he was holding to her mouth.

"Marshal Sengoku! I am Vivi! Crocodile has organized the Baroque Works to disrupt the Kingdom of Alabasta. He has sent his assassin Bon Clay to impersonate my father, kill innocent children, incite hatred between the royal family and the people, start a war, and attempt to obtain the fictitious Pluton warship. This is the truth! Please, Marshal Sengoku, do us a favor."

“Princess Vivi…” Sengoku was taken aback, not expecting Vivi to have the courage to speak to him like that.

He sighed. "Princess Vivi, what you've said is all speculation based on our naval intelligence, not conclusive evidence. You say Crocodile is the mastermind behind Baroque Works, do you have any proof? You say he started the war, but he didn't directly attack your Nefertari royal family, did he? You mentioned the Pluton battleship, but even you said that thing is completely fictitious, perhaps it doesn't even exist. So, how can something that doesn't exist serve as evidence that Crocodile is the culprit behind all this disaster?"

Upon hearing Zhan Guo's deep voice, Weiwei froze, her face turning deathly pale.

She released Luo Xia's wrist, her petite body staggering a few steps before leaning softly against the ship's railing behind her. Her eyes were vacant, and she said dejectedly, "But... but he did it all. Isn't there any way to punish such a heinous criminal as he deserves?"

After a long silence, the Warring States period finally spoke:

"Unless you can find irrefutable evidence, or get Crocodile to confess to his crimes."

"Make Crocodile confess to the crimes he committed?"

how can that be possible?

If the other party is truly the mastermind behind all the disasters in Alabasta, how could they suddenly have a change of heart and come forward to repent for their crimes?

Vivi shook her head dejectedly and slowly slid down to sit on the ground.

Rorschach brought the Den Den Mushi to his mouth and said in a deep voice, "I'll make him admit it himself."

Upon hearing this, everyone on the ship turned their attention to Rorschach.

"Don't do anything reckless! Luo Xia, listen to me..." Zhan Guo was anxious and wanted to persuade him again.

But Rorschach had already hung up the Den Den Mushi.

Luo, who had been listening silently, suddenly stepped forward and shook his head slightly at Luo Xia, "Perhaps you really shouldn't have acted recklessly. You've messed with an ally of the World Government. Even if you have strong connections, things will be difficult for you in the future."

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing. I said I'll make Crocodile confess to his crimes himself." Rorschach's lips curled into a smug smile.

Luo looked at him for a long time, and only after realizing that Luo Xia was not joking did he nod slightly and whisper, "What do you want to do?"

Sitting on the ground, Weiwei slowly raised her head, staring blankly at Luo Xia, a glimmer of hope appearing in her eyes.

Meeting everyone's gaze, Luo Xia grinned, revealing a sunny smile, like a boy next door.

"Crocodile wants the Pluton battleship, right? Then we'll give him one!"

Chapter 322 The Responsibility of the Royal Family

On their way to the capital with Vivi, hundreds of thousands of rebel troops were already at the gates of Albana, the capital.

Above the mottled city walls that have stood for over a thousand years, Neferutari Cobra, wearing a royal crown and an Alabasta royal robe, rests her thin, withered hands on the ancient bricks, looking down at the endless sea of ​​people below with a weary and haggard expression.

"Why has the situation in the kingdom deteriorated to this point? How badly do those damned Baroque Works intend to destroy this country before they'll let go of these poor people?!"

With a loud thud, Cobra slammed his tightly clenched right fist heavily onto the city brick in front of him.

His angry swings caused the rough brick surface to chaf his palms, drawing bright red blood.

"Your Majesty!"

Behind him, the two lieutenants of the Kingdom's Guard, Bell and Jaka, stood on either side. Seeing this, deep worry appeared on their faces. They wanted to step forward to check Cobra's palm, but Cobra stopped them with a look.

When Bell and Jakka saw Cobra's tired eyes, they were both shaken to their core, and involuntarily clenched their fists, making their knuckles crack.

Those eyes, which were once full of wisdom and kindness, were now filled with pain and sorrow.

Cobra felt guilty and also felt sorrow for the troubled Kingdom of Alabasta and its people.

Bell, Jakka, and the others also turned their gaze to the area below the towering city walls.

Albana, the capital, is a majestic city rising in the middle of a vast desert.

Several wide, sloping stone staircases were carved into the already towering and steep rock face, leading to the city wall that encircles the royal city.

At this moment, looking down from the towering city wall atop this steep cliff, one can see a dark mass of people, like a raging tsunami, spreading and surging from the yellow sand at the horizon, gradually swallowing up the desert's emptiness and turning the vast land into an ocean of people.

If the number exceeds ten thousand, it becomes boundless.

Moreover, at this very moment, below the rock walls of Albana, more than 300,000 rebel troops have gathered from all over the country.

The knight leading the rebel army, his face contorted with rage, galloped at the head of the column, his heavy hooves striking the boiling yellow sand like the war drums of this ancient kingdom. The sounds of footsteps, hooves, and roars tore through the sand and air, causing the kingdom's guards atop the city walls to turn pale, sweat beading on their foreheads, and instinctively tighten their grips on their spears and swords.

These seemingly endless rebel armies were loosely organized and lacked any discipline or formation.

Ninety-nine percent of them, the so-called soldiers, were poor people with sallow complexions, sunken eyes, and withered skin.

They were ordinary people living at the very bottom of the kingdom, who could no longer survive the prolonged drought that had plagued Alabasta for years.

The main reason why these people are living in misery and are displaced is the large number of dance fan incidents in recent years.

The name "Dancing Fans" sounds beautiful.

Its function is to create smoke after the pile is burned, which rises into the sky and brings rain.

In a desert country like Alabasta, such a special item that can summon rain naturally elicits cheers and dances from the people.

However, there is a reason why this kind of thing is listed as a prohibited item by the world government.

The use of dancing powder has a serious side effect. When this item is used in a certain place and brings a large amount of rain, the surrounding areas will experience prolonged water shortages and droughts.

This is equivalent to intercepting water resources from other regions in a short period of time.

Consequently, many countries around the world have provoked discontent from neighboring countries and even led to wars between kingdoms due to the illegal use of dance powder.

In recent years, other parts of Alabasta have suffered from severe droughts.

But the capital, Albana, is frequently hit by heavy rain.

Over time, rumors spread throughout Alabasta that King Cobra was tyrannical, disregarded the lives of the kingdom's people, cared only for the comfort of the royal family, and constantly used dancing powder to summon rain for the capital.

Those people who had lost everything due to the drought and were even struggling to survive, finally broke their silence under the instigation of certain individuals, and chose to gather together and head to the capital.

They wanted to drag King Cobra, who disregarded the lives of his people, down from his high throne and confront this once kind and benevolent man, asking him why he had become like this and why he was making it impossible for them to live.

Hundreds of thousands of people gathered together, even though they were all emaciated refugees and their individual fighting strength was extremely weak, their momentum was still terrifying.

It is conceivable that if the Neferutari royal family fails to quell the rebels' anger, a massive war that could result in hundreds of thousands of deaths and injuries will be inevitable.

No.

It should be said that war has already begun.

Rumble!

As the leaders at the forefront of the rebel army pulled on the reins of their warhorses, the advance of hundreds of thousands of people slowly came to a halt.

The rolling yellow sand transformed into raging dragons, surging and flying beneath the feet of the crowd, causing the countless royal guards on the city walls to change color.

At the very front of the rebel army, a young man with a scar near his eye, who looked far too young, stood atop his warhorse, took a deep breath, and roared at the towering walls of Albana.