I am the Bandit King of the East Sea.

The burly bandit gritted his teeth, his face flushed with anger, but his hands trembled uncontrollably.

With a clang.

The burly bandit's long knife fell to the ground.

He looked down at the knife that had fallen to the ground, then at his still trembling hands, his eyes completely lifeless.

Facing Sieg who was walking towards him unarmed, he couldn't muster the courage to swing his knife.

After this thought crossed his mind, the burly bandit felt all his strength drain away. His legs gave way, and he collapsed to the ground, looking somewhat dazed.

Not only him, but the other bandits were in the same boat, one after another collapsing to the ground.

A look of surprise flashed in Sieg's eyes, but he quickly regained his composure and walked past him unhurriedly.

Then came his men behind him.

The bandits under Sig walked past with their chests out and eyes straight ahead, only a hint of mockery on their lips.

..........

This scene was also observed by the dragon in the distance.

"No mistake! That's the kingly talent that only one in a million possesses, the domineering aura of a conqueror!"

"He can't be an ordinary bandit. What exactly is Sig hiding in this remote kingdom in the East China Sea? What are you plotting?"

The dragon's expression gradually turned serious.

However, one question lingered in his mind.

"His Conqueror's Haki seems a bit... strange?"

Dragon had seen more than one person who possessed Conqueror's Haki, but among these powerful individuals, Sig gave him a very special feeling.

He thought of some legends about the sea.

When one cultivates domineering aura to a high level, the effects will vary depending on individual aptitude.

Those who have mastered Observation Haki to a high level are said to be able to see the future and understand people's hearts.

When Conqueror's Haki is cultivated to an advanced level, it can materialize its pressure, causing physical damage.

Thinking of that strange sound of the imperial engine, a strange guess arose in the dragon's mind:

"Could it be that when Conqueror's Haki is cultivated to a certain advanced level, it can even... have its own sound effects?"

.................

An hour later, Sig and his group arrived at the mountain stronghold located in the mountains.

It's called a "mountain village," but it's really just a larger wooden house.

Sig didn't pay much attention to the bandits he had encountered earlier.

On the contrary, his bandit subordinates were all extremely excited.

"See that? This is the difference between a fake bandit king and the real one!"

"A burly, two-and-a-half-meter-tall hunk? He's just a clumsy fool who wouldn't even dare to draw a knife in front of our boss!"

"I thought I'd finally see the boss make a move this time, but I was wrong. Perhaps there's no one in the entire Goa Kingdom worth the boss's attention..."

Sieg glanced at his excited subordinates, somewhat speechless.

He began to understand King's feelings.

No matter what he does, there will always be people who interpret his words and actions with all sorts of strange meanings, whether they are his subordinates or his enemies.

Sieg shook his head in frustration and said in a low voice:

"Quiet."

With just one sentence, the bandits' discussion ceased, and the room fell silent.

But the next moment, the bald bandit excitedly echoed:

"Yes, everyone quiet down, the boss is about to announce the next action plan!"

This statement immediately caused an uproar among the bandits.

"The boss's plan? It really is still to attack the kingdom's capital!"

"I heard there are pirates near the harbor. We need to show them who's in charge here!"

"Hey, you guys have such low standards! Our boss is going to be the King of the Mountain Bandits!"

"Boss! No matter what orders you give us, we will follow you for life!"

The bandits were already itching for a big fight.

Sieg paused for a moment before speaking:

"So, your next objective is... to keep a close eye on Windmill Village and the Navy's movements."

"In particular, news from Vice Admiral Garp. Everything else is up to you."

After saying this, Sieg ignored the bandits' stunned expressions and walked into the house on his own.

He just wanted to live a quiet, secluded life in the mountains until Garp left.

During this period, the more low-key you are, the better.

Chapter 12 Our Journey is to the Top of the World!

Nothing happened on the first day that Sig and his group returned to the mountain stronghold.

His bandits were still very excited:

"The boss must have ulterior motives. He must have some grand plan, but it's not convenient for him to tell us yet!"

The second day, the third day... nothing happened.

These past few days, Sieg's life has been very simple. He mainly takes walks in the surrounding area to exercise, or goes back to his house to think about his future plans. He has completely settled into a retired life.

There was no movement from Windmill Village either; Garp's warships had not yet arrived.

Eventually, almost everyone gave up hope.

Day .

"Hey, we can't go on like this anymore."

"Have you all forgotten the boss's grand plan?"

That morning, the bald bandit solemnly called out to all the other bandits.

"If the boss hasn't given any orders, what can we do? And... where did we even get a plan?"

"Look at my head! Have you all forgotten what happened last night?"

The bald bandit took off his headscarf, revealing his shiny bald forehead and three conspicuous bumps on his head.

Upon seeing this, the bandits suddenly realized what was going on.

"Oh right, I remember now!"

"Last night, you suggested plundering the capital, and the boss said you were too clever and wanted you to stick your head out so he could give you a buff?"

"But what deeper meaning does this hold?"

The bandits stared blankly at the three large bumps on the bald man's head.

"You guys are really too stupid, you don't understand the boss's good intentions at all."

The bald bandit looked at the bandits in front of him with an expression of utter disbelief, and began to explain.

"The boss hit me on the head three times last night! Don't you guys understand?"

The bandits remained bewildered.

"Ugh...."

The bald bandit could only continue explaining with a disappointed expression:

"The boss means that I need to go to his room at three in the morning."

"Hey, why does three taps on the head count as three points?"

Ignoring the questions from the others, the bald man continued:

"The boss's meaning is quite clear. He's going to test me. If I'm clever enough, he'll tell me the big plan at 3 a.m.!"

The other bandits all looked utterly bewildered.

After a long silence, someone tentatively asked:

"What did the boss say? Is there really a big plan?"

The bald man answered instantly:

"The boss is sleeping."

The bandits: "..."

The bald man continued, spitting as he spoke:

"It was obvious that this was a test of my patience, so I waited outside the door for a full half hour before I finally heard the boss's instructions."

“He said, ‘I’m going to be the king of the bandits!’ ZZZZZZZZZZZZ”

The bandits remained silent for a long while.

"That's clearly just sleep talking..."

"Wrong! I've heard that even when a true expert is fast asleep, ordinary people simply cannot get close to them!"

"So, the boss definitely knew I existed, and he said those words on purpose for me to hear!"

At this point, the bald bandit couldn't help but raise his arm and shout:

"This is the boss's grand plan!"

"He's going to become the bandit king! Shouldn't we, his henchmen, do something about it?"

"But if the boss really has this plan, why hasn't he done anything these past few days?"