I am the Bandit King of the East Sea.

Doflamingo gritted his teeth, veins bulging on his forehead.

He's been away from the Grand Line for so long, working hard to find treasure, but this is the final result.

"Young Master, what should we do now? Should we send some officers to the second round of treasure map auctions on Wanwu Island?"

"I asked in a shrill voice," said Pika, the top official.

Doflamingo's face darkened.

After searching for so long, Doflamingo has not come away empty-handed; they have deduced the approximate location of the first treasure.

In five or six days at most... he will be able to find the first treasure!

"Let's continue the treasure hunt. We'll talk about other things later."

Doflamingo said in a deep voice, but his expression remained uncertain.

Higuma didn't say which of the five treasures the secret of the Celestial Dragons' national treasure was in... Doflamingo had a bad feeling.

..........

When the matter of the Angel Fruit and Another Piece was captivating.

Meanwhile, Sieg continued sailing at sea and finally approached the Devil's Triangle.

"We've finally arrived."

Sieg stood on the deck, gazing into the distance.

As far as the eye can see, a thick fog drifts on the sea, vast and boundless.

Most ships, once they enter the dense fog, lose their way and are forever buried in this sea.

This is truly a sea of ​​death.

However, Sieg came prepared.

His gaze fell on Laboon, the island whale, who seemed somewhat excited, standing next to the ironclad ship.

"Labu, we're counting on you this time."

Sig shouted.

Visibility is very low in this ocean; ordinary ships would get lost in it.

But the whale Laboon is different. Whales navigate in the ocean primarily using echolocation, similar to bats.

In other words, the fog in the Devil's Triangle has little effect on the whale Laboon.

Chapter 269 Reunion After 40 Years

In the Devil's Triangle, shrouded in mist.

A pirate ship in armor sails alongside Laboon, an island whale.

To be precise, the island whale Laboon was in front, and the pirate ships were following behind.

In this area of ​​very low visibility, the whale Laboon became Sig and his companions' guide.

"The Rumbar Pirates' ship has been drifting here for decades, almost completely weathered into wreckage. It's one of the few ships still adrift in these waters, so it shouldn't be hard to find..."

Sig stood on the deck, muttering to Crocus, and looked around.

All around was a vast expanse of white mist, creating an eerie tranquility.

The pirate ship followed the whale Laboon, sailing through this tranquil sea.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of BABY-5 walking over.

"What's wrong, Baby-5?"

Seeing that BABY-5 looked like she wanted to say something but hesitated, Sieg asked a question.

"Mr. Sieg, please call me Viburn from now on?"

Weapon?

"Is this the name you gave yourself?"

“Yes.” BABY-5 nodded vigorously, a smile appearing on her little face.

"Because Mr. Sig, don't you need me to be your weapon?"

"From this day forward, I will be Mr. Sieg's weapon."

Sig paused for a moment, then rubbed her head.

Anyway, at least it's a name that sounds decent.

It's much better than those awful names like "Five Treasures" and "Five Watches" that Sieg racked his brains to come up with.

However, Sieg hesitated for a moment.

According to Sig's original plan, after rescuing Brook, he was going to put his plan into action, abandon his identity as the Mountain Bandit King, and change his appearance.

But what about the little girl who always needs him?

Sig scratched his head, looking somewhat troubled.

At that very moment.

Laboon, the whale guiding the ship forward, suddenly raised its head and let out a joyful cry.

Crocus, who had been leisurely lying on the deck reading a book, suddenly stood up.

"It's a ship!"

Crocus's eyes widened in surprise.

The outline of a sailboat could be faintly seen emerging from the thick fog ahead.

The sailboat was severely damaged; the sails were tattered and torn, the mainmast was broken in two, and the hull had many other damages.

It's practically a ghost ship.

Especially on the bow deck, there was a tall skull dressed in a gentleman's suit, staring at a man with an afro, standing there silently like a statue.

"Brook?"

Crocus's voice trembled slightly, and his fists clenched unconsciously.

Years ago, his initial reason for joining the Roger Pirates was to find the missing Rumbar Pirates.

However, even after sailing the entire Grand Line with Roger, he still couldn't find any trace of the Rumbar Pirates.

Crocus had been disheartened for years, but he never expected to see Brook, now a skeleton, today.

As Crocus shouted, the towering, sculpted skull suddenly moved, its skull snapping open and its dark eye sockets peering over.

"You are... Crocus of Twin Capes?"

"Yes, I've aged forty years, while you, who ate the Fruit of the Underworld, have..."

Crocus suppressed his excitement, hesitated, and glanced back at Sieg.

The situation is exactly as Sieg described!

At that moment, Brooke seemed to suddenly realize something, and as if electrocuted, he turned his head again.

His empty eye sockets stared silently at Laboon, the island whale that was breaking through the mist.

The two gazed at each other silently, remaining still in the vast white fog, like two statues.

After a long while, Brooke trembled as she extended her hand, which was now just a skeleton.

And Labu's head, as large as a mountain, had already gently moved closer and pressed against his bony palm.

"Forty years have passed... Laboon, you've grown up."

Brooke's dark eyes stared at the horrific, crisscrossing wounds on Rab's head.

"Although I don't know what exactly happened to you... I'm sure you've had a tough time these past few years."

Brooke removed his top hat, opened his skull, and took out a decanter.

This was the last ensemble performance by the Rumbar Pirates 40 years ago, preserved using a Sound Shell from Skypiea.

"Our Rumbar Pirates have never forgotten our promise to you..."

The soundproof switch is turned on.

The melody of "Binks' Wine" flows quietly through this tranquil sea of ​​mist.

"Yohohohoyohohoho"

Bring Binks's liquor to your side.

Like the sea breeze, riding the waves at will...

Amidst the melody that had been absent for forty years, the island whale Laboon raised its head high and let out a joyful and loud cry to the sky, which carried far through the mist.

Tears, like a waterfall, cascaded down the water's surface, causing the sea to ripple and surge.

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

After half an hour.

"Thank you so much, Mr. Crocus and Mr. Sig."

Brook had arrived on the deck of the pirate ship. He took off his top hat and bowed deeply to Crocus and Sigurd.

Tears welled up from his eyes like a bottomless pit, dripping onto the deck.

Sieg quietly circled around behind Brooke and glanced down at his lower body.

"Thankfully... Brook's shadow is still there."

The fact that the shadow is still there means that Brook hasn't met Moria yet, so Sig doesn't need to have any further dealings with this Shichibukai.

Sig breathed a sigh of relief.

perfect!

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

at the same time.