I am the Bandit King of the East Sea.

But more than anything, it's a longing for a peaceful life.

What is the terror ship?

A giant island ship, or rather a giant ghost theme park, surrounded by desolate wilderness, with a magnificent Gothic castle at its center.

A large house, few people, hard for the navy to find, isolated from the world.

In Sieg's imagination, the Thriller Bark was his retreat, a place where he could live a peaceful, monotonous life, where he could choose between pastoral idylls and luxurious castles.

If Moria could hide here for over ten years, why couldn't he?

“It’s a good thing that troublemaker like Barrett is gone.”

Sieg muttered to himself:

"As long as we resolve the duel with Sun Bear next month, as long as we stay quiet and don't cause trouble, and don't show any surprising ambitions..."

"Given my current status and position, the navy probably wouldn't attack me first, would they?"

If a power becomes as strong as the Four Emperors, even the Navy wouldn't dare to provoke them. Because a single move could have far-reaching consequences, easily escalating into a massive war that could disrupt world order... That's what Higuma thought.

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

The lightning flashing on the spear gradually subsided, and Judge, sweat beading on his forehead, did not throw the spear at Robin.

I don't know when.

A tall, blond man wielding a giant axe was already standing behind him, close to him.

"Vinsmoke Judge, who are you pointing your spear at?" the burly man behind him whispered.

This gave him a real fright.

Strangely, Judge didn't even notice him approaching.

Keep in mind that he not only had four children by his side, but also an army of thousands of clones. On a densely populated battlefield, someone had quietly positioned themselves behind him, and no one noticed...

"Axe King Morgan?"

This made his back secretly sweat.

Morgan, the user of the Silence-Silence Fruit.

Unfortunately, Judge had seen the previous user of the Silence-Silence Fruit and knew how powerful this ability was.

At the same time, Judge turned his head slightly stiffly to look into the depths of the thin mist.

It wasn't just the blond giant Monka who suddenly appeared behind them.

As far as the eye could see, a group of people had already arrived from the depths of the thin mist.

At the forefront of the crowd was a bald man with a shiny forehead, flanked by several powerful and profound figures, making Judge feel a sense of danger, as if needles were pricking his back.

Crocdale, with a cigar dangling from her lips, was puffing away on her cigarette.

She didn't even glance at Judge and the others, but out of the corner of her eye she glanced at Mr. 1, who had been defeated by Zoro, before strolling over to Miss Goldenweek, who looked like a primary school student.

"Well done, Miss Golden Week."

Golden Week, who looked like an elementary school student, smiled and opened his arms to her.

"Then let me sit for a while."

"Don't push your luck, brat," Crocdale muttered.

She hesitated for a moment, then reached out. Rolling yellow sand, carrying the elementary school students' Golden Week selection, floated up and finally landed on her shoulder.

Golden Week seemed to be quite happy, sitting on her shoulders with her legs swinging back and forth.

Crocdale remained expressionless, silently continuing to puff on her cigar, the smoke from which caused the little girl on her shoulder to cough several times.

“Cigar…” Huang Jinzhou coughed lightly a few times and looked at the cigar in her mouth.

"What a troublesome brat..." Crocdale muttered coldly.

"When you grow up, you'll know how good cigars smell."

Although she said that, she still raised her hand to take the cigar out of her mouth, and a small wisp of yellow dust rose up, extinguishing the cigar between her fingers.

She remained oblivious to everyone around her, never once glancing at Judge.

But at this moment, Judge gradually became nervous.

His gaze moved back and forth between the bald man, Crocodile, Monka, and others, finally settling on a chubby-faced panda standing nearby.

“Rum?” he frowned and read it tentatively.

"Oh? Looks like you still remember me."

Rum grinned:

"But you were quite the big shot just now, weren't you? Did you want us to deliver a message to Moria?"

Rum's voice had a hint of mockery.

He was indeed an old acquaintance of Judge.

More than 30 years ago, when Gaji was still a young man, he served as Vegapunk's private research assistant.

At that time, one of Vegapunk's research projects was to create an artificial product that simulated the brewing fruit, called Sword Breath Wine.

Rum, as Vegapunk's research subject, also worked with Judge for a period of time.

After Sigurd, who was then the vice-captain of the Rocks Pirates, arrived, Judge and Rum both temporarily joined the Rocks Pirates.

"You are not the Moria Pirates... of course you can't be."

Judge asked himself a question and then answered it, his expression suddenly turning somewhat unpleasant.

He knew, of course, that the men in front of him couldn't possibly be Moria's subordinates.

Rum was a figure from the Rocks era, and later one of the Fifty-Six Emperors of Infinite Hell... while the others were clearly remnants of the long-lost Sea Mountain Bandits!

Remnants?

Judge looked at the town behind the bald man and his companions, at the layers of figures deep in the mist, and then at the world's largest ship that had disappeared for ten years, as well as the newly resurrected bandit king. Beads of sweat began to appear on his forehead.

Is this what you call a remnant force?

Did he accidentally stumble upon the hiding place of the Sig Mountain bandits?

He stumbled upon the whereabouts of the Sig Mountain Bandits, who had remained hidden from the world for ten years.

"Uh...."

At that moment, Sanji's low cry of pain at his feet interrupted Judge's reverie.

He then snapped out of his reverie, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Veben talking to the bald man, and suddenly realized who Sanji and the others had been fighting earlier.

His face darkened, and he hissed in a low voice;

"You unfilial son, get up now!" Judge shouted.

"You foolish sons, you just trespassed into the bandit king's territory, get up and apologize right now."

"Mountain...Mountain bandit king?"

With a flash of purple, Reiju helped Sanji up from the ground, dusted him off, and looked at the bald man and the others in front of him with a blank expression.

Did the Straw Hat Pirates unintentionally offend such an important figure?

The previous attack was because they had inadvertently entered the bandit king's territory.

Sanji glanced at his adoptive father out of the corner of his eye.

He still knows what's important, even if it means his attitude has changed drastically.

"Yes...yes, that's right..."

He was about to say something when he saw that conspicuous bald man striding towards him from the crowd...

He couldn't help but tense up instinctively, preparing to deal with an attack.

Sanji had no idea that the bald man would simply brush past him and then look at the Straw Hat Pirates behind him.

"I knew I wasn't mistaken..."

A smile appeared on the bald man's face, a smile tinged with emotion as he looked at Luffy, Robin, and the others before him:

"Ten years have passed, and you've grown this much?"

"Robin, Luffy, the green-haired kid from Isshin Dojo, and the long-nosed lad from Syrup."

"It really is..."

Behind the bald man, a few bandits from the Goa Kingdom also showed surprise and began to chatter with laughter:

"It really does seem to be those same kids from back then..."

"Has the three-sword style kid from Isshin Dojo become the pirate hunter Zoro?"

"And then there's that kid that Marine Hero Garp brought..."

Robin chuckled softly and stepped forward, his previous wariness towards the Germa Legion gone.

Luffy, Usopp, and the others were initially shocked, and then they all recalled the events of the past.

"You...you were the bandits who followed Uncle Sig back then..."

In my memory, that shiny forehead does indeed exist in the corner of my memories from back then.

Luffy once lived briefly in the Sigura stronghold of the Goa Kingdom, and Usopp, Zoro, and others also met them during their childhood.

Counting them one by one, it turned out that only Sanji and Chopper, two of the Straw Hat Pirates' main members, were people they had never met before...

This made the bald man think of something, and he looked thoughtful.

The standoff instantly turned into a family reunion, and the tense atmosphere from before vanished.

Sanji stood there somewhat bewildered, while Chopper seemed to have been forgotten by everyone, standing in the corner with a blank expression.

Sanji's father, Judge, at least had some connection with Higuma, but Chopper was the only one in the entire Straw Hat crew who had absolutely no connection with Higuma.

Judge's angry expression froze, his face stiffening.

He had just reprimanded Sanji, but now it seems there is some close connection between the remnants of the Higuma Mountain Bandits and the Straw Hat Pirates.

The frozen anger on his face slowly turned into an awkward, sheepish laugh: