I collect everything in the One Piece world.

"However, the current king is a fat pig tyrant who has made a mess of the country, causing immense suffering to the people and collapsing the medical system... Yes, a typical case of oppression, the seeds of resistance have certainly been sown, all that's missing is a spark and a reliable successor."

“I think your revolutionary army would be interested in this place. It just so happens that his king was so scared when he heard I was coming that he ran away. There is a power vacuum in the country right now.”

"This is a rare opportunity. It's perfect that you've sent people to take over. Organize the people here, establish a new order, and restore production and healthcare..."

"You should know that this is an excellent testing ground for your revolutionary ideas, and it can also be a good place to plant a nail in the first half of the Grand Line."

"Me? What am I supposed to do here for days?"

"You're coming? No, aren't you the commander of the Eastern Army? What are you doing here on the Grand Line?"

"You miss me... fine, just don't beg for mercy later..."

"By the way, there's a guard captain here named Dalton. He's a pretty upright guy, though a bit stubborn. He's also familiar with the local situation and the people, making him a good candidate for support. You can get to know him when you arrive..."

"Okay, come over as soon as possible. It's freezing here. I want to take my ship's doctor to the next stop as soon as possible!"

Mosen spoke into the Den Den Mushi in a casual tone, uttering words powerful enough to overthrow a nation's regime.

Then, in front of Dalton and the several stunned guards around him, he decisively hung up the Den Den Mushi.

"Done." Mosen put the Den Den Mushi back into his pocket with satisfaction.

Looking at Dalton, who was completely petrified, Mosen patted him on the shoulder with a smile and said, "Stop spacing out, Captain Dalton. Think about how to be a good mayor or some other kind of administrator in the future, and lead everyone to a better life. Of course, the premise is that you have to cooperate with the Revolutionary Army."

The campfire crackled, and the aroma of food lingered, but at that moment, Dalton felt a sudden dizziness.

The king has run away? The revolutionary army is coming? The monarchy will be abolished? He might become...mayor? The amount of information was too much; his brain completely shut down.

Meanwhile, the townspeople and guards who overheard the whispers around them showed a mixture of shock, confusion, and disbelief...and a glimmer of hope.

To be honest, after Varber's tyranny, the people had very low expectations for the new leader.

It doesn't even have to be a human; even a pig tied to the throne is fine, as long as it doesn't cause trouble or disrupt everyone's lives.

You know, Drum Island used to be a famous place on the Grand Line, but now it's desolate like a poor, remote place.

Just as Dalton was stunned into a mental blank by a series of explosive messages, Mosen had already calmly sat back down next to the overturned wooden box.

Beside her, Dr. Kureha, who was already enjoying her drink, took another big gulp of wine, her face flushed.

She let out a burp that smelled of alcohol, her eyes seemed quite drunk, yet they were also very clear.

She looked at Chopper, who was talking to Robin and the others by the campfire, and the features on her face softened a bit.

"Hmph, this child seems quite happy..." Dr. Kureha snorted lightly, her gaze returning to Morsen's face with a hint of scrutiny and a touch of relief.

“Mosen, if Chopper wants to come with you, I won’t object. The kid has always longed for the outside world…”

"Only by going out and seeing more, and learning more, can he fulfill his dream..."

D has lived for over a hundred years and has seen too many people, good and bad, sincere and hypocritical, ambitious and conformist.

Although these "adventurers" in front of her had unique ways of doing things, she had already formed a judgment in her mind by observing their way of getting along and their attitude towards the townspeople through their drinking and chatting just now.

Compared to those foolish pirates who simply plunder and destroy, these guys are clearly more principled and value loyalty more.

Moreover, they are powerful enough to protect their companions on the perilous seas.

While Chopper's journey with them will undoubtedly lead him down a path fraught with unknowns and risks, it will also allow him to see a wider world and realize his dreams, rather than being confined to this island and stuck by her side.

Upon hearing this, Morsen smiled sincerely. He raised the bottle in his hand and gestured to Dr. Kureha, "Thank you, Dr. Kureha. I assure you, we will treat Chopper as a partner and family."

“That would be for the best.” Dr. Kureha clinked bottles with him, tilted her head back and drank it all in one gulp, then casually tossed the empty bottle aside. “Otherwise, even if I’m over a hundred years old, I can still let you know what the wrath of a ‘witch’ is like.”

With Dr. Kureha's clear statement, Morsen felt reassured and got up to walk towards Chopper, who was "surrounded" by Robin, Nami, and Baccarat.

"What are you chatting about, having so much fun?" Morsen naturally joined the "circle of friends" and plopped down next to Chopper.

"Mr. Morsen!" Chopper was a little nervous, his body involuntarily trying to shrink back, but Morsen smiled and pressed down on his little shoulder.

“Dr. Chopper,” Morsen changed his address, his tone teasing, “Robin told me that your medical knowledge is very solid, and you even know the answers to many obscure questions.”

"N-no, not at all! I'm still far from good enough!" Hearing Morsen's praise, Chopper was a little embarrassed, but being called "doctor" still made him feel sweet inside, and his fidgety body relaxed a bit.

“Don’t be modest…” Mosen began to use his expertise in “human trafficking”. Instead of immediately extending an invitation, he vividly recounted their adventures along the way.

These kinds of adventure stories are a killer for kids. Vivi loved listening to Morsen's stories before, and Chopper is no exception now.

He was so engrossed in listening that he forgot to lick his favorite lollipop, his big, round eyes wide with longing and curiosity.

"Is there...is there anything else? What happened next?" Chopper couldn't help but ask as soon as Morsen took a sip of water, his little hooves unconsciously grabbing Morsen's clothes.

Mosen chuckled and continued his vivid narration, while Robin added details with a smile, and Nami and Bakura took the lead in describing the adventure's excitement and fun.

Before he knew it, Chopper was completely immersed in the magnificent, unknown, and challenging adventure that Morsen had depicted.

For him, who had always lived on Drum Island and longed for recognition and to use his medical skills to help more people, this kind of life was like a dream.

Beside him, Dr. Kureha quietly sipped her drink, watching Chopper, under the "story offensive" of Morsen and the others, go from being shy and defensive at first, to gradually relaxing, and then to being completely captivated, his eyes shining brighter and brighter.

That light was curiosity, longing, and a yearning for the unknown world. Although there was a deep sense of reluctance and worry in my heart, there was even more relief and anticipation.

She tilted her head back and drank the last of the wine in the bottle in one gulp. The spicy liquid burned her throat and suppressed a barely perceptible moisture in her eyes, but a relieved smile slowly curved her lips.

Chapter 126, The treasures here are destined for me.

[The Devil's Triangle is shrouded in thick, deep fog.]

Beside a dilapidated ship, the massive Laboon was whimpering softly. Crocus sat on Laboon's head, comforting it while sighing.

He recognized it; it was the Rumbar Pirates' ship from back then. Unfortunately, there wasn't a single person on board. Laboon had indeed been tricked.

On Drum Island, on the high ground where the royal palace is located, a magnificent castle stands quietly atop a snow-capped peak, its spire piercing the gray sky. Its scale and grandeur far surpass any other building on the island.

"Wow! What a huge castle!" On the snow outside, Nami's eyes had turned into the symbol of Bailey, sparkling. She seemed to be able to see the mountains of treasure inside through the thick stone walls.

"This is the king's castle! There must be tons of treasure hidden inside! Let's go in and take a look!"

Bakara's eyes also lit up as she said with great interest, "The Drum Kingdom used to be very wealthy, and its treasures must have included many exquisite jewels and works of art!"

Although Robin didn't speak, his eyes were filled with curiosity, wondering if there were any ancient books or collections inside.

“This…” Dalton looked at the excited Nami and Baccarat, opened his mouth, and subconsciously wanted to say something to remind them.

After all, this place is theoretically still the king's property, the royal palace of the Drum Kingdom.

But he swallowed the words back. The king himself had abandoned this place, his country, and his people, and had secretly run away.

What right or necessity did he, the captain of the guard who had been abandoned and even used as a shield, have to continue guarding the palace for that tyrant?

Protecting the people is his duty, but protecting this empty castle? He can't seem to find a reason to convince himself.

Seeing Dalton's hesitant expression, Mosen patted him on the shoulder and laughed, "Alright, Captain Dalton, don't think about it too much."

"Since your king was so terrified at the mere mention of my name that he ran away with his tail between his legs, then according to the rules of the sea, this place is now no man's land..."

"Moreover, I can sense that the things here are connected to my adventure team..."

Dalton: "..."

His lips twitched; he was speechless at Morsen's logic.

But what could he say anyway? Was he supposed to discuss these things and who was destined to be with a guy who had a bounty of nearly 300 million, connections to the revolutionary army, and who had just treated the whole town to a meal? He wasn't stupid.

Mosen ignored the silent Dalton and turned to look at Dr. Kureha and Chopper beside him.

“Dr. Kureha,” Mosen said, pointing to the castle, “this castle is just sitting empty anyway, why don’t you come and live here from now on? It’s spacious and quiet, perfect for doing research.”

Dr. Kureha raised an eyebrow, looked at Morsen with an expression that said, "You're very perceptive," and then accepted his suggestion without hesitation.

"You have a good eye, kid. Although this place used to be inhabited by an idiot, the house itself is quite nice. Alright, this will be my new place from now on!"

She clearly had no objection to improving her living conditions, especially since this luxurious castle was practically free; why not take advantage of it?

Beside him, Chopper's reaction wasn't as enthusiastic; he remained curious but still looked preoccupied.

After listening to Morsen's story by the campfire, Morsen didn't beat around the bush anymore and directly invited Chopper to an adventure.

Chopper was somewhat tempted, but he still looked at Dr. Kureha, who simply said she respected his choice. So, he's still struggling with this decision.

He truly longed to see the world, like in Mosen's story, to use his medical skills to help more people, and to prove his value as a doctor and a partner.

The outside world, the unknown disease, the exciting adventures—all of these drew him in like a magnet.

But... he couldn't help but look at Dr. Kureha.

The thought of leaving Doctor Doriel filled him with intense reluctance and unease.

He was like a child who longed to leave home and explore the world, yet was reluctant to leave his mother. His feelings were written all over his face, and his fuzzy little face was almost scrunched up like a bun.

Mosen could see that Chopper was preoccupied, but he didn't say anything more and just waited for Chopper to make his own decision.

Dr. Kureha felt the same way; she knew Chopper needed to make this important decision himself.

"Alright, stop standing there like an idiot in the snow, you'll freeze to death!" Dr. Kureha broke the silence, wrapped her fur coat tighter around herself, and started walking toward the castle gate.

Seeing this, Chopper snapped out of his thoughts and followed Dr. Kureha into the castle.

Dr. Kureha even went so far as to order Dalton around, "Hey, you big guy, you used to be the head guard here, right? Come on, show me around and give me a proper introduction to my new home!"

"Where are the storage room, the kitchen, the largest bedroom, and the rooms suitable for surgery and wards? Take me to see them..."

Poor Dalton, having just snapped out of his thoughts on "whether or not to protect the palace," seamlessly switched into the role of "castle real estate agent."

He glanced at the enthusiastic Dr. Kureha, then at Nami and the others who were following behind Morsen, all looking equally excited and curious, and finally sighed resignedly.

“…Yes, please follow me, Dr. Kureha, and Mr. Morsen…” Dalton turned stiffly toward the door that he used to guard with utmost respect, but which he could now push open at will.

The change in identity was too fast, and he was still a little unaccustomed to it.

As soon as they entered the castle, Nami and Bakara cheered and ran out excitedly, like hounds that had smelled treasure.

Nami seems to have an exceptionally accurate intuition for finding treasure, and Baccarat is even more so. As a user of the Lucky Fruit, she could find the treasure room even with her eyes closed.

"Treasure! Jewels! I'm coming!"

"Hahaha! I'm going to take them all! They're all mine!"

"Hurry up and keep up!" Bakara pulled Morsen along as they ran. "Remember, don't leave anything behind! Pack it all up!"

"I know, I know, don't worry. If I weren't so uninterested, I would have taken the whole castle for him..." Morsen said as he walked.

Robin smiled upon hearing this, and slowly followed after him, looking around as he walked.

Their footsteps and Nami's excited shouts echoed through the empty castle corridors.