This navy can deal with him, how dare he kill White Beard!

He looked at His Majesty Cobra's slightly stooped and aged back, and his nose was sore.

Your Majesty... If you do this, no one will know that you have paid so much for Alabasta.

Those rebels and ignorant people all call you the king of "hypocrisy"! !

Falcon Bell felt pity in his heart, and said in a sad voice:

"Your Majesty Cobra, if the rebel army enters the royal city..."

Cobra glanced at him, and a smile as mellow as wine appeared on his weather-beaten face.

"The old man will buy some time for Weiwei."

After saying this, he turned around slowly and walked down the palace. ,

Falcon Bell clenched his fists and knelt down towards the back again.

Cobra dragged his heavy steps away from this resplendent royal palace, and walked towards the distant capital shrouded in war and the haze of yellow sand.

On the gloomy sky, the yellow sand swept across the mighty, and layers of haze covered the earth.

Cobra walked slowly, but firmly.

As he moved forward, he muttered three sentences over and over again.

"I am Neferutali Cobra."

"I am the King of Alabasta."

"The king's power comes from the people."

Yes, the king's power comes from the people.

If the people of this country agree that he, Neferutali Cobra, is no longer qualified to be a king, then maybe... it's time for him to put an end to his life.

……

"My father was a very unreliable father."

Weiwei stood in a piece of dry yellow sand like a sculpture that had lost its soul, said shyly.

Scorching sun.

It seems that the endless yellow sand is enough to swallow all vitality, and the air is so dry that even breathing is like a knife.

That's what deserts are.

The quicksand that may appear at any time, the poisonous snakes mixed with the soil, and the problem of water shortage at any time will make any good army lose its combat effectiveness.

This is the desert of despair.

But what makes people even more desperate is the picture in front of them.

corpse,

Mummified corpses were strewn across the ruins of the city.

The desert-style buildings were corroded by the wind and sand, and the hot wind blew up the yellow sand, and there were no plants.

Only dead bodies.

A group of marines looked palely at the ruins and ruins in front of them, the ruins and corpses buried in the wind and sand. It was obviously an extremely hot climate, but they felt cold all over their bodies and shivered involuntarily.

"But he's a solid king."

Weiwei's voice was very hollow, sank straight down, and disappeared with the wind.

"Since he ascended the throne of Alabasta, he has not lived a single day in luxury."

"He kept reclaiming oases, promulgated a number of laws to reduce tax burdens, and tried to improve the living environment of the people of this country."

"He advocated friendship with other countries, signed peace treaties with many hostile countries, and ceased foreign wars."

"Aside from peeking at other people's baths, my father is a good king."

"All of this... shouldn't have happened."

Weiwei didn't realize that her voice was trembling.

Tina smoked without saying a word.

Alder sighed.

Ron stood silently without speaking.

The buildings that were supposed to be home to happy families have been turned into dry ruins, and the prosperity of the city in the past can no longer be seen.

Among the ruins, tattered clothes and veils fluttered like pieces of white silk.

Icarem next to him whispered:

"This city is called El Baru, and it was once called the "Green City". It was once the most prosperous oasis city in Alabasta, and it was the first oasis built after King Cobra ascended the throne. "

"The prolonged drought and lack of rainfall have completely turned this vibrant oasis into a desert. Dryness and poverty are spreading like a virus. Manpower cannot fight against God's will, right?"

"And this...is just a microcosm of the vast Alabasta kingdom."

"The yellow sand... swept across this land unstoppably."

The hearts of the sailors were even more heavy and desolate.

They never expected that such a big country like Alabasta has turned into such a desolate and impoverished situation.

They subconsciously looked at the blue-haired princess who had knelt on the ground at some point in front of them.

Such a young youth bears the disaster of the whole country and the pressure of the abyss.

Could her thin shoulders really be able to support such a responsibility?

Weiwei ignored their gazes, but stood up with difficulty like a puppet that had lost its soul.

She walked slowly to a shriveled skeleton, and inserted her delicate and white hands into the yellow sand under her feet...

Alder opened his mouth to dissuade him, but a hand pressed his shoulder.

"Let her go."

Ron said softly.

He took a few steps forward, didn't say anything, just joined with Weiwei, and began to bury the victims of the city in front of him.

Following Ron's actions, others joined in silently.

In the yellow sand of Shujuan, everyone didn't say a word, but silently buried the victims in their beloved land.

Within half an hour, Weiwei, with blood dripping from her hands, stopped crying as she looked at the ruined city in front of her.

"My lord father is right."

"War cannot solve disaster."

"But as a royal family, I must shoulder my responsibilities."

Wei Wei seems to be talking to Ron and others, and also seems to be talking to herself, to strengthen a certain idea in her heart.

"It doesn't matter who is the king, as long as the people of this country can live in peace and happiness."

"It doesn't matter at all whether the people believe in the royal family or not."

She raised her head and gazed at the majestic city in the distance.

It was the capital of Alabasta.

The sadness in her eyes gradually turned into firmness.

"I must protect them."

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Chapter 56 The Majesty of the King

Alabasta, the capital of the kingdom.

The secret headquarters of the Baroque Works.

The room was very dark, and the faint lights flickered, casting a shadowy shadow.

The man was sitting on a large sofa, biting a cigar in his mouth and holding a glass of spirits in his hand.

The dancing light illuminated half of his face, while the other half was hidden in the shadows, making the horizontal centipede-like scar on his face frightening and terrifying.

He just sat there lightly, but exuded a dangerous aura all over his body, like a sinister giant crocodile lurking in the muddy river waiting for prey, opening its bloody mouth at any time to choose and devour.

The King Shichibukai, Crocodile!

"Has the goods arrived yet?"

Crocodile looked at the slender woman in front of him and sneered.

The woman in the shadow has a healthy wheat-colored skin, wearing high boots, a short skirt, and a simple corset on the upper body.

Nicole Robin.

Hearing Crocodile's words, she whispered:

"It has arrived at the port, Mr.1 and Mr.3 are already there."

Crocodile smiled with satisfaction,

"Very well, I will trouble you for everything, my vice president."

He paused and continued to ask:

"The rebel army is about to arrive, what's the reaction from Cobra's side?"

Nicole Robin shook her head and said:

"The royal family of Alabasta has not gathered their troops. It seems that Cobra does not plan to fight the rebel army."

A sneer stained the corners of Crocodile's mouth,

"What a stupid and naive guy. As the royal family of Alabasta, he can't even do the most basic decisive killing."

"Those who can't give up anything, can't get anything."