"Wait!"
"Don't fire yet, Captain Tavi, Captain Latteg, I've seen this ship at the World Governnt shipyard before, don't fire!" Just as the two warships were about to fire, an old Marine imdiately stopped Ron and Daro.
"Huh?"
"Daro, you're saying you've seen this ship at the World Governnt shipyard?" Latteg was shocked when he heard Daro's words.
Doro used to work as a shipwright at the World Governnt shipyard but left because he was tired of it and wanted so fresh air on the sea.
Latteg, knowing Doro's excellent skills, had requested to have him transferred to his warship.
"That's right, Captain Latteg, we cannot touch this ship! When this ship was being built, the shipyard took strict security asures.
I heard it was later sent to East Blue and given to a group called the Dream Exploration Team. Also, I heard the mastermind behind this ship's construction is Saint Lindgas!"
"So we absolutely cannot touch this ship!" Daro warned Latteg, his eyes filled with a bit of fear.
"Saint Lindgas?"
"Are you sure you're talking about Saint Marcus Lindgas?" Tavi asked, shocked.
"That's right!"
"I'm telling you, it's the truth! It's Saint Marcus Lindgas!" Daro turned to Tavi, his eyes even more determined.
"Damn!"
Tavi and Lateg's faces instantly broke into cold sweats.
If it weren't for Daro stopping them in ti, they would have acted right then, and the result would have been a terrifying hunt by the World Governnt!
"What's going on?"
"Captain Tavi, Captain Lateg, why haven't you acted yet?
Are you going to defy Jefferson-sama' orders?" On the World Governnt ship, a suit-wearing lackey expressed dissatisfaction with the two captains.
Hearing his tone, Tavi and Latteg felt uncomfortable, and the knives in their hands were almost ready to strike.
Just then, a group of people appeared on the shore.
It was the guard team from Drum Island, led by Mathis. They had rushed here as quickly as they could and finally arrived.
"Gentlen from the World Governnt, welco to Drum Island. I am Mathis, the Foreign Minister of Drum Island.
Our King, Wapol, has prepared a banquet for you at the castle. We hope you'll join us!" Matis said, fawning just like when he welcod the Dream Team.
"Oh?"
"Minister Mathis, what's with that ship over there? Why is it anchored there?" The suit-wearing lackey asked with an unfriendly expression.
"Uh..."
"Uh, well... this ship, sir, is also one that World Governnt officials are aboard," Mathis hesitated, then quickly added, trying to please them.
"A World Governnt ship? I haven't heard of anyone coming to Drum Island..." At that mont, Jefferson spoke up, his tone suspicious, as if the people on the ship were impersonating the World Governnt!
"Jefferson-sama, that really is a World Governnt ship, and it was built under the order of Saint Marcus Lindgas," the elderly shipwright, Daro, quickly interjected.
He couldn't just stand by and watch this ship get destroyed because of this idiot's orders—he'd lose his retirent that way!
"Marcus?"
"You an that Marcus?" Jefferson' eyes widened in shock.
"You're right, Jefferson-sama," Daro responded seriously.
He understood what Jeffers ant.
At that mont, Jeffers collapsed onto the deck. The reason was simple—his backing wasn't as strong as the Marcus family's.
The Marcus family was one of the Five Elder Stars' families!
"Jefferson-sama, are you alright?" The lackey quickly helped Jeffers up.
"Bastard!"
"Who gave you the order to destroy this great ship?
Soone, take him down!" Jefferson' eyes turned, and he quickly shifted the bla to his loyal lackey.
The suit-wearing n on the deck reacted imdiately: Jefferson was treating this loyal lackey as expendable. Now, it was their turn to move up!
"Yes!"
"Jefferson-sama!" A few n in suits roughly dragged the lackey away.
As they neared the ship's hold, the lackey finally realized he'd been thrown under the bus. He scread in panic, "No, Jefferson-sama, I was wrong! Please spare ~~!"
Once inside the hold, his voice faded into silence.
The guards on shore didn't know what had happened, but Matis did. He knew it had sothing to do with the high-ranking officials who arrived earlier that morning.
And, he also knew that those officials were even more powerful than Jefferson.
"Well then, let's get ashore!" Jefferson shouted loudly.
It sounded like he was trying to pump himself up. Afterward, he and the two captains nonchalantly disembarked and went ashore.
"Gentlen, please follow ~~" Mathis quickly bent over and led the way.
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Unlike the Dream Team, Jeffers and his group quickly blended into the cheerful atmosphere of the banquet.
The two sides reached several agreents, which were beneficial to both parties.
"Ba ha ha ha ha~~~"
"Sure enough, these seasoned officials are easy to talk to. Now, the plan to connect with the Celestial Dragons is completely secure!" Wapol quietly said to himself while holding a large stash of treasure, surrounded by World Governnt officials.
Jefferson, Tavi, and Latteg were all very pleased. The treasure they would get from this mission was enough to cover their wages for several years!
They also looked down on Wapol.
Wapol thought that just by relying on them, he could make connections with the Celestial Dragons. This was possible, but it would likely only get him a quick word or a photo with the Celestial Dragons.
After that, the Celestial Dragons would probably ignore King Wapol.
What they didn't know was that, for Wapol, this was enough. With a photo of the Celestial Dragons, he could plan for even greater benefits!
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On another peak, Daisy was focused on learning dicine from Dr. Kureha.
At that mont, the captain of the Drum Island guard arrived, specifically looking for the Dream Team.
anwhile, at Wapol's castle, a lively banquet was underway.
Dalton watched as Wapol made deals with the important figures, and he imdiately felt that the Dream Team was much better than the bribed officials.
So, he wanted to beg the Dream Team to save Drum Island!
"Dalton, what are you doing here?" Dr. Kureha asked, noticing the unhappy expression on Dalton's face.
To Dr. Kureha, Dalton was still just a guard captain who helped Wapol do wrong.
She didn't like him.
"Dr. Kureha, I ca here to speak with these people. Please, I beg you, save the civilians of Drum Island!" Dalton said, kneeling in front of the Dream Team.
"Why?" Ryuen asked calmly.
For a mont, both Dalton and Dr. Kureha were left puzzled.
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