The streets that were once bustling with people became empty at some point, as the people seemed to have been frightened by the explosion and fighting and had fled.
At the same time, the Dressrosa Kingdom Guard also appeared at the door of the restaurant, each holding a flintlock rifle and pointing the muzzle at Fujitora.
"Put your weapons down!"
The atmosphere became tense at this moment.
The guards' hands holding their guns were trembling slightly.
The reason was simple. Just look at the beef restaurant. The ground had already collapsed into seven or eight holes of different sizes. Dozens of pirates were lying in them. Their bodies were squeezed and twisted strangely, their eyes were rolled back, and they all completely lost consciousness.
"Didn't you hear me? I told you to put your weapon down!"
The captain of the guard team shouted loudly.
However, after he finished speaking, seeing that Fujitora still didn't seem to want to pay any attention to him, he couldn't help but start to wonder: "Could it be that this guy is not only blind, but also deaf?"
At this moment, Vivian, who was just afraid of being affected by the angry Fujitora, also came over with Dashigi and others and asked, "Is it the local guard team?"
"Um?"
The escort soldiers turned their heads upon hearing this, and after seeing the navy uniforms worn by Vivian and the others, their originally tense expressions suddenly relaxed a little.
"Is it the navy? The headquarters or the branch?"
"I'm Navy Sergeant Vivian. We're from the East Sea Rogue Town Base. Under the orders of Colonel Smoker, we came to Dressrosa to investigate the antidote for 'Trance'."
Trance is the name of the toxin that Grandpa Lamor was poisoned with. According to investigation by the intelligence personnel sent by Smoker, it seems to be a neurotoxin that can continuously erode the human nervous system.
Without taking the antidote to suppress the toxicity, an average person would completely fall into dementia in less than half a year, and even if they continued to take the antidote, they would probably not last more than ten years.
In addition, after taking this drug, headaches and hallucinations often occur, which is enough to show how bad the nature of this drug is.
"Trance?"
When the captain of the guard heard this word, he immediately showed a puzzled expression, "What is that? What does it have to do with our Dressrosa Kingdom?"
"You don't need to know what the connection is, just take us to see Doflamingo." Vivian said.
"To see our Lord King?"
The captain of the guard curled his lips and thought to himself, can a mere branch sergeant like you just go and see our king
But he still said, "I'm sorry, the king went out a few days ago and has not been on the island for some time, so..."
“I see.”
Vivian's eyes lit up when she heard that.
Doflamingo isn't in Dressrosa
This is great. Wouldn't the difficulty of my mission this time be greatly reduced
Without Doflamingo, the remaining Donquixote cadres combined might not be enough for Fujitora to defeat alone, right
Vivian was very happy, and at the same time she was glad for the decision she made at that time.
"Luckily we managed to get Fujitora here..."
If only this guy could join the navy...
He muttered to himself.
Of course, Vivian was not referring to becoming an admiral of the navy through the world conscription in two years, but to having Fujitora join the Rogue Town Naval Base and become his subordinate.
A free fighter with great strength..
If that were really possible, it would be great just thinking about it.
"Well, if there is nothing else, please don't disturb the order of the kingdom here." said the captain of the guard.
“What about the civilians at the scene?” Fujitora spoke at this time.
"I'll leave it to you guys to handle."
The captain of the escort grinned, revealing a fake smile: "After all, I am not a marine, so I have no obligation to care about the lives of civilians."
...
In the seafood restaurant, without even taking a bite of the fried rice in front of him, Fujitora frowned and looked at Vivian with the whites of his eyes.
"Brother Vivian..."
"what."
"The Navy is the only one who cares about the lives of civilians?"
"Forehead.."
Vivian's hand holding the Tachyon froze in the air.
"Well... well, the navy doesn't necessarily care about the lives of civilians."
Vivian thought about it carefully and replied, "No matter where you are, there will always be bad people."
"So, whether you're a navy or a pirate, as long as you stick to your heart, it doesn't matter where you are."
“As the saying goes, if you don’t forget your original intention, you will succeed; if you let go, you will eventually become fearless…”
"Sorry, I said too much."
Vivian sighed.
Of course he knew how terrible the pirate world was.
Pirates are rampant, wars are constant in various places, and people are displaced. Homeless people are always abducted by various human traffickers and sent to nobles' homes to serve as slaves, and finally die tragically in endless torture.
In the true sense, human life is worthless.
But what can he do
As a sailor, it would be great if I could occasionally help out when I see some injustice and save a few civilians.
Want him to save the world
Please, that's what Luffy and his father should do. He just needs to be a small marine, survive to the end, marry a slightly prettier wife, and then retire and live in seclusion in the mountains...
Days like this seem pretty good, right
Vivian fantasized for a while, then lowered her head and tried to continue eating her noodles.
However..
"Huh? Where's my seafood noodles?"
I looked up at a gentleman with silver-framed glasses who was wolfing down his food.
"Cute!!!"
The roar echoed inside and outside the restaurant for a long time.
At the same time, Fujitora still frowned, thinking about what Vivian had just said.
"Don't forget your original intention, and you will succeed in the end?"
This kid...at such a young age, can he see things more clearly than an old guy like me...
All of a sudden, Fujitora, who was originally a little confused, became enlightened.
...
That night.
Dressrosa Kingdom.
Vivian, Cotto, and Fujitora appeared at the foot of a cliff.
However, the painting styles of the three people at this moment seem a little different.
"Hey, Uncle Yixiao, aren't you a bit unsociable?"
Wearing a black tights, Vivian and Cotto turned their heads to look at Fujitora at the same time: "Isn't the purple cape a little too conspicuous?"
“Don’t worry. Although I can’t see, my hearing is amazing. Plus, my legs and feet are pretty agile too, so I won’t be discovered easily.” Fujitora explained seriously.
Vivian nodded in response.
But Cotto, who was standing aside, had a look of worry in his eyes.
This uncle...seems to be quite concerned about his reputation
It seems that I will have to spend more energy to protect him later.