"Are you repenting of your powerlessness? Are you frustrated that you were actually knocked down in an instant? This is the weakling......" On the Golden Merry, Robin, who had overwhelmingly stunned Luffy and his group, looked at Princess Weiwei while talking coolly. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Info just lost her mind for a moment when she spoke, but only a moment later, she returned to her usual smile.

However, the shadow left in my heart is not something that can be dispelled by the smile on my face.

"Mr. Luffy...... Mr. Sauron ...... biting his lip slightly, said with a resolute face, "Don't hurt them, it's me who you want to arrest, and I'll go with you." ”

"Huh...... It's a joke, the situation now is, you don't have a choice, do you? Robin still looked at Wei with a smile, and after a slight pause, he spoke again, "But ......"

"Whoa......

With a neat sound, Robin withdrew his ability, and the arms on Luffy and Zoro's bodies disappeared in an instant. Zoro twisted a few times, and after taking his dislocated limbs strangely, he stood up and moved his body for a while, and there was nothing to do, but after Luffy stood up, his face was still pale, and his arms were weirdly folded behind him. Looking at his clenched teeth, it was obviously not ordinary pain.

"Want to help? Captain Road? Robin asked with a smile.

"Humph! I don't need your kindness! Luffy gritted his teeth and said, then turned his arm into rubber, which was soft and turned into something like two rubber ropes, and then with a few bone knuckles, it returned to its original state. It's just that the beads of sweat on Luffy's face like soybeans obviously show that all this is not easy.

"Hehe, in that case, then I'll get down to business...... Robin smiled and said, "This is a permanent guideline to Alabastan, and I apologize for the hasty visit, I hope you will laugh." Hehe, besides, I look forward to seeing you in Alabastan soon. ”

"Humph! Without your kindness, we'll get to Alabastan on our own! Luffy shouted stubbornly, crushing the permanent pointer that Robin handed over.

"Ah~ Since you have made this decision, Captain Road, then, be careful on the road. Baroque Walker's agents aren't all as kind as I am. Robin smiled, waved at them, and jumped out of the boat. On the sea outside the boat, a sea turtle surfaced in time to catch Robin.

"Hey! You're a woman! What the hell do you mean? Which side are you! Luffy yelled as he watched Robin leave quickly.

Robin, who had already gone away, vaguely heard Luffy's shouting, and couldn't help but ask himself in a low voice, which side of the person was it......

"I'm just on my side, right?" Robin muttered. In front of him, he couldn't help but think of Crokdal's face and what he had said.

"The only person you can trust is yourself, that's what you said, I'm just executing......"

Nicole Robin, who was standing on the turtle's back, clenched her fists, and her fingers turned white from the exertion. Her arms were covered in bruises as a side effect of the previous fight, but she didn't notice it. Since she was 8 years old, she has been drifting, constantly looking for support, and constantly betraying, and has gradually become accustomed to it. It's just another change of place......

Closing her eyes slightly, Robin recalled the scenes that haunted her like a nightmare......

"Ahh Wail! With a gust of wind, a vulture wearing sunglasses flapped its wings and hovered in front of Robin. It was the vulture that made the noise, and on the back of the vulture was a sea otter dressed in a strange shape and also wearing sunglasses.

"Mr.13 and ......?" Robin, who was caught up in a memory, was suddenly awakened and asked in surprise.

"Puff! This is a permanent pointer given to you by the boss! Puff! The boss said: 'Don't forget the way home!' 'Puff! The sea otter said, tossing a permanent pointer to Robin, and then the vulture under his seat "Quack! With a shout, he rushed into the sky again.

"Crockdahl......" Nicole Robin gripped the permanent pointer tightly in her hand, the glass casing of the hand making a Grara sound, as if it was about to shatter at any moment. But the needle hanging inside the pointer is always pointed at Alabastan.

The sea breeze gently blows across the sea, and the waves of the sea crash together, splashing the waves. Robin was tense, and cold sweat had soaked her back for some time.

The sea breeze was gentle, but Robin felt an indescribable coldness.

At the same time, on the mysterious island, Crockdahl's already vigilant heart, who was aware of being followed, was once again raised a level. It's just that it still looks as leisurely as a walk.

Tight on the inside, loose on the outside.

Startled, Crockdahl didn't show any unusual movement, but silently controlled the sand and poked out, heading in the direction he sensed the mysterious man leaving.

Compared to the mysterious man's clumsy tracking skills, Crockdahl's technique is definitely masterful. Especially after using the power of the Devil Fruit, few people can find him.

"Huh?" But the truth is so strange, Crockdahl is confident in his tracking skills, even to the point of pride. But suddenly I found that I had lost my sense of that person, as if that person had blended into the natural environment. Of course this is impossible, in his senses, that person is not strong enough to that extent.

Frowning slightly, anything beyond his expectations was dangerous, this was what Crockdahl had always held. At the same time, this is also the reason why his strength is not very outstanding, but he can still occupy the position of the Seven Martial Seas for ten years.

Unable to understand it for a moment, Crockdahl had to hide his doubts in his heart, and at the same time the search became more careful.

There is nothing wrong with prudence.

The island is not big, and even if you are careful and slow down, it won't take long to explore the island. Soon Crockdahl made a discovery—a cave.

Although caves are common, the cave in front of you clearly bears traces of artificial excavation. And if Crockdahl is right, the cave was dug out with his hands alone.

After testing the hardness of the trees here, and looking at the cave walls, they are no different from the materials of the trees. Although he didn't want to admit it, Krokdahl knew that he would never be able to do it.

Is it really artificial?

While looking at the traces of the cave, Crockdahl judged by his own experience. But at the moment, it's a little hard to believe. If this is the case, then that person's strength is inevitably too strong......

Rabindranath Tagore?

If that stupid fish-man has such strength, why would he be entangled by a mere rear admiral in the Navy? Or is it really because of the idea of not killing people that limits the use of strength?

Unable to figure it out for the time being, Crockdahl had to hide his doubts in his heart, and his movements were even more cautious to start the search.

Like all caves in stories, this cave is very hidden, on the wall of a small hill, hidden by vines. However, this is not intended to be in front of Crockdahl, who uses sand as a detector. Keeping a cautious approach, Crockdahl kept some of the fine sand under control and poked into the cavern.

Fine sand entered the cave from the ground under his control, and then circled the cave, finding not a single living being. Although he can control the sand, it can be said that the sand is his doppelganger, but the sand is still just sand after all, and cannot make observations, only the reaction of detecting whether there is life or not.

Crockdahl waited cautiously for a while, and after finding that there was really no response, he lifted the hanging rattan and walked into the cave. Strangely, the trees, plants, etc., are metal-like textures, but they still maintain their original texture, such as the leaves still fluttering in the wind, and the vines are still soft and tough.

Walking into the cave, it was the same as Crokedahl had sensed before, it was not large, and there was not a trace of life, but it was not the same.

The cave is not large, and there is a bed that looks like a boat, but it is firmly welded to the ground, and the texture is metal. There was a large box on the side, locked, and it looked like the keyhole had been blocked by metal, and was not ready to be opened again. On the side of the wall was a small table resembling a table, with a pair of shackles, something like a hood worn by an astronaut, and a polished bronze medallion that had been rubbed.

Crockdahl looked at the things on the table with a strange expression on his face, if he was not mistaken......

Crockdahl picked up the bronze medal and looked at it carefully. It may be that the owner of the bronze medal is often held in his hand and stroked, the bronze medal has already become smooth, and the pattern on it is not very clear, but it can be seen faintly.

"This sign...... The Sun Pirates? Looks like this is indeed where Tagore once stayed......" Crockdahl muttered, then dropped the bronze medal and picked up the shackles and the transparent cover.

"This ...... It was indeed worn by the Draconians to keep out the dirty air...... And this, hehe, I think I understand......" Crockdahl laughed in realization, and then put down what he was holding and came to the side of the box, and the sand turned into an extremely sharp blade in his hand, cutting off the lock of the box in one fell swoop.

"Bang!" With a thud, the box bounced open the moment the lock was slashed off, and a puff of black sand jerked out, enveloping Crockdahl inside. At the same time, along with this black sand, there is also an unbearable stench, which makes people want to vomit.

Obviously, the black sand was highly poisonous, and the sand flew by, as if even the air was being scorched, making a sizzling sound. And Crokedahl, who is completely shrouded in black sand, looks like it will not be spared!