It was a torrential rain.

But no one was looking for shelter from the rain.

In addition, the king's army totaled more than 200,000 people, all of whom held their heads up and let the raindrops fall on their faces.

No one made a sound at the scene, and nothing could be heard except the sound of rain.

However, after all, the Klockdahl guy used dancing powder constantly, and the water vapor in Albana's atmosphere was already very scarce, and the rain had only stopped for about three minutes.

But it was these three minutes that decided everything.

At this time, Sean's voice sounded in everyone's ears again.

"In fact, King Kobra has long commissioned the navy to investigate the cause of the drought in Alabastan, and now that the investigation has ended, Klockdahl is behind all this."

"He first used dancing powder in the rainfields of western Alabastan to trap rainwater from other cities in the kingdom, so that the whole kingdom began to fall into a drought."

"Later, he arranged for people to spread rumors that it was because King Kobra used dancing powder that caused the drought in the kingdom."

"And what is happening today is also to make the king lose the trust of the people and prepare for the future seizure of this country."

"Heroes of Alabastan?"

"No, he's a demon in Alabastan!"

"We will arrest them later, and after Alabastan is arrested because of Klockdal and can no longer use dancing powder, the areas will gradually return to normal rainfall after a while."

I just got wet from the rain and my face didn't have time to dry, plus Sean's words.

More than 200,000 people in the entire square burst into cheers in an instant.

The nightmare of Alabastan...

It's over!!

And on the rooftop of the palace, a young girl looked at the man below who was only two years older than herself, and her eyes were full of twinkling stars.

------

An hour later.

When the people in front of the palace gradually dispersed.

In an alley in Albana.

Seven men came here first.

Although they were dressed ordinarily and looked like ordinary civilians from Alabastan, they were actually millions of elders of the Baroque Workshop.

At this moment, each of their faces was full of panic.

"There's no more of a chance, what should I do?"

"I don't know, let's contact the boss first, otherwise he won't know what's going on here."

"That's right, according to Sean, I'm afraid the Navy will take action against the boss next!"

"That's right, I'll contact the boss."

One of them nodded, then pulled out a phone bug.

But before he could dial it out, a thunderbolt had already flashed, making it crispy on the outside and tender on the inside.

When the other six people saw this scene, they were all shocked.

Especially when they remembered that what seemed to be the power of thunder that Sean was using just now, they turned their necks mechanically one by one, and finally saw Sean standing at the mouth of the alley.

Hiss...

How did he find out about us?

And without us noticing, we followed all the way!

No, no, it doesn't matter how you find it, it's how you escape now!!

"Run!"

The next moment, as one of them shouted, the six of them ran away.

Attempting to escape from the other side of the alley.

But it's a pity that these little minions are under Sean's nose...

What about a successful escape?

Instantaneous!

Puff puff...

As a figure caught up from behind, it passed between the six people in an instant.

Almost at the same time, six blood arrows exploded

Shoot out.

Soon, there were six more corpses on the ground.

With everything done, he swung sideways with his right hand holding Thunder, flung out the blood stains of the blade, and put it back into the scabbard.

"You've been watching in the back for a long time, shouldn't you come out and say hello?"

"When did you find me?"

Behind Sean, a mature female voice suddenly sounded.

"Of course, from the beginning, before I went to the palace to look for Kobra, after all, there was an arm on the roof, and there was an eye in the palm of the palm, how could I see that Ou was abnormal, right?"

"As far as I know, this kind of strange ability is only superhuman flowers, I'm not wrong..."

"Nico Robin?"

As the words fell, Sean slowly turned around and looked at the mature royal sister who was already twenty-five or sixteen in front of him.

"Looks like my journey is over."

Robin smiled bitterly at himself.

"Oh, aren't you running? Just like it used to be?"

"Can I run away in front of you?"

"Maybe I'll be open to beautiful women?"

"Will you?"

"Well, probably not!"

Robin was not surprised by such an answer.

Even the hand hidden behind him had caught a dagger that had slipped from inside the cuff.

Of course, this is not used to deal with Sean.

She knows very well that it is useless!!

"Can I ask one last question?"

"Yes!"

"What will you do with me, leave it to the World Government?"

At this moment, she is ready.

Once Sean says yes, he will end his life as soon as possible.

If he falls into the hands of the world government, let alone what kind of miserable back half of his body will be.

The mere fact that I can translate ancient texts is absolutely a disaster if it is used by the world government.

Whether it's for your own sake or anything else, you can't live into the hands of the world government. qs

"It would be of no benefit to me to hand you over to the World Government, and besides, you would be of little value."

Uh, how can that be called unbeneficial?

If you surrender yourself to the world government as a vote, then in the future you want to be a naval admiral, or even a marshal, that is not difficult, right?

And what do you mean when you say I'm worthless?

Isn't it okay to be one of the few people in the world who can translate ancient languages?

Even...

And maybe the only one!!

Why is it worthless?

"I'll tell you a good thing, in fact, the Immortal King that Klockdahl is desperately looking for, I already got the blueprints, but guess what I did when I got the blueprints?"

"Immortal blueprints... What did you do?"

Robin was stunned for a moment, and then asked subconsciously.

"I ruined him!"

"You..."

Hades blueprints?

You got it, but you just ruined him?

"I'll tell you a good thing, the Hades of 800 years ago, even if I don't read the text of Alabastan's history, I still know where it is."

"So back to the question, do you have any value to me?"

Robin was stunned.

He was getting more and more incomprehensible to Sean.

What the hell is going on with this guy?

"Since you don't plan to give me to the World Government, and I have no value to you, then you plan to dispose of me on the spot just like you did with them?"

When he asked this, Robin didn't even show a look of despair on his face.

On the contrary...

A hint of relief?

This took Sean by surprise.

"You're going to give up?"

"I just want to know history, but my dreams have too many enemies, I... I'm tired!"

"Well, that's a pity..."

"What do you mean?"

"My adjutant is too capable, I was planning to arrange for him to do something else, but there is no one who is capable enough to replace him, I originally wanted to give you a chance, but you are bent on seeking death..."

Sean said with a look of pity.

As for what to do with Robin, Sean has thought about it.

Although I read the original book in my previous life, after all, the original work is not over.

So in the later period, Sean also needed someone who could read ancient writing.

In addition, as I said before, Sean intends to leave Lucci alone.

After all, being an adjutant with this guy's ability is really a bit condescending.

It's just that there has always been no other suitable person under him who can be qualified for this position.

You must know that the position of adjutant may not require strong strength, but it does require comprehensive ability in all aspects, especially management ability.

In this regard, there are really not many people in the opposition who can compare with Robin.

Just by looking at Robin's ability to manage the Baroque Workshop in an orderly manner, you can see how good his management skills are.

"If you recruit me, I'm not afraid of the world government..."

"Of course I'm afraid, so when I'm not strong enough, you have to wear a mask and use a pseudonym!"

Robin was very clever and immediately understood what Sean meant.

That's...

I and the world government are not all the way, now it's just because the strength is not enough, but in the future, once the strength is enough...

"What's the benefit of being your lieutenant?"

"You can study history with peace of mind, and I can help you find all the original history!"

"I agree!"

"Oh? Don't you ask yourself what it will cost?"

"No, I can afford any price!"

"What if I asked you to warm my bed?"

"Would you ask for that, Brother Sean? I don't mind!"

Good guy, two or three minutes ago, he looked like he was begging for death, and now his voice suddenly took on charm and began to tease himself?

"Alright, go find a mask yourself, and bring it to the palace to find me!"

After glaring at Robin, Sean said.

"Okay, Brother Sean, but you really don't need me to warm your quilt... Alas, what are you running so fast?"

When Sean's figure disappeared completely, Robin also smiled.

"It seems that the rest of the day may be interesting, but you say... Brother Sean?"

------

Not far from the rape flower port.

Catleia.

This is the base camp of the rebels.

"Kosha, something is wrong!"

Farafola walked briskly into the tent and shouted at Kosha.

"What's wrong?"

"News has just come that the Navy has intervened in the dancing powder incident in Alabastan!"

"What, the Navy is involved, it shouldn't be..."

"Kosha, not only did the Navy intervene, but the person who appeared in Albana was Sean, Sean Campbell of the East Sea!"

"Isn't he the head of the East China Sea?"

Frowning slightly, Kosha asked.

The intervention of the Navy had already surprised him, but even if the Navy intervened, the person who came should be the admiral of the headquarters, how could it be Sean Campbell?

"Yes, it's the head of the Sixteenth Branch of the Navy, and according to him, King Kobra has commissioned the Navy to investigate the dancing fans since very early on

events, and now the truth has been found."

"What is the truth, tell me in detail!"

"The person who really uses the dancing powder is Klockdal, and the purpose is to frame King Kobra in order to usurp the country!"

"Klockdahl, how is this possible?"

"Kosha, that guy Sean didn't just say, he also brought out the evidence, in front of more than 200,000 people, to show the Baroque Commune member he caught, that is, a person with the ability to imitate the fruit of the devil fruit, using this ability he can become anyone."

"Imitating the fruit... I don't think that's what Kobra did during this time..."

Kosha was slightly stunned, but quickly reacted.

"Yes, according to Sean, this guy is posing as Cobragan, and the purpose is to make all the people no longer trust the king."

"Kosha, what are we going to do, after all, the reason we formed the rebels in the first place—"

Yes, wasn't it because Kobra used dancing powder to form the rebel army in the first place, which caused a drought across the country and no rain?

Isn't it because Kobra's temperament has changed drastically and he is becoming more and more brutal?

But now suddenly someone tells him that it is Klockdahl who really uses dancing powder, and that the brutal version of Kobra that appears from time to time is actually an impostor...

Wouldn't their rebels have lost the meaning of their existence?

"Don't worry, we need to find out the truth or something else."

"What if that's the truth?"

"Then disband the rebels, after all, there is no intention of existing..."

呯呯~~

Before Kosha could finish speaking, two gunshots suddenly rang out from inside the tent.

Hit Kosha and Farafola respectively.

The two looked incredulously at the entrance of the tent, only to see a man and a woman, each holding a pistol against them.

And inside the barrels of these two guns, there was still a wisp of green smoke.

"You..."

Thump...

Covering his wounds, he only had time to shout two words, and he had already collapsed in a pool of blood.

Mr.7。

Miss.Father「sDay。

Baroque Workshop, High Agent!

"I'll leave the rest to you!"

"Yes!"

The task was completed, and the two left directly.

Not far from the tent, a group of rebels were practicing musket shooting, and the successive gunshots were just a cover.

No one noticed what was going on inside the tent.

At this moment, a rebel fighter suddenly ran out of the tent, clutched his bleeding arm and began to shout.

"Oh no, the leader was assassinated by someone sent by the king, and the killer ran over there, quick, go after him!"

Suddenly, everyone was stunned.

But soon, many people reacted and chased in the direction that the man was pointing.

There were also some people who rushed into Kosha's tent.

"A bunch of idiots!"

Looking at the rebel camp where chickens and dogs jumped, the man muttered to himself.

He was not a member of the rebels, but one of the billions of elders who belonged to the Baroque workshop.

For the rebels, the Baroque work society had long been planned.

As soon as there is a problem with Kosha, it is immediately fixed and replaced.

After all, several of the cadres of the rebels were hundreds of millions of elders in the Baroque workshop.

------

Just when the rebel camp was in disarray.

A few kilometers away in an abandoned village.

"Lieutenant Colonel, something is wrong in the rebel camp, it is said that the king sent assassins to assassinate his leader, Kosha, and his right-hand man, Farafola."

"Now the whole rebel army is in danger of getting out of control, me

What are we going to do?"

A sailor hurried up to Gabra and reported.

"Don't worry, the situation is unclear now, I'll talk about it after I report to the major general!"

"Yes, Lieutenant Colonel Gabra!"