Anger burned in his chest, he didn't expect that he would be beaten like this by a rookie pirate, although on the one hand, it was because of his carelessness, but-

What a shame!

Battles between pirates have always been won and lost, and if it weren't for the immortal curse in his body, he would have really lost.

He slowly walked in front of Luffy, raised the golden hook in his right hand, and was about to hook it down directly and end the life of this new pirate newcomer, when he suddenly remembered what Tang Sen had said.

"The Straw Hat Boy's name is Monchi. D. Luffy, Mr. Klockdahl, if you pay attention to the pattern of this world, you should have an impression of this surname, right? ”

"Naval hero Monchi D. Karp, his grandfather, the leader of the Revolutionary Army, Munchi K. D. Long is his father, the red-haired Shanks, one of the Four Emperors, is his guide, and he has two brothers who hold important positions among the world's top powers—"

"I don't care if this person dies, but he can't die in Alabastan, which will make the eyes of the top forces of the three parties in this world gather here."

Damn it!

Klockdahl's movements froze, and his face became even more gloomy.

He was silent for a moment, picked up Luffy, who had fallen into a coma, turned his lower body into yellow sand, and flew in the direction of Albana.

This time he didn't make a big fuss, but quietly landed on the top of the palace, and saw that on the high platform in front of the palace, the remaining people of the Straw Hats and Weiwei were hurriedly setting up a PA device.

"It's slow." Klockdahl pouted: "It's been delaying for so long, but you haven't set the stage yet?" ”

He sat down on the eaves, habitually lit a cigar, and took a deep breath of tasteless smoke.

"A bunch of naïve idiots."

Kosha only felt a flush in front of him.

At this point in the war, the whole Albana Square had become a flesh grinder, and at first he still had anger and sadness in his heart, and the cold face of the king when he was in Catlea kept coming to mind, and even self-doubt, wondering if he had done wrong by blatantly starting the war.

But now, there were no other thoughts in his mind, only a mechanical swing of the blade.

There is no turning back.

It must be won, the rebels must win.

Even if today's war will devastate the entire kingdom, only by winning this war can there be hope for reconstruction.

"Please stop fighting! Don't let any more innocent people die! ”

Hallucinations?

Kosha's movements froze slightly.

Why is it at this time. Hear a familiar voice?

There was a sound of wind coming from the side, and Kosha's heart froze, and he reflexively turned over and dodged, and stabbed with his backhand, bringing up a string of blood.

Is it really a hallucination caused by killing for too long? That person, who had disappeared a few years ago.

He was about to swing his sword again and rush towards the Kingdom Army, when suddenly the sound echoed in the square again.

"I'm Neferutali Vivi! Please stop fighting meaninglessly! ”

His movements froze.

Vivi?

He raised his head and looked up at the palace in the direction of the sound, where he could faintly see a figure standing on the edge of the high platform.

"Kosha! Be careful! ”

One of the rebels rushed and knocked Kosha out of the way, only to be shot in the shoulder and let out a low cry of pain.

"Don't be distracted! It's a battlefield! ”

"No Kebby, didn't you hear Vivi?" Kosha shouted.

"How could I possibly forget Princess Vivi's voice when I heard it, but-" Kebby brandished his blade, "There's no point in that, Kosha." ”

"Have you forgotten what the king said before us? Have you forgotten Juba, who was buried in the sands because of the king's deeds, and those who died in the desert? ”

"Look around you, Kosha, look at everyone's faces, no one has forgotten this, whether it's because of hatred, because of the future of this country, this war can't stop."

Kosha gritted his teeth and looked around.

Vivi's voice still echoed through the square, but the war continued, and even the occasional person who hesitated because of that voice was quickly cut down.

"Please lay down your arms! It's all a conspiracy! There's no need to fight anymore! ”

No one dared to be distracted, no one dared to lay down their arms.

"Why. Why don't you stop? Nami covered her mouth and looked down at the chaotic battlefield in the square, her face pale.

"This is war." Sauron gripped the hilt tightly: "The people here have gone crazy. ”

"Is it really impossible to stop everything?" Nami looked at Vivi, who was already desperate, but instinctively screaming hoarsely.

"Unless a miracle happens."

Zoro closed his eyes: "We're just pirates after all, such a thing as saving a country-"

He only has sorrow in his heart, and Weiwei, who is standing on a high platform and calling out to his people with all her might, is afraid that the grief and despair in her heart are countless times more than herself.

He suddenly felt a little cold on the tip of his nose.

"It's rain! It's raining! ”

Nami's exclamation came from his ears: "There was no sign of rain at all before, it was the ability of that fellow Townsend. ”

Zoro opened his eyes, his arm slackened from clenching the hilt.

He looked down, and the rain hit the faces of the people on the battlefield, washing blood down.

Whether it was the rebel army or the kingdom army, their movements all slowed down, until finally, everyone looked at the sky.

It's been a long time, and it hasn't rained for three years.

"Miracle. It happened. Chopper raised his hooves and cheered.

"No, not a miracle." The corners of Zoro's mouth hooked slightly: "It's that guy, he heard Vivi's voice." ”

"Sen-kun—" Vivi covered her face.

No one could comprehend how desperate she was in the short period of time just now.

Obviously it has come this far, and it is obvious that so many people have been sacrificed. However, we can only watch people kill out of hatred, and we can't stop it.

Obviously in the center of the entire kingdom, in front of countless people, she felt that she was in endless darkness, no one could see her, no one could hear her voice.

However, there was light.

As the man said, if the people of this world are in the dark, then he will be the only torch.

The sound of the fight began to stop, and Vivi wiped the tears from her face, regained her spirits, and took a deep breath.

"I am the princess of Alabastan, Neferutari Vivi."

"Please lay down your arms, the war is over!"

(End of chapter)