One Piece: Dream Destroyer Mentor Marine King

East Blue.

Balmond nodded towards Camilla after walking into the top floor of the palace tower.

Those intruders have been dealt with.

Or those people themselves didn’t even think of it.

Their whereabouts were completely exposed from the first moment they appeared in Logue town.

Their number, their behavior and habits were all recorded and reported somewhere.

"It seems that the cards in the opponent's hand have almost been used up, and I heard that New World has almost used them too."

As time progresses, G5's intelligence has begun to be opened to them.

Although Balmond and Tahir have not spoken directly, they have had some communication through some channels tacitly approved by Dylan.

In the past week, pirates who suddenly appeared in East Blue and a World Government alliance suddenly launched a war against the Kingdom of Girona.

But the war lasted only a week.

In fact, it wasn't even a week, because in just one day, the Kingdom of Girona wiped out the incoming pirates and the kingdom's army at an extremely fast speed.

Six days later, Girona completely blockaded the kingdom and silently annexed it.

Although someone noticed something was wrong.

But on this sea, the transmission of information is very primitive.

When World Government officials noticed the problem, the country's only remaining royal heir told him very sincerely.

“We have long admired the Kingdom of Girona and have now passed the bill to voluntarily join the Kingdom of Girona.”

During this sensitive period, World Government officials did not delve too deeply into the matter.

After all, the Kingdom of Girona has made it clear that it will officially join the "World Government" at the "World Summit" in a few months.

It's just a matter of switching from left hand to right hand.

Not much difference.

and········

Rumor has it that Girona is that man’s back garden...

Camila, who was standing by the guardrail, looked confused.

Balmond walked behind her and looked at the sea in the distance.

"Bamond·······"

There was a tremor in her voice.

She is no longer the young girl who held her head high and said that as long as the people have enough to eat, she will be a good king.

"·······"

Balmond didn't respond to her, and he was equally puzzled.

This confusion has been with him for many years.

That man had great wisdom and foresight.

Has unparalleled skills and strength.

But he had no pursuit.

Power, beauty, money, pleasure.

These things that fascinate the world seemed unattractive to him.

Strength?

Probably not, because countless stories in this world have proven it.

Pursuing power is not the goal; power is just a means to achieve the goal.

Where is his goal...

A trace of sadness flashed in Camila's eyes.

Her royal blue eyes lost their sparkle for a moment.

He is leaving...after completing their common ideal...

She had imagined countless times that after they completed their "ideal", the world would enter an orderly stage.

She could be by his side, walking in Girona, boating on the sea, and discussing the esoteric knowledge he once accidentally mentioned.

But all this seems to be fading away.

Camilla's body swayed slightly.

A gust of sea breeze came, and Camila's long hair was blown into the wind.

Balmond carefully put the cloak on her:

"Camila... you have to understand him. He also loves this world deeply, and he has sacrificed too much for this world. We..."

Balmond was also a little absent-minded, but soon regained his senses: "We can't bind him with love, he also has his own life."

Two lines of clear tears slowly flowed down Camila's cheeks.

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South Blue.

Deep in a deserted island.

Craig spread his palms.

Groan!

A metallic sound sounded.

The golden wings behind him and the sharp claws on his fingertips.

"What exactly is Garuda?"

"It's a bird! Idiot!"

"Huh!? Who!?"

"Me! You can think that I am Garuda! I am you now!"

Craig looked cold.

Balmond has made it very clear before that once his character is affected...

"etc!!"

The voice sounded again, seeming to be a little anxious and uneasy.

"Why is your heart like a stone? Although I don't intend to erode you, why do you instantly become like this every time I try to talk to you?"

"Are you a fool!?"

Craig's expression became increasingly cold.

In this world, even that man only said such words once, and later apologized to himself very seriously and sincerely.

When I was still very weak and cowardly.

From that day on, he felt the respect and trust between people.

"Hello·······"

The sound stopped suddenly, as if it had never happened.

Craig walked out of the desert island, and the golden wings and sharp claws on his back had long disappeared.

The man said that the fruit can strengthen oneself, but even without the power of the fruit, it will not affect the entire situation.

"Rather than help, I hope you will always be yourself."

This is what Dylan said to him in person before.

These words also shocked him greatly.

Through Bamond's analysis over the years, as the commander of the Third Army, he roughly knows what enemies he will face in the future.

If it were just human power...

I'm afraid all he can do is clear away some secular obstacles to the "Peace Round Table Conference."

no·······

Craig squeezed his giant fist.

"Since I have placed hope on him, I can't let him down!"

After returning to the stronghold, Craig nodded towards one of his followers.

He knew that this person was arranged by Bamond to analyze his personality changes, words and deeds.

Craig relaxed after receiving the response.

"Garuda!"

"You...you guy...why are you willing to talk to me now?"

"I need power!"

"strength?"

There was a hint of doubt in Garuda's "voice".

"The blood in your body is also good. In ten or twenty years, you should..."

"That's too late!"

With his eyes closed, Craik couldn't "see" Garuda, but after he relaxed his mind, he could feel that he was somewhere in his body.

"Our enemies are incredibly powerful, and war is just around the corner!"

Garuda fell silent, and after a moment he asked faintly: "Who are you talking about...'the extremely powerful enemy'...?"

This time it was Craig's turn to be silent.

But soon his eyes returned to firmness: "I don't know yet, but probably... they are guys like you!"

"interesting!"