Pirates: Your Emperor is Back!

Snapped!

Crocodile felt a chill welling up in his heart, shivered suddenly, and closed the notebook in his hand abruptly.

He covered his mouth and pretended to be smoking, but he was actually covering up the twitching corners of his mouth.

Heh, heh...

There must be something tricky!

Maybe some trick I don't know about?

Yes, it must be so!

Crocodile took a deep breath, opened the notebook again, and turned to the last page he had just read.

It was clearly written in black and white on it:

"It's very rude to flip through a little girl's private notes, little crocodile."

impossible!

Absolutely impossible!

Crocodile's eyes widened, and he immediately turned to the next page.

There are also very few words on the next page——

"this is possible."

"..."

Crocodile remained silent, his expression completely calmed down, his face indifferent.

He spread the notebook flat on his lap, leaning against the sofa, smoking a cigar, and looking up at the ceiling.

"call……"

Gradually he understood everything.

Luo Wen was not an educator, he could not train an inexperienced little princess into an excellent diplomat in just two days.

But he was able to predict "all possibilities" of this negotiation in about two days!

Luo Wen sorted out all possible things and asked Weiwei to record them in a notebook.

In this way, the little princess only needs to proceed with the negotiation step by step according to the strategy in the notes.

simple?

too easy!

For Weiwei, this negotiation is completely an exam with fixed exam questions. Coupled with the excellent performance of the little princess herself, it is not difficult to get "full marks".

is it hard?

It's hard!

For Rowan, he must calculate all possibilities, and then give corresponding solutions.

Even though Wapole is a visible idiot, he is a real person!

Communication between people is fundamentally different from a chess game.

Because of the existence of the chessboard and the rules, the landing point of the chess pieces is always fixed. Even though there are various changes in a chess game, this change will eventually come to an end.

However, the existence of "human beings" cannot accurately predict their behavior...

……?

The reality that is happening at this moment makes Crocodile put a question mark on this sentence in his heart.

Indeed, Wapole was a visible idiot, and Crocodile could even set a trap for the idiot king to inadvertently lose the country if he wanted to.

However, that is only a kind of "conspiracy" after all.

Crocodile can calculate "human nature" itself, but he can't enumerate all the possibilities like predicting the direction of the chess game, and then turn them into words!

That would be too outrageous...

Crocodile took another deep breath, feeling the need for silence.

So, he got up from the sofa and came to a corner of the open-air balcony outside the meeting room.

You can't see it from inside the house, but you can hear the sound inside.

If Weiwei called for someone, Crocodile would immediately rush into the house and chop Wapole into a mummy to vent the inexplicable unhappiness in his heart.

But now, he planned to lean on the railing, blow the cold wind, and reorganize his thoughts.

But not long after, another person also came to the balcony and stood beside Crocodile.

It's Dalton.

The loyal captain of the Drum Kingdom's guard was extremely disappointed with his king's performance at the moment.

The current situation of this negotiation can already be called one-sided.

Weiwei told Alabasta's proposal, but Wapole could only nod his head in agreement, and couldn't even say a word of rebuttal.

In fact, according to Wapole's original character, he would have turned the table away.

But now he can't find an "opportunity" to turn the tables.

Every plan Weiwei put forward fell just before Wapole's bottom line, giving him a feeling of "reasonable".

This is the so-called "war at the negotiating table".

Once completely caught in the rhythm of the other party, even the qualification to terminate this negotiation will be lost, and one can only passively obey!

Today's Wapole has fallen into such a "swamp" and lost in a mess.

Dalton couldn't help sighing.

If the old king is still alive, he must be completely disappointed with this incompetent son!

Dalton looked up at Crocodile, and couldn't help sighing: "You are worthy of the princess of the superpower."

Crocodile: "..."

If it was normal, he wouldn't bother talking to such irrelevant idiots.

But now because of the notebook, Crocodile's mood is very complicated, so he talked more.

"Dalton?"

"Yes." Dalton nodded, and re-introduced himself: "Captain of the Drum Kingdom Guards, Dalton."

Crocodile took a sip of his cigar and said slowly, "Actually, many things are not that complicated, but many things are very complicated."

This inexplicable remark made Dalton very puzzled.

He has a straightforward personality, and it is difficult to understand the meaning behind the words.

Crocodile frowned and pointed to the room, "For example, the negotiation is actually not that complicated, it's very simple."

Dalton was even more puzzled. He scratched his head and asked earnestly, "So, what is so complicated?"

"Complicated things..."

Crocodile began to feel a little annoyed, and just wanted to find a reason to end the conversation, but suddenly thought of something.

"Did those idiot ministers say before that people from the world government came to borrow a piece of land to conduct some kind of military exercise?"

Dalton was taken aback, but still nodded, "That's right, Jess said that a group of people from the World Government borrowed a rare snowfield from us."

"That's right, that's it."

Crocodile took a sip of his cigar and said with a dark smile, "That's a very complicated matter."

Dalton frowned slightly, not quite understanding Crocodile's words

He explained: "The climate of Winter Island is very special. The navy once temporarily borrowed a piece of land from us to train recruits. Although the world government did this suddenly, it has precedents and is very reasonable."

Hearing this, Crocodile said with a sinister smile: "Dalton—yes, that's the name. You may be a loyal guard, but as a minister, you are not qualified."

Dalton was well aware of his shortcomings, and was about to seriously ask for advice, when suddenly his ears moved.

He heard a strange noise.

Animals with devil fruit abilities often have much stronger sensory abilities than ordinary people.

After Dalton, Crocodile also noticed the sound in the distance.

He and Dalton looked for the reputation, and set their eyes on the snow field in the distance.

There, a strange blizzard appeared, completely covering the originally calm snowy foothills.

The frenzied airflow was like a storm, and the snowflakes on the ground were blown high, turning them into clusters of "snow tornadoes"!

Even looking down from the castle, it is still impossible to see the situation inside.

Dalton couldn't help being stunned when he saw this. He had lived in the Drum Kingdom all his life, but he had never seen such a strange scene.

He couldn't help asking: "What happened?"

Hearing this, Crocodile raised his eyebrows, very satisfied with Dalton's reaction.

Crocodile has not fully recovered from the strange feeling brought by that note.

But now his mood is obviously much better.

Sure enough, getting along with Ryan Rowan felt like being with the abyss, being stared at by that bottomless darkness every moment, so exhausted to death!

It is more pleasant to be in contact with a simple-minded and good man like Dalton!

Simple, direct, and even reminded Crocodile that he was actually an ambitious man.

Thinking of this, Crocodile raised his chin at Dalton and said with a smile:

"Hehehe, can't you see it?"

"The world government is conducting a 'military exercise'!"