The Laughing Clown in Pirate

"Yes, I understand...Yes...I'll leave immediately, Your Majesty!"

It wasn't until the king's voice disappeared and the phone bug squinted his eyes and snored that the Minister of State on the other end of the phone relaxed his tense body slightly.

"Lesa! Lysa!" shouted the Minister of State in a voice as penetrating as the cry of a whale: "Help me take that jet black gold-trimmed begonia flower court dress to the living room."

No one responded, and the faint cry of a child could be heard outside the study.

The Minister of State had no choice but to call out to his daughter again.

"Lesa, did you hear that?"

"Father, wait a moment! I'll get it right away!" the daughter outside the room shouted.

The Minister of State could not wait any longer. He took off his casual jacket and walked quickly outside.

Hanging his coat on the hanger at the door, he opened the door and saw his daughter's slender arms holding a little blue monster, a little fish-man, walking towards the small room on the side.

"Put him down and deal with my affairs first!" the Minister of State shouted with a cold face.

"Oh~ oh~ don't cry anymore... don't cry anymore... Grandpa will be angry if you cry again." Miss Mermaid comforted her child with a smile, gently put him on the old sofa aside, and turned to face her father.

"I've ironed that jet black court dress and it's hanging in the closet in your bedroom." Miss Mermaid said with a smile, "Father, please take care of your grandson while I go to get it."

"I just came back from shopping for groceries, and he was crying so hard."

"Forget it!" the Minister of State said angrily.

He glanced at the blue baby with fresh transparent liquid hanging from his nostrils, and walked impatiently to his room.

"Where is Jenna, where has she gone?" the Minister of State asked the only server in the family, the housekeeper and cook.

"Aunt Jenna went to Plaza No. 1 for shopping this morning." Miss Mermaid said softly: "Father, you also know that such terrible things happened there!"

"Auntie was really frightened. When I saw her, she was pale and speechless, so I had to give her half a day off to let her have a good rest."

There was no response to Miss Mermaid's words, and the Minister of State slammed the door of his room.

Lysa stared at the closed dark green door for a while, put on a smile again, comforted her still crying child, and wiped the snot under his nose.

After a while, the door was opened again, and the Minister of State had already gone out wearing his black and gold-edged begonia flower court uniform.

"What am I wearing wrong?" the Minister of State asked his daughter's opinion.

"Are you going to a meeting?"

"negotiation!"

"Then you'd better change the red tie and wear a blue one." Lysa gave her own suggestion.

"Well, blue is indeed better." The Minister of State listened to his daughter's suggestion and went back to the room to change into a blue tie.

When he came out again, the irritating crying had disappeared and was replaced by unpleasant laughter.

Before leaving the house, the Minister of State paused for a moment.

"There is no need to send this child to the orphanage on Fishman Street for the time being." After saying that, the Minister of State left without looking back.

Lysa withdrew her gaze from the closed door and looked gently but firmly at the grinning little fishman.

This is her child, even though his face is blue, his cheek skin is always secreting mucus, and he has fangs...but he is her child.

Neither his father nor her father could separate mother and son.

In the fishman street, the shallow water area where the fishmen and the royal army were confronting each other, the political minister who hurriedly arrived looked at everything in front of him in horror.

The entire battlefield was in chaos, with officers shouting one after another. Mermaid squads from the Royal Army kept passing by, gathering in a certain area and forming an array under the orders of the officers.

Of course, no fishmen soldiers participated in this suppression mission. They were temporarily dismissed from their posts the moment the king issued the order and ordered to stay at the station.

At the front of the confrontation area, outside the steel city wall, there were twenty-five crossbow beds with giant harpoons mounted in a row. Behind the crossbow beds, the mermaid soldiers of the Royal Army were smearing fish oil on the surface of the cannonballs.

In this way, the friction generated by the strong initial velocity will cause the shell to burn the moment it is ejected from the chamber, thereby enhancing the destructive power, destroying the building and causing a fire.

Compared to the King's Army, which has a numerical advantage, the formation that Fishman Street has to deal with is not small.

More than a dozen giant cannons with terrifying calibers were pushed onto the steel city wall. As for the center of the city wall, densely packed gun barrels grew out. They also installed spikes on the upper and side sides of the steel city wall to prevent the Royal Army from charging.

"The people of Fishman Street are waiting for one year! Ten years! One hundred years!"

"We are waiting for the king to issue an order, waiting for the king's army to enter Fishman Street to maintain law and order, and bring those evil pirates to justice. We are waiting for the abundant sunlight on the upper level of Fishman Island to shine into our barren house!"

"But the wait was too long, and we finally woke up."

"None of this will happen. The future of Fishman Street is ultimately up to us to fight for!"

"So we're going to form our own team!"

"We want those pirates to never buy anything from us again with guns!"

"We want our children, sisters, and wives to be able to walk on any of our streets!"

"We must drive out those pirates who harmed us, leaving no one behind!"

The Minister of State Affairs heard that every time the wanted criminal on Fish-Man Island, the manta ray fish-man Mobrang, said something, cheers that shook the water surface rang out from within the steel city wall.

For a moment, his usually quick thinking froze, and the negotiation rhetoric he had deduced in his mind along the way no longer had any effect.

Involuntarily, the Minister of State took out a handkerchief and wiped his forehead, which was sweating from the rush, and loosened his neat tie to make his voice louder.

He wanted to take a step forward to communicate more closely with the rebels in Fishman Street, but was stopped by General Sharktooth with his hand, and was told that this was the closest position where he could guarantee his own safety.

So he coughed lightly, opened his arms, and spoke with a baritone voice that had the same penetrating power as a whale's call.

"You don't have to wait any longer, compatriots of Fishman Street!" He held his head high and opened his right arm. The clean and expensive court dress with begonia flowers bordered in black and gold covered his protruding belly and made his figure even more upright.

"His Majesty the King has heard your voices, and His Majesty apologizes for ignoring the feelings of Fishman Street."

"His Majesty the King has ordered to strengthen the customs inspection of Fish-Man Island!"

"And dispatch the Kingdom's garrison and security team to Fish-Man Island to maintain law and order in Fish-Man Street."

"Look at the majestic army in front of you. All the problems you are worried about will be solved by His Majesty the King."

"fart!"

"Shrimp shit!"

"Fuck you, Your Majesty the King!"

"Fuck you Neptune!"

…

As soon as the Minister of State finished speaking, a continuous stream of curse words rang out within the steel city wall, and the murlocs on the wall even threw dead fish in the direction of the Minister of State.

Fortunately, the distance was far enough so that the fishy smell would not reach the Minister of State's nose.

The nose of the mermaid noble can't stand this.

"Mo Brown! Negotiations like this will lead to no results." The Minister of State gave up his speech and turned to talk directly with the rebellious leader.

"I don't expect the negotiations to produce results." Mo Brown said loudly: "We are already prepared to get the results we want!"

Another burst of cheers!

"Tell me, what order did our King give us?"

"Get out of the way, let the Royal Army enter Fishmen Street, and arrest those traitors!"

"In this way, the wanted king on you will be cancelled, and the king will also organize and pay the salary for the security team you formed privately!"

"We refuse!" Moblan refused coldly.

The cheers of the residents of Fishman Street almost made the sea boil.

"Stupid!" the Minister of State finally lost his composure: "You bastards, you have no idea what is above the sea!"

"You don't understand at all, that power is much more terrifying than the small Fish-Man Street, and even more terrifying than the Fish-Man Island!"

"You will pay the price with blood!"

"Your blood will..."

Bang! There was a gunshot. I don’t know which angry fishman fired it.

The Minister of State was shocked and broke out in a cold sweat.

He calmed down and grimaced.

He glared at the manta ray man on the steel city wall with disgust, adjusted his black and gold-edged begonia flower court uniform, and turned to face General Shark Tooth.

"The final negotiations failed."

"Fight for the kingdom, General!"

The wounded mermaid general finally waited for the king's order. He waved his hand and fired the cannon loudly and shockingly.

The cold piercing harpoon shot out, piercing the steel and piercing the fishman's flesh.

Burning shells were sprayed into the sky from the roaring muzzle, and fell behind the steel wall with billowing black smoke.

The phalanx of fishmen began to move forward, with spears pointing diagonally towards the sky.

With the roar of artillery volleys, the war begins!

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In the sun-filled residence of the Minister of State on Fish-Man Island, the mermaid aunt Jenna, who had gained weight and split her hair, took a few steps and came to Lysa's side, sweating profusely.

Lesa turned to look at her. Jenna's sleeves were stained with bright red blood, so saturated that it almost dripped to the ground.

After seeing the sleeping face of the little fishman on the cradle, Jenna suppressed her loud voice.

"Miss, the man's injuries have stabilized." She said, her fat face full of disbelief: "His whole body is covered with injuries, his bones are almost all broken, and only half of his abdomen is left. I don't know how he survived.

Still alive to this day!”

"He has to live, Jenna!"

"He must live!"

The smile has long since disappeared from Miss Mermaid's face.

She caressed the cheek of her sleeping child, her eyes gentle but firm.

"This way little Fizz won't have to live in that dark and chaotic Fishman Street."

"In this way, little Fitz can escape from the deep sea with me and go to the sea."

"Only then can we go and see the stars twinkling on the night sky!"

"And the warm and blazing sun!"

－－－－－－Digression－－－－－

Since ancient times, fish and mermaids have lived in different areas of Mermaid Island, and their eating habits are also completely different (eating fish and not eating fish).

The unstable genes of merfolk (merfolk) make merfolk or merfolk even if they are of the same species, a merfolk (merfolk) of a different species will be born.

In areas where mermaids gather, there are mermaids looking for a living, but in areas where mermaids live, there are almost no mermaids.

[This is because after giving birth to a fishman, the mermaid will choose to abandon the baby fishman directly, or let him live in the fishman street after raising him until he can be self-reliant. Therefore, the entire fishman street is a huge orphan belonging to the fishman island.

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【】The contents are privately set by the author, please do not mistake them for the original settings.

Because One Piece is making more and more progress, there will be more and more private settings for the sake of the plot and the style of this book.

To avoid confusion for readers, it will generally be explained here in the future.

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