The Rockets of the Spirits Start

After the five major families made the decision to leave Golden City, Nobunaga, who had explained all the affairs of Kanto to Daping and made follow-up plans, also returned to Little Orange Island in the early morning of the next day.

Strolling on the streets of Big City, looking at the extremely tall government buildings in the distance, and the people on both sides of the road who are happily preparing for the Sea God Festival.

Nobunaga, who didn't put on any disguise on his face, and wore a ditto on his neckline, suddenly felt a fresh air that wiped away the hesitation and decay, as if he had entered his body silently in a trance.

"Kona and Yuji are so fast."

After saying these words with a little exclamation, he silently pulled the Dittoman out of the neckline, hugged Nobunaga in his arms and watched the people on the street, his steps became inexplicably faster, and at the same time as he walked towards the government building, he couldn't help but relax in his heart thought of:

"You don't have to worry about other people's eyes. Walking on the road with your original identity is indeed much more comfortable than hiding in the dark and being a sewer mouse."

"Well, without the need to disguise his appearance, Ditto can be freed from his job and only be responsible for its favorite logistics."

The soft body swayed with Nobunaga's footsteps, staring at various portraits of Poseidon with wet ink on the side of the road, and the face of the Variety with a little curiosity.

At this moment, I don't know what Nobunaga's inner thoughts are at all, and I still look back at the lively crowd left and right, and carry out the four characters of ignorance is blessing.

…

Step away from the ever-increasing crowds and step right into the very center of the Orange Islands.

Under the salute of the two members of the guard, Nobunaga, who had already begun to demand himself with the standards of the president of the alliance, nodded to them with a calm expression, and boarded the elevator to the top floor of the building.

"Ding."

The elevator door opened, and Nobunaga, who didn't feel strange at all, crossed the corridor and pushed the door directly into Kona's office. As if returning to his own home, he sat on the sofa skillfully and whispered to her:

"The Sea God Festival is well prepared."

"Where's Yuuji?"

Hearing that Nobunaga first praised and then asked, Kona, who was dealing with a thick pile of urgent documents on the table, suddenly had a slight gratification in his eyes, put down the pen in his hand calmly, and responded gently:

"Yuji has been very busy recently, doing the few things you explained. Now the staff of the Islands Guard Corps has almost been merged, but the trainers stationed on other islands are still being streamlined."

After explaining Yuji's whereabouts, Kona, who was sitting on the standard wooden seat for the alliance cadres, stood up with a document, walked to the sofa where Nobunaga was, and said in a calm tone:

"Tomorrow is the day when the large-scale Sea God Ceremony officially begins. All islands will start worshiping and praying to the Sea God Rogia at the same time."

"This is a detailed plan. You can see if there is anything that needs to be supplemented."

After receiving the document from Kona, Nobunaga silently gave up on telling her what Dr. Oki said to her, and instead quickly scanned the words recorded on the paper with his eyes. He said in a low voice:

"After so many years of operation, there should be many islands in the Orange Islands that are your diehard loyalists."

"Let the people of these islands print the Prince of the Sea, Manafei, on the back of Rogia's portrait."

"And in tomorrow's official pilgrimage prayer, only read the word Sea God."

After listening to Nobunaga's instructions, Kona couldn't help showing a very strong look of shock in his eyes. His white palms subconsciously grabbed his sleeves and hurriedly asked:

"Why?"

"Didn't you already promise Rogia? Why did you suddenly change your mind?"

Kona's unsteady and slightly shocked words reached Nobunaga's ears,

Looking at the documents in his hand that could be thrown into the trash can, Nobunaga put the Dittoman in his arms on the armrest of the sofa, raised his head and replied seriously:

"Manafei, the prince of the sea who is innocent and even as innocent as a piece of paper, and Rogia who is almost crazy and wants to encroach on his friend's authority."

"Tell me who the archipelago should choose."

After all, Nobunaga saw that Kona's breath gradually calmed down, as if he had accepted his own thoughts, so he pulled her to sit on the sofa, and continued very frankly:

"The Kanto Alliance is not a threat now, and Daigo, who took over as the chairman of the Fengyuan Alliance, also reached a cooperation with me four days ago."

"We have made a reasonable deal. We will take a future help from the Orange Islands in exchange for Fengyuan's support for the Orange Alliance."

"And I will make a free shot in the future in exchange for a master ball made by Devon."

Hearing this, Kona's heart immediately realized what Nobunaga wanted to do. He broke free from his tightly held soft palm and said in a serious voice:

"Are you crazy? Although Rogia does not have the real authority of a beast, it has the innate ability to control the wind and rain."

"In case your actions fail and it escapes, the Orange Islands will forever fall into the wrath of a divine beast that can capsize ships on the sea at will."

Seeing Kona's resolute opposition, Nobunaga's face suddenly turned grim, he stood up and walked behind the desk, and sat on the wooden chair representing the owner of the room.

There was a brief silence for a few seconds, and after the atmosphere in the air gradually became oppressive, Nobunaga looked directly at Kona's eyes with his own will, and said in a low and forceful voice:

"Do you know the Sea God Church that I destroyed?"

Kona saw that Nobunaga suddenly changed the topic, and a picture of the group of lunatics suddenly appeared in his mind. He nodded with his eyes wide open, and gave a soft answer:

"A dark organization under the name of Rogia Sea God."

"But Rogia has nothing to do with them!"

Seeing that Kona answered the first sentence, and the latter sentence resolutely cleared the suspicion for Rogia, Nobunaga immediately showed a little inexplicable smile, hooked the pen on his fingertips and twirled a few strokes, very free and easy said:

"They really have gods, and I also seized a statue of Lugia from their church in the underground black market of Little Orange Island."

"Whether to lead the people of the archipelago to become lunatics like them, or to gain the friendship of Prince Canghai with me, I follow your choice."

Feeling the truth and undeniableness contained in Nobunaga's free and easy words, for so many years, he has always regarded Lugia as Kona who can protect the true god of the Orange Islands, and the pillar of his heart collapsed instantly.

Leaning on the back of the sofa to relax for a long time, until the only remaining choice remained in my heart, I looked at Nobunaga, who was constantly revealing the aura of the superior, and said in a calm tone:

"You, what are you going to do..."

Hearing Kona's disheartened answer, Nobunaga, who knew that the Orange Islands would be inseparable from this woman, put down the pen at his fingertips, put his right leg on his left, and said solemnly:

"Humans cannot completely rely on elves, I hope you can understand this."

"Except for what I just explained, you will ask Yongci to gather a group of quasi-evil kings."

"As for the specific action plan, I will tell you in full when I come back from Fengyuan."

After listening to these three sentences with different connotations, Kona suddenly felt a sense of exhaustion from Nobunaga's body for some reason.

Under this inexplicable feeling in her heart, she knew that she and Yuji were not the only ones fighting for the archipelago.

"Well, I'll wait for you."