Chapter 383
On opposite sides of the Red Line, in what was formerly the Holy Land of Marijoa, are the first and second half of the Grand Line.
In the waters of the New World, on the side of the second half of the Grand Line, a decrepit and worn-out boat was sailing.
There were three girls in the boat, about twelve years old.
After escaping from the Holy Land of Marijoa, they managed to get down from the Red Line and even get a small boat.
"Big sister, do you know how to get to Amazon Lily?»
"No...but we have to get out of here as soon as possible.»
Hancock was paddling with all her might.
They are now located directly below the site where the Holy Land of Marijoa was previously located.
Its destruction does not make this place safe for them in any way, but on the contrary-it is very dangerous here!
After all, after learning about the situation in the Holy Land, the Sea Patrol must have mobilized their forces, so they risk running into the lookouts at any moment!
Although they don't know how to get back to Amazon Lily, but being able to escape from this hell was already a huge stroke of luck.
They are not going to give up this freedom so easily!
"Yes...»
The sisters nodded emphatically and began paddling with Hancock.
First, they need to leave this place.
But as the sisters rowed with all their might, a black dot gradually appeared on the horizon.
It was a Sea Patrol ship!
Not much time has passed since the destruction of the Marine Patrol headquarters, so the construction of a new headquarters on the site of the G-1 base is still ongoing, which is why a large number of Marine Patrol ships constantly sail in this Red Line region.
"Sister?!»
Marigold and Sandersonia were very frightened and confused when they saw the patrol ship on the horizon.
Hancock paled visibly and said tensely: "Hurry up! We must sail away from its course!!»
Phew!!
The sisters did their best to sail away as soon as possible, but due to the waves being too strong and the boat too small, they were never able to sail far enough away from the course of the patrol ship.
The ship was approaching inexorably.
Having come to the conclusion that there was no way to escape from the patrol ship, Hancock suddenly stood up and decisively jumped into the sea.
"Let's hide in the sea! Faster!!»
This ship is most likely sailing to the Holy Land of Marijoa, so if they aren't spotted, the lookouts won't stop for some empty boat.
After all, the Holy Land was destroyed!
After a short pause, the sisters also reacted and jumped into the sea, hiding behind the side of the boat.
The lookouts on the deck of the ship simply wouldn't have seen their heads and hands hidden behind the far side of the boat.
At the same time.
On a patrol ship.
"Report! A boat was spotted in the sea nearby!»
The lookout at the top of the mast raised his telescope.
But just as he spotted the boat and was about to look at it through the telescope, the sisters jumped into the sea.
"It looks like the boat is empty.»
He examined the boat carefully through his telescope and said:
Empty ships near the Red Line were quite normal, because often, when crossing the Red Line, people simply abandon their ships and buy new ones on the other side.
Doubt flickered in the lookout's eyes: "But it looks like someone was on it...»
"Forget it!»
The Rear Admiral said, " No need to pay attention to any small details, our task is to get to the Holy Land of Marijoa as soon as possible!»
Some time ago, the headquarters of the Sea Watch received information about the invasion of the Holy Land.
Fleet Admiral Kong immediately responded by sending support.
After a while, they tried to get in touch with the World Government, but suddenly the connection did not work at all.
"Still unable to contact the World Government?»
Vice Admiral Tokikake, who was standing at the front of the deck, asked worriedly.
The lookout in charge of communications was holding a bunch of various Den Den Mushi, and cold sweat was running down his forehead: "I can't get in touch, but I've contacted headquarters...they can't get in touch with the World Government there either...»
"So the problem is on the other side.»
Tokikake looked at the Red Line in the distance, exhaling puffs of smoke, " Something may have happened to the World Government...»
He had a very bad feeling about this.
Just at that moment, he sensed something and instantly disappeared from the deck of the ship, flying rapidly over the sea with the help of geppo.
Soon, he landed on the boat that the sisters were on and reached out to the sea over the side.
Phew!!
Accompanied by screams and splashes, the sisters were pulled out of the sea onto a boat.
"Who are you? What are you doing here?!»
Tokikake stared at the sisters and asked.
Three little girls in the middle of the sea, in addition to hiding behind a boat, of course aroused suspicion and questions.
"I, we...»
Sandersonia and Marigold were spitting out seawater in panic as they looked at Vice Admiral Tokikake.
Only Hancock quickly got her bearings and calmly replied: "We were playing on a boat near the island, but suddenly a storm came and threw us here...uncle Patroller, could you lend us a Log of the Pos?»
Hancock's words seemed quite true, but because of Marigold and Sandersonia's panic, as well as their attempt to hide in the sea, Tokikake already suspected something was wrong.
The Vice Admiral looked at Hancock intently and said: "You are slaves who escaped from Marijoa...since you're so lucky, I won't stop you from escaping, but in return, you must tell me what happened on Marijoa.»
Tokikake had always disliked the Sky Dragons and had no desire to catch their runaway slaves.
In a couple of minutes.
Tokikake froze in place, looking at Hancock in disbelief.
He couldn't believe what Hancock was saying, but he could clearly see that she wasn't lying!
The Holy Land of Marijoa was completely destroyed!
In its place was a bare plain!!
"Something like that...»
Tokikake swallowed nervously.
There was no need for Hancock to describe this man in detail, he already knew who exactly could have done something like this...
There is only one person in the entire world who can single-handedly destroy the Holy Land of Marijoa.
The man who recently single-handedly destroyed the headquarters of the Marine Patrol is a Traveler!
"We have problems...»
"Huge problems!!»
When Tokikake was in an incomparably nervous state, a hand suddenly reached out from behind and gently patted his shoulder.
«!!!»
At that moment, Tokikaka, who was already in an extremely tense and nervous state, thought that he almost had a heart attack.
Someone had crept up on him from behind!
Without a single sign!!
Tokikake's body was frozen, and his clothes were soaked in cold sweat.
He turned his head cautiously and saw a very familiar face behind him, with a light and easy smile.
It was a face that Tokikaka had often dreamed of in his nightmares lately, and that light and relaxed smile was etched into the very depths of his mind.
Traveler!