"But it doesn't work..."

Um?

The Minister of Finance looked at the guard who just spoke, and his eyes almost popped out. He was also an idiot. Why did he come out and bring so many idiots with him?

"Dan...Dan...Denton, what should we do now?

I heard that under the sea here in the Grand Line, there are sea beasts and sea kings everywhere..."

Listening to his prince's trembling voice, Denton slowly closed his eyes and said in a deep voice.

"Your Highness, shut up, save some energy, and wait for the passing merchant ships to rescue you!"

He doesn't want to waste any energy on this idiot prince at all. As long as he wastes less energy, his hope of being rescued will be greater.

...

As time goes by.

Ten minutes have passed.

Woo~woo~woo~

Denton heard a loud whistle from behind him.

This is the whistle sound that can only be made by warships.

….

Thinking of this, Denton opened his eyes, spread his arms, and changed himself from a backstroke position to a standing position.

It is indeed a naval warship.

"Hahaha!"

Denton looked at the navy ship heading towards him and others in the distance, and suddenly grinned. At this time, he also regained his humble attitude towards the prince.

"Your Highness, we are about to be rescued!"

At this time, the prince was no longer in the mood to pay attention to the finance minister. He waved frantically towards the warship, hoping that the warship would come quickly to rescue him and others.

At this time, the warship also discovered the group of victims floating on the sea. After slightly changing its direction, the warship slowly sailed towards here.

...

More than ten minutes later, the warship came directly in front of the group of people and stopped.

Snap!

Denton looked at the software that had been lowered from the warship, and he breathed a sigh of relief. After he climbed onto the warship, he glanced at the prince who was collapsed on the deck, and then he thanked the sailors in front of him.

"Thank you, Navy lords, for your help."

"You're welcome, we just happened to be out on patrol, and then we met you who were shipwrecked."

After the marine finished speaking, he looked at the luxuriously dressed old man in front of him and continued.

"We are the navy of the Navy Headquarters, Division 66 of the Chambord Islands.

Our warship is preparing to sail back to the Shampoo Islands, and we will leave you there when the time comes.

Presumably, you should have a way to go back, right?"

「

Thank you, Lord Navy, we have a way to go back!"

After speaking, the finance minister thanked the sailor opposite again.

Then he looked down at the cargo that sank to the bottom of the sea, and sighed softly in his heart.

【Let’s survive first and then talk.】

...

"call!"

The prince lying on the deck took a deep breath. He finally came to life. The Grand Line was really too dangerous. Even on such a calm sea, there was a danger of shipwreck.

I will never come again next time.

Thinking of this, the prince sat up from the deck, then he looked up at the surrounding group of guards who were also sitting on the deck, and gave instructions.

"I'm so sticky down there. I feel so uncomfortable. Call my slaves over here. I want to change..."

boom!

Wheel, wheel, wheel...

Finance Minister Denton glanced at the prince who was kicked away by him and rolled far away on the deck. He turned to look at the group of sailors around him and apologized.

"Your Highness, you drank too much sea water...you drank too much..."

Saying that, he quickly ran to the prince, blocked his mouth, and warned him.

"Your Highness, the slave trade is illegal... The legal slave trade only exists in the Chambord Islands and the Holy Land Marie Joa... The slave trade anywhere else is illegal...

Don't mention this in front of the navy. Some of them fight slave traders in the open sea more vigorously than they fight pirates.

What if they have the idea of ​​drowning us people..."

As he said that, the finance minister shook his head at his idiot prince.

He doesn't want to drown yet.

...

at the same time.

Under the sea.

A group of fishmen were sitting on the bottom of the sea, looking at the pile of goods in front of them in a daze.

….

"Boss Jinbei...are we getting rich..."

"right!

Jinbei weighed the Devil Fruit in his hand, and then he looked at the pile of packed goods in front of him. He was speechless for a moment. The last time he made such a big windfall was probably more than ten years ago.

Thinking of this, Jinbei asked his companions to drag the goods forward, while he took out the phone bug contained in the [special bubble] from his arms and called Asuka.

No, no, no, no...

Pacha...

"Young, Jinbei...is it over?"

"Well, it's over."

"Then why are you calling me?"

Hearing this, Jinbei looked at the devil fruit in his hand and asked.

"What was the distribution plan we discussed at the beginning?"

"The weapons on the ship are worth 91 points, and the rest of the items are all yours. Even if you find the devil fruit, it is still yours, but you can sell the devil fruit to the headquarters.

Here at our department, we will convert it into Baileys for you based on the quality of the fruit, with the minimum being 100 million.

It can also be converted into what your Fishman Island needs.

Oh, by the way, our headquarters is currently collecting ancient animal-type Devil Fruits... No matter how much Kaido bids, our headquarters will always be 10% higher than him."

"Um!"

Jinbei nodded slightly, hung up the phone, and then looked at the devil fruit in his hand again.

[I haven’t been to Whitebeard’s dad for a long time. I’ll go over and visit him after I finish my work this time.]

...

Pirate: This navy has some conscience, but not much.

historian
Chapter completed!