"The most dangerous place in the West Blue?"
Arashi recalled the mysterious woman's words, his thoughts stirring.
So many years had passed since the Ohara incident. Under the bombardment of the Buster Call fleet, Ohara had long been reduced to ruins. How could it possibly have become the most dangerous place?
Could it be that the World Government was still keeping watch over Ohara?
And that cryptic remark from the mysterious woman—could she really be the one from the Flower Room?
"Robin."
With that thought, Arashi raised his head and looked at her. "After being away from Ohara for so many years… have you ever thought about going back to take a look?"
Thud!
Before he even finished speaking, Robin—whose memories had just been stirred—was so startled that she dropped the Eternal Pose onto the deck.
Go back to Ohara?
Of course she had thought about it.
But only thought about it.
That place was where her nightmare began. It held scars and memories she could never erase in her lifetime. She feared that if she returned, she would lose control… feared that she would once again be surrounded by Navy warships.
"Mr. Arashi, I—I'm sorry!"
The sound of the Eternal Pose hitting the deck snapped Robin back to her senses. She bent down, picked it up, and said in a trembling voice, "I… I don't want to go back."
"I see."
Taking in her reaction, Arashi nodded. "If you go back, it would probably be very painful."
"No, no—Mr. Arashi!" Robin shook her head quickly. "I am afraid, but what worries me more is that if you appear there, it might attract the attention of the Navy and the World Government!"
"I'm just a traveler. Why would they pay attention to me?"
Arashi shook his head with a smile. "No matter how corrupt the World Government is, or how unreasonable the Navy can be, they wouldn't label someone a criminal just for passing by, right?"
After a brief pause, he looked straight at Robin. "You only need to tell me one thing—do you want to go, or not?"
"I…"
"Hesitation means you want to go!"
Before Robin could finish, Arashi clapped his hands and turned to Perona. "Little Perona, you're at the helm today. Destination: Ohara. Set sail!"
"Yay!"
Perona jumped up happily and ran off immediately.
To her, it didn't matter where they traveled—whether it was the Land of Flowers or Ohara. As long as she could stay with Arashi and have fun, that was all that mattered.
Seeing that Arashi had already made his decision, Robin said nothing more. She stood quietly to the side, gazing uneasily at the sea.
She knew what Arashi was thinking.
But the more kindly he treated her, the more she worried about becoming a burden to him.
She also understood that if she kept hesitating and fearing everything, it would only make Arashi unhappy. He was a man who did as he pleased—once he made a decision, no one could change it.
So the only thing she could do was stay quietly by his side and face everything with him.
Even if it meant standing against the entire world.
He treated her with warmth—she would repay him with her life.
Two days later…
"Arashi! Arashi!"
Perona, who had been steering the ship, suddenly ran into the cabin and shouted at Arashi, who was playing cards with Robin. "The navigation you taught me is wrong! Our ship has gone off course!"
Because Perona had a natural talent for navigation, Arashi had taught her quite a bit. The little girl learned quickly, which was why he had trusted her with the helm.
But after just two days, the Traveler had not only completely deviated from the route to Ohara—it had even arrived at a completely unfamiliar port!
Stepping out of the cabin and looking at the port city ahead, Arashi felt a headache coming on. "What do you mean we went off course? You were clearly messing around!"
"Waaah, I didn't do it on purpose!"
Perona jumped into the cabin and ran to Robin's side, looking pitiful. "Robin-chan, Arashi is being mean to me again!"
Robin didn't respond. Instead, she turned her head and glanced outside.
When she saw thick plumes of smoke rising from the port city, her eyes immediately tightened.
"This… this is the Kingdom of Nasia?"
The Kingdom of Nasia—the most chaotic country in the West Blue!
The king of this nation had long been reduced to a puppet. The entire country was controlled by multiple mafia factions. Under their interference, the king still existed in name, but the kingdom itself had already fallen apart.
Although the Navy was present, facing the various underworld forces from across the West Blue, they could only ensure the king's safety. More importantly, Nasia lacked the funds to pay the Navy, so each visit was merely for show—maintaining appearances before leaving.
On top of that, many Marines had already become protectors of the mafia.
Under this double blow, the Kingdom of Nasia had completely degenerated into a paradise for criminals—and the largest arms trading hub in the West Blue.
Here, neon-lit nightlife was everywhere. Open weapons deals could be seen on every street. Gunfights between the royal guards and mafia forces broke out regularly.
It was also home to the largest casino in the West Blue, with a level of extravagance comparable to Las Vegas from Arashi's previous life.
Without exaggeration, Nasia was the very source of chaos in the West Blue.
As long as criminals controlled this country, the West Blue would never know peace.
At the same time—
Standing on the deck of the Traveler, Arashi heard the system's notification.
"Congratulations, host, for arriving at a new travel location: the Kingdom of Nasia. Reward: 3,000 Travel Points!"
"Travel Points have been credited. Current balance: 18,000 points!"
"Notice: New mission activated."
"Mission: Go to any casino in the city and win a total of 500 million Beli!"
"Mission reward: 7,000 Travel Points."
"Seven thousand Travel Points?"
Hearing the reward, Arashi's eyes lit up instantly. Although he wasn't exactly a master gambler… with such a generous reward, it was definitely worth a try.
Of course, Arashi was a master gambler.
Rock-paper-scissors alone had made Mihawk question his life—was that not skill?
But that was child's play. What he truly excelled at was Texas Hold'em. In his previous life, when he traveled to the United States for business, he happened to catch a local poker tournament—and on a whim, he entered and took first place.
Now the system was giving him this kind of mission—it was practically effortless.
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