"Good morning, Grandpa Allison."
"Good morning, our little newsboy on the 24th."
Allison responded with a smile.
Of course he recognized the little newsboy in front of him, who was only eight or nine years old, but his cloudy eyes couldn't tell whether he was Secco or Lange.
There are many such little newsboys.
"Would you like to buy a newspaper? Today's newspaper is extremely popular!"
"Is it those pirate stories again? I don't want to read this."
Allison shook his head. At such a gray-haired age, he was no longer interested in the stories of pirates. He just arranged the stall neatly for today and put the wild fruits picked in the early morning on it.
Hope I can make some money.
It's not every day that he can pick enough wild fruits to set up a stall.
"Not!"
The newsboy said happily, "As for the island, the navy said it was going to free the slaves!"
"What!"
Allison's rickety figure instantly straightened up, and his cloudy eyes were uncontrollably misted.
He hurriedly took a warm newspaper from the newsboy's hand, and stuffed several fruits into the newsboy's arms.
His eyes were not strong enough for him to see clearly the ant-like small letters under the title.
But enough to read the title.
"In response to justice, the Navy declares the emancipation of the slaves!"
real!
This is real!
Allison felt a tremor of excitement all over his body and hurriedly dug into his bag to find a magnifying glass with a lot of wear and tear.
Read carefully word by word.
"Navy... Major Yaro leads the team..."
"The human auction venue... was completely burned down..."
"Really, this is true!"
"My Perini can finally come back, I have finally waited for this day!"
Moist tears kept sliding down the hilly ravines on his face.
Allison didn't know how to describe his mood at the moment.
Perrine, his daughter.
He was trafficked to this area when he was fourteen years old.
Since then, the small home he had worked hard to build for half his life collapsed.
No one pleads for them, no one seeks justice for them.
Navy, white navy...
When he tried to resist, he was arrested instead.
He thought he would never be able to wait for his daughter to come back in this life.
Now, he sees hope.
Major Yarrow, Allison knew the name by heart.
It's not just him.
Newspapers from the World Economic News Agency fell across the island like winter snowflakes.
In almost every street and every human settlement, you can see people crying or beating their hands on the ground.
They have waited too long for justice!
Someone has even hung the navy's seagull flag, as if declaring ownership of this place, and hung it high on the highest eaves.
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"A just response...that's great."
Warring States never thought that he would be so disturbed by a page of newspaper that he would feel so complicated.
Doesn't he know about the Shampoo Islands?
Of course that's impossible.
But so what?
"nonsense!"
On the conference table in front of him, someone slammed the table and shouted loudly.
"The Navy never responded to anything about the slaves!"
"A person like Yaro who behaves wantonly should be kicked out of the navy!"
"Marshal, we can't discuss it any longer. We must deal with the incident in the Shampoo Islands immediately!"
This is a meeting belonging to the top brass of the Navy.
The participants were all with military ranks above lieutenant general, and also included some officials from the world government.
Apparently, they also saw the same newspaper.
Warring States wiped his nose gently and collected all his emotions.
As a marshal, he has long been accustomed to not showing his thoughts in front of his subordinates or people in the World Government.
"I understand, but the existence of slaves is always declared illegal by the World Government, at least what Yaro did, from our point of view..."
But this is a good dream, and Warring States wants to make it last longer.
"The CP organization will not tolerate it either."
Next to him, the gray-haired naval chief of staff, Lieutenant General He, reminded.
She was reminding Sengoku.
If the Navy doesn't handle this matter in time, it will be a disaster.
Then the CP organization will deal with it in a more cruel way.
I seem to have become a little indecisive because of the newspaper title.
Warring States shook his head and laughed at himself.
Then he said in a tone that left no room for criticism:
"Inform the World Economic News Service to stop reporting this news, and at the same time, collect this newspaper across the island!"
"At the same time, block the news of the human auction site and don't give our enemies a chance."
"As for Yaro..."
He pulled out a page of files from the desktop, and Yaro's somewhat green face was posted on the file.
"There are irregularities in his promotion. I suggest that we recall him to the headquarters for questioning."
There are certainly problems with Yarrow's promotion.
A navy that didn't even kill a few pirates was promoted to the rank of lieutenant commander at the speed of light in two or three years.
He is almost comparable to the King of the Navy.
But as long as the top management doesn't care about these things, it's fine.
Whenever you make a calculation, it's all a bargain.
"I don't agree."
A government official in a black suit stood up.
"This is no longer an internal problem within your navy."
"This major is suspected of killing the nobles of the franchising countries and robbing the legitimate property of the nobles. His behavior is no different from that of a pirate!"
"It's not your turn to speak here!"
Warring States was also unceremonious. He was also a naval marshal after all. How could a random official make him change his mind?
"This is the opinion of the Five Old Stars."
The official said calmly.
Is it really the opinion of Wulaoxing?
Not necessarily.
Given their position, they can't even care about such a thing.
But they would not object to such an opinion.
There was no change in Warring States' face, but he felt a little disappointed in his heart.
O justice that reigns supreme.
The navy under the control of the world government is simply impossible to achieve...
Recalling Yaro back to his headquarters is in itself a form of protection for him.
"Then he will be temporarily suspended pending investigation."
The crane on the side gave a relatively moderate opinion.
"There is another theme in today's meeting, which is about the handling of the pirate Ace..."
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Sicily had a bad sleep today.
Whether it's the bombardment of phone calls from top brass in the Navy and World Government, or the heart-wrenching words from Bucky.
It all made him feel physically and mentally exhausted.
But it was so early in the morning that there was still a lot of noise outside the base.
"Why is it so noisy outside? Have we been invaded by pirates?"
He had a straight face and was in a very unhappy mood.
When the nobleman dies, so does his future.
Not to mention his future, he would be very happy if he could keep his current position.
"Major General!"
Diouf hurried from the entrance of the base, holding a crumpled newspaper in his hand.
"Sir, they say the Navy is going to free the slaves. Is this true?"
"Free the slaves?!"
Sicily suddenly woke up.
The last person who shouted to free the slaves even had his bones reduced to slag!
He almost said continuously: "I'm not, I don't have it!"
