Grand Line, Albana, the capital of Alabasta.
The passing streets of the sand-filled city were crowded with people wrapped in scarves holding signs and marching and demonstrating. The signs were all slogans against the king, everywhere Angry swearing.
This arid desert country, except for the capital, has not fallen a single drop of rain for a full year and a half, and the source of all this seems to be the result of King Your Majesty's use of dancing powder. .
Dancing powder, also known as "Rain-calling powder", can be used for rainfall, but once this powder is used, the cities living below will suffer from drought. It can be simply understood that this powder is It took the rain and moisture that originally belonged to other regions to its place.
Otherwise, it would not be possible to explain why the entire Alabasta only has rain in the capital for years, and other cities are about to be swallowed up by the desert. This is the opposite extreme natural phenomenon.
These demonstrators have basically poured into the capital from all parts of the country. They gathered here like a barrel of explosives that continuously accumulates power. The scorching heat waves seem to steam the air. Dry, roast the earth to crack.
"Let the king stop using dancing fans!"
"Return the rain to us!"
Waving the slogan vigorously, roar and verbal abuse, More and more people crowded the streets, and shops on both sides of the street were tightly closed, creating a depressed scene.
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The marching team moved towards the palace approached, and at several intersections, guarded troops began to gush over, quickly blocking the way forward, in their hands The crowd holding shields and sticks moved towards the parade shouted loudly.
Roar, cursing, and even the sound of crying, intertwined into chaotic music, filled all corners of this country.
On the top floor of a tall building not far from Main Street, the closed window was pushed open to reveal a face with a cross-scarred face, dazzling light shining on his big back Glossy, he looked down at the scene below, and there were some fine powder among his five fingers floating silently in the air, and was swept into the clouds in the sky with a light roll of the wind.
"President, we have noticed that someone is investigating the dancing fans, and Marine seems to have begun to notice." The voice of speaking came from behind Crocodile, it was from the Baroque Works room. Senior spy.
"Finally started to notice it!" Crocodile stared at the hot air in front of him, his hoarse throat spit out a harsh killing intent: "How much raw material has been collected?"
"Already reserved With enough ore, at least 300 tons of dancing powder can be refined to produce at least 300 tons of dancing powder. According to the state of this country, 300 tons of dancing powder is enough to push the country into the abyss. Except for the capital Albana, other cities will be completely covered by wind and sand. Engulfed." The talking guy showed his appearance, with a candle pouring hair on top of his head that was combed into a "3" hairstyle. Holding a coffee cup in his hand, he took a sip of replied.
"How long will it take?"
"1 to 2 years!"
Krocdal closed the windows and the entire room was blocked from sunlight , He turned around, and the outline of the whole person seemed to melt into the darkness, "The fewer people who know the secret, the safer it is. Every link must be cleaned up."
"Understood!" Mr. 3 Drink the coffee clean and gently place it on the table. "The other links are easy to handle, and the traces can be cleaned up without going outside the range of Alabasta; but the side of the Ryushi Trading Company that transports the minerals is in East Blue, Do you need to follow it?"
"I'm talking about being clean."
"Okay!"
The conversation ends here.
On the other side, just exiting East Blue and quickly passing the entrance of the Grand Line, it is expected that it will arrive in Alabasta seven days later on a group of sea boats with the Longshi Trading Company logo. Lombard is standing in the main The ship looked back at the seven huge sea ships lined up on the sea, with an involuntarily high-spirited and vigorous smile on their faces.
"This time the color stone mine transaction is completed, we will be able to lick two more big ships, and there is even enough left in the Grand Line to recruit some really good sailors to escort."
Cabaji held the rudder with one hand, and the sea breeze of hu hu made a "hunting" sound on the flag. He looked at Lombard's eyebrows flying diagonally, and his heart rose involuntarily with anxiety.
These smooth transactions and the sudden expansion of capital seemed to make him complacent and inflated, losing his previous caution and caution.
He felt that Lombard's state was quite dangerous. It was different from Lombard's rebelliousness. The more contact with Marine 153 branch, the more he could feel Yarlin's deep and Unmeasurable, that man's scheming and wrist are above Lombard.
"I have to find time to persuade Lombard, so that he must dispel his dangerous idea of trying to completely escape the control of the 153 branch as soon as possible." Cabaji in the heart thought so, but he didn't have anything. It is expected that the fierce killing intent that has quietly approached this time has opened its bloody fangs at the destination of their trip.
The time at sea always goes very fast. In the blink of an eye, the seven-day course is heading to the end.
Alabasta's offshore port, the boats of Longshi Trading Company entered the port one by one to berth. Lombard stretched out and watched the shipman unload the boxes of ore to the warehouse at the dock. Breathing the damp and dry sand and air, he said to Cabaji: "The wind and sand in this place are really getting bigger and bigger. It feels like the whole port seems to be submerged by sand again."
"Maybe The next time I come, the whole port will be buried in sand." A parasol above my head quickly landed, and Miss. Valentine appeared behind Lombard in exaggerated and sharp laughter, covering his mouth. Staring at Lombard's stern face, the pity in his eyes flashed away.
"What wind is coming from the beautiful lady." Lombard turned his head and showed a suspicious look on his face. In addition to the first connection, buyers sent for the next few transactions The characters are not such an important role.
The buyer of the color stone mine is still very mysterious in the eyes of Lombard. He carefully probed, only to know that Miss. Valentine's Day and Mr.5 are in each other's organization. People at the top.
"This transaction is very important, and there can be no mistakes." Miss. Valentine wanted to talk, a burst of gunpowder smoke poured into Lombard's mouth and nose, and he was lingering. Mr. 5 who was on fire with medicinal smell said.
Lumbare looked towards Mr.5 with a violent expression. He instinctively noticed something wrong. The face of Cabaji who stood behind him suddenly changed. He stared at the port of the port, and then suddenly noticed It seems that the entire port is the only shipmen who load and unload goods. The warehouses behind those buildings seem to be empty and quiet, and people seem to be eliminated…