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As the sound of slashing outside the door gradually dissipated, Bamond hugged Camilla's thin body, closed his eyes, and began to pray.
The thin Camilla curled up in Bamond's arms, raising her small face to look at the murals on the palace ceiling depicting their ancestors fighting in all directions.
"Ancestors... please protect my people from being bullied by bad people, and protect me... so I can see my mother..."
"Your Highness Camilla..."
Bamond, who was over fifty years old, burst into tears.
What a kind-hearted princess, why did fate not favor her so much? Why was she born into this precarious royal family?
Squeak~~~
With an old friction sound, the palace door was slowly pushed open.
Bamond felt sad at first, then keenly sensed something was wrong.
How could a pirate push the door open? They usually rush in directly, and... why so quiet?
Footsteps sounded from the "Palace Gate," and Bamond opened his eyes and looked over.
A boy of fifteen or sixteen years old walked in, carrying a long sword that was extremely asymmetrical to his body.
"Who are you..."
"Me? I'm a Marine."
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The Kingdom of Girona has always been known for its fertile land and its people. Although there are no scarce ores or rich fishery resources like those in other countries, the food production is very abundant under the unique climatic conditions. Such a land has also become a regular target for pirates to plunder. The people living here are miserable but unable to resist.
Hundreds of years ago, the ancestors of the Kingdom of Girona came to this land, leading their knights to draw borders, drive away bandits, and establish rules. People love the royal family of Girona and swear eternal loyalty to it. The warm land is suitable for the growth of food, and it is also easy for brave warriors to gain weight.
More than two hundred years later, the originally mighty Knights of Girona disappeared, and their descendants became nobles who even needed help when walking. The royal family is even more unbearable. With the help of huge food production, they cooperated with warring countries in exchange for high income. Finally, in a certain year, they became a member of the "World Government."
With the "Marine's protection" promised by the World Government, the Royal Army has become a complete joke. Although people's lives are getting worse day by day, they can still make ends meet. The days went on like this, even though the proportion of food collected by the royal family was getting higher and higher, and some people were starting to go hungry.
But people knew very well that if they could not continue to pay the heavenly tribute, then they would return to hell like their ancestors. Everyone was gritting their teeth and enduring it. On the one hand, they had to work hard to collect the heavenly tribute collected by the World Government, and on the other hand, they had to maintain the luxurious life of the nobles.
And the fragile support that maintained all of this finally collapsed completely one day.
"Pirate King" - Gol D. Roger was executed.
Countless people began to go to sea to find the unprecedented huge treasure - "ONE PIECE."
Many pirates who are new to the sea are simply not deterred by the Marine's flag.
They came to Girona, the "Land of Food."
They stole the food, the women, and the heavenly tribute that was being prepared!
This year, Girona, the "Food Country," lost its status as a "World Government Franchise."
The Marines removed their flag.
The nightmare returned to this land, and the knights who once held weapons to defend the people had long since disappeared.
This year, Princess Camilla came into the world.
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"By the way... Mr. Marine... our soldiers..."
As a teenager, Dylan smiled sheepishly, "They fainted, their lives are not in danger."
After speaking, Dylan put Shura back slightly.
Then Dylan looked around, this... let's call it a castle.
Judging from the scale of the building, it must have once been wealthy, but now it looks inexplicably ironic.
"Didn't you say that there are no more soldiers in this kingdom?"
Bamond smiled bitterly, "They are not the descendants of the first generation of 'knights.' After losing their status as a member nation, they faced more and more frequent plunder. The nobles either fled here or died here."
"They... were originally civilians. In order to fulfill the promise of their ancestors, they took up arms."
"No wonder..."
Dylan pondered for a moment. Those people didn't look like warriors.
"Wait a moment," Bamond thought of the king who was still sleeping soundly on the chair. Although he was so stupid and incompetent, no matter what...
"His Majesty...?"
The thirteenth king of the royal family of Girona died on his "throne" with a smile on his face.
"Bamond? What happened to father?"
Bamond suppressed the grief in his heart and held Camilla's shoulders with trembling hands.
"Your Highness Camilla... His Majesty... has passed away... You are the only successor left in this country."
"Did my father, mother, and sister all go to faraway places?"
"Please... please be strong..."
"Um!"
Although her body was still weak, Camilla still responded seriously, "I will, Bamond. I promised my mother that I will not shed tears until I find support, and I will wait for them to come back!"
Young Camilla still doesn't quite understand the meaning of "death." Some people told her that she fell asleep, while others said she went to a faraway place.
Dylan, not far away, sighed.
This is East Blue... the weakest sea.
A symbol of peace.
If this is the case in East Blue, one can easily imagine the situation in other sea areas and the Grand Line.
A wealthy place, but without the power to guard it.
Despite his deep sympathy for the country, Dylan stood up and walked out the door.
He has seen too many human tragedies along the way, and this place is far away from the branch.
If he doesn't go back soon, he'll be scolded again.
Bamond looked at the young Marine who was about to leave, and his mouth moved, but in the end, he didn't speak.
Marine... after all, he is the Marine of the World Government...
Just as Dylan walked to the door, a slightly tired and crisp voice sounded from behind.
"Big brother!"
Um?
Dylan turned around and looked at Camilla, who had a gray face and was wearing a patchwork floral skirt.
"What's wrong?"
Camilla held the table and slowly walked towards Dylan. When she came to Dylan, she bowed deeply to him.
"Thank you for saving my soldier. Welcome to Girona next time. We will treat you with the sweetest rice."
Camilla raised her little face and showed a smile:
"If only Girona is still there!"
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