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Granny Nyon examined the jewellery in her hands, yet even as she held it, she couldn't stir up any interest.
Meeting an old friend from her past was rare, but she hadn't expected it to end this way.
After Abona finished speaking, remorse etched across his face and his body visibly weary, he turned and started walking toward the outskirts of the palace hall.
"Abona..."
Granny Nyon called out, but seeing his lonely figure, she struggled to find comforting words.
They could only watch Abona leave, unable to say anything to stop him.
Once Abona was out of sight, Boa Hancock turned to Granny Nyon with a calm gaze and asked, "Granny Nyon, what happened?"
"This is a very serious matter, more than you can imagine," Granny Nyon replied with a sigh.
"But what could have happened to make King Anos so angry? The scene just now shook me!" Hancock said.
"It's not just you. Even in all my years, I've never seen someone at his age wield such mastery of Haki. It's truly bewildering!" Granny Nyon replied, still in disbelief.
"Have you known Abona for a long time?"
As Hancock's question lingered, Granny Nyon did not hesitate to answer.
She found a step, sat down, and began to reminisce about how she first met Abona.
Back then, Granny Nyon was much younger and still beautiful, having just left Amazon Lily for a few years.
While sailing the Grand Line, her crew had found Abona, a small child, on a recently captured pirate ship.
Abona was just two or three years old at the time, wide-eyed as he looked up at the adults surrounding him. His innocence softened Granny Nyon's heart, and she took him in, carrying him back to her ship.
Over time, the crew taught Abona how to fight, and with him aboard, the ship's atmosphere gradually changed.
Although the crew included men as well as women, everyone held a deep respect for Granny Nyon and each other.
"Sister Gloriosa, can I join the next battle?" a young Abona, around five or six years old, asked Granny Nyon earnestly.
Hearing this, the crew sitting around on the deck burst into laughter, but Abona ignored them, his face serious.
"Abona, you're still young. When you grow up, you'll fight with us. For now, focus on learning more skills. Only by mastering the basics will you find your path," Granny Nyon said with a warm smile, almost motherly.
"I'm not a child anymore. I'll become an even greater pirate than any of you. Don't underestimate me!" little Abona declared confidently.
"Yes, yes, I believe you will surpass us someday. But for now, do you know what you need to do?" Granny Nyon asked, still smiling.
"I know I need to train hard so I won't hold everyone back!"
Abona's voice rang out with determination.
"Exactly. Only by becoming strong can you hold your own across the sea. One day, no one will dare to challenge you, and you'll be able to protect us all," Granny Nyon said, chuckling.
"Don't worry, Sister Gloriosa, I'll protect you and Uncle Guro in the future!" Abona replied, flashing a sunny smile before heading to the stern of the ship to train.
After he left, those sitting on the deck exchanged concerned glances.
"Gloriosa, it's wonderful that Abona is so determined, but we're heading to the New World soon. Our survival won't be guaranteed there. Do we have to take him along?" Guro, a rugged man on the deck, asked with a sigh.
"Can we abandon him, Guro? He's still so young. How would he survive if we left him behind?" Granny Nyon replied, reluctant.
"It's not that we want to abandon him, but you know how dangerous the New World is. We have no good options right now. If worse comes to worst, should we consider leaving him with the Marines?" Guro suggested cautiously.
"No, Abona must never join the Marines. That would destroy all his dreams for the future. We'll take him with us for now and decide later," Granny Nyon firmly replied.
No one wanted to send Abona away; they had raised him since he was two or three years old and treated him as one of their own.
They'd faced countless hardships together, but the reality of their life at sea was harsh.
"Set sail for the New World," Guro commanded reluctantly, standing up and calling to the crew.
In this era, the legendary Pirate King Roger had yet to start his journey. No one knew where he might be, though rumours of his laughter had already begun to spread.
Even now, however, the strength of those who ruled the seas was unimaginable.
The Rocks Pirates dominated the New World, their leader turning the entire region upside down.
Even the combined forces of the Marines and the World Government couldn't gain the upper hand against him.
And in this world, filled with powerful pirate crews, competition was fierce.
Most pirates weren't concerned with the title of Pirate King; they sought only the freedom to roam the seas.
This was the current Age of Navigation, and even in the future Great Pirate Era, few would ever rival the strength of those who sailed these waters now.
Yet, despite their power, they, too, had failed to conquer the whole sea.
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