One Piece: The Glory of the Murloc

The new fish-man island has been plunged into jubilation.

The news of victory has spread throughout the island, and all compatriots already know that Brother Brett led all his partners to win the war.

The world is about to undergo drastic changes, and everything they once dreamed of is finally coming towards them.

And in this joyful atmosphere, there was a coffee shop that seemed very quiet.

Brett stood quietly behind the bar, making coffee.

His technique is already very skillful, and the alluring aroma has filled the cafe.

Charlie sat on the chair behind the table at the front of the bar, resting her chin on her right hand and looking at Brett quietly.

The light inside the coffee shop is soft and dim, and combined with the silence at this time, it creates a peaceful and leisurely atmosphere for a while, which can even make people feel a little drowsy.

"Try it, I'm very confident."

Brett placed the coffee in front of Charlie, then sat down opposite her, looking at her confidently, "No one knows Charlie's taste better than me, so get ready to taste this most delicious coffee." ?"

There is no need to add anything else, this is already the most delicious.

"Yeah?"

Charlie smiled and picked up the coffee, "Then I'm going to have a good taste."

She took a gentle sip.

"Then?"

Brett looked at her expectantly, hoping to get a response from her.

Miss Charlie didn't speak, she just took another sip silently.

Brett already smiled.

He stretched out greatly and leaned lazily on the back of the chair. His head was raised as if it was broken, and his eyes were staring at the ceiling blankly.

He didn't say anything, and the cafe fell into silence.

The only sound that could be heard was Charlie's soft swallowing.

It wasn't until the crisp sound of the coffee cup being placed on the table was heard that Brett lowered his head.

"The war is over."

He smiled and said, "We defeated Yinmu and defeated the World Government. The dream that generations have longed for is now within sight."

"so--"

A touching smile appeared on Charlie's pale face, her cheeks became slightly red, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly.

"so,"

Brett grinned, "It's the time we agreed before—"

"Britt!"

The door of the cafe was suddenly pushed open violently, and Tezolo hurriedly walked in.

Brett turned to look at this guy in displeasure.

This is the critical moment, what are you doing here, you bastard?

As he walked, he nodded as a greeting to Charlie, who looked at him in surprise, and then said anxiously, "While we are still drinking coffee leisurely here, Mr. Zefa and the others are already making a quarrel! "

Brett twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "Then let them argue for a while longer."

"What a joke!"

Tezoro grabbed Brett's wrist, "I finally won the war and conquered the whole world. Now is the most critical time. How can you be lazy here?"

"Only you can mediate them, come with me quickly!"

What a headache.

You also said that after finally winning, can't you let me have a good rest?

"Go ahead, Brett."

Charlie suddenly said, "It's not over yet, is it? You still have things to do."

Brett pursed his lips, and then he could only nod helplessly.

Then let’s take care of the last things first.

It was still night, but on the shore of New Fishman Island, in the temporary Exit and Entry Administration headquarters building, a large conference room was very lively at this time.

"No! I absolutely disagree!"

Dorag slapped his hand on the table and said loudly, "I absolutely cannot accept that those kings still hold the power of the country after we have changed the world!"

Across the table, his old father, the gray-haired Marshal Garp, spoke even louder, "Should those kings who are famous for their kindness also be punished! They did nothing wrong in this war. !”

"Many of them were beloved by the nation even before the war!"

"They will be punished because they were born to be kings. How can there be such a reason!!"

"What we are carrying out is a revolution, not just playing house! Marshal Garp!"

Dorag called his old father by his first name, "I was hesitant before, but after knowing the history of the Bika people, I have firmed up my belief!"

"This world does not need such things as kings or nobles! No one should have a position above others just because of their blood heritage!"

The commander-in-chief of the revolutionary army waved his hand, and a gust of wind suddenly blew in the closed conference room. "It is talent, not blood, that determines a person's status!"

"So what did they do wrong?"

Marshal Garp also slapped the table, "You are obviously still working hard to make your country prosperous, but you want to take everything from them because of their blood. Dorag, don't you decide to use it based on your blood?" How can we deal with them?"

Dorag's mouth twitched.

This bastard old man is really stubborn!

Why can't I understand such a simple truth?

“Let’s put that question aside for now and let’s talk about what’s really important!”

Mr. Zefa also felt troubled by the dispute between the two. He didn't know who to agree with at the moment, so he simply made peace with them.

"Now that we have decided to form a coalition government, let's divide the functions that each of them is responsible for!"

"What's there to say?"

Marshal Garp said matter-of-factly, "Of course our navy just needs to become the maritime force of the new government and safeguard justice in this world, just like in the past!"

"What a joke!"

A vein twitched on Mr. Zefa's forehead, "The one who wants to become the navy of the new era is our NEo Navy!"

A mere latecomer, why should I take it for granted?

"Huh? I absolutely cannot agree to this!"

Marshal Garp turned his head fiercely.

You can't stop being a navy in the future, right?

"Garp, if you still want to be a navy, wouldn't it be great to join us?" Mr. Zefa said angrily.

"This is what I want to say! Zefa, you old guy, it's time to come back!"

Now it was Dorag's turn to have a headache.

He felt that these two elders were a little too stubborn.

Since everyone wants to be a navy, why not merge the two teams? Anyway, the NEo navy is also separated from the navy.

I'm afraid this meeting to create a new government will not go smoothly.

Dorag sighed.

But that's about it.

"Since the debate continues, then listen to what I have to say!"

The door to the conference room was pushed open, and a tall figure strode in.

Dorag immediately smiled.

The backbone has arrived.