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"Then, you must promise not to tell anyone carelessly after hearing this!"
The person glanced around, fear and vigilance in his eyes.
"Understood!" Ye Jia nodded.
"Lord Dresser is a noble of Moska, the most powerful and influential person!"
The person began to introduce, "The soldiers who just went outside to pursue the swordsman were Lord Dresser's private militia, fully equipped with weapons. If anyone on Moska Island disobeys Lord Dresser's orders, those bullets will take their lives immediately!"
"So rampant, does no one control him?" Ye Jia asked.
"Lord Dresser has already established good relations with the higher-ups. As long as the matter doesn't escalate, who can do anything to him? Not only that..."
The person hesitated, then glanced around again, fearing that what he was about to say would be overheard. "I heard Lord Dresser also has dealings with the pirate 'Bloody Blade Paxis,' who has a bounty of 33 million Berries. Many merchant ships that come to Moska Island are notified by Lord Dresser in advance, and then Bloody Blade Paxis goes to rob and kill them!"
Alright, playing a good trick indeed!
Using his identity to cooperate with pirates, providing useful information, and then splitting the profits equally... No wonder he was the local emperor of an island.
"These are all things I've heard. I don't know if they're true, but some other rumors are indeed real... Lord Dresser commits all sorts of evil on Moska Island. Many civilians on Moska Island have suffered at his hands, causing public outrage. So, some people secretly raised money privately, wanting to hire an assassin to kill Lord Dresser!"
"The assassin you're talking about, is that the swordsman the soldiers were shouting about?" Ye Jia asked.
The person nodded.
Ye Jia finally understood.
Turns out he had come to a dark island.
If he hadn't deliberately kept the pirate ship further away, he would probably have already clashed with Dresser's soldiers, wouldn't he?
"Bloody Blade Paxis... perfect timing. He should be able to get me a Devil Fruit, right?"
Ye Jia chuckled.
"Little Mannie, are you full? If you're full, we'll go watch a show!"
...
At the center of Moska Island's town, there was a one-man-high execution platform.
This execution platform was specially used to behead notoriously evil criminals.
Often, it was where great pirates captured in the nearby waters would be executed.
At this moment, the area around the execution platform was packed with people.
A sea of people surrounded the execution platform, making it impenetrable.
On the execution platform, a long-haired man in a green martial arts robe had his hands tied behind his back to a wooden stake. His head and body were covered in blood.
But despite his miserable state, the people of Moska Island showed him no mercy.
"You damned swordsman, how dare you assassinate our beloved Lord Dresser! Atone for your sins with your life!"
"A thousand, ten thousand deaths wouldn't be enough! You are the greatest villain on our Moska Island!"
"Beheading him is too cheap! He should be burned to death, let him turn to ashes in agony!"
The crowd, one by one, like they were dealing with some notoriously evil criminal, cursed and screamed at the long-haired man on the execution platform.
On the other side, on the rooftop of a tall building.
"Is that guy the swordsman who assassinated Dresser?"
Ye Jia stood on the rooftop, with Gaya Mannie sitting on his shoulder. From their vantage point, they watched every move of the crowd below.
"So, the ones at the very front are all paid actors. Dresser's power is truly not ordinary, to be able to hire so many loyal actors!"
Among the crowd, who were continuously shouting for the swordsman to be killed, only those in the very front row seemed agitated.
The true civilians of Moska Island, however, showed no such fervor. Instead, their eyes were filled with sympathy, pity, and worry.
"Cough cough! Everyone, please be quiet! Please be quiet!"
At this moment, a man in a red coat with an ugly pigtail tied upwards walked onto the execution platform.
This person had an ugly face, but his neck and hands were adorned with gold and silver jewelry, a typical nouveau riche image.
Without asking, Ye Jia could tell at a glance that this person was undoubtedly Dresser, the one who wielded absolute power on Moska Island.
"Lord Dresser has arrived!"
"Long live Lord Dresser!"
"Long live!"
As soon as Dresser stepped onto the stage, the actors below became even more zealous, immediately shouting various cheers of "long live," which made Ye Jia feel a wave of nausea.
"Alright, everyone, please calm down. No need to be so excited!"
Dresser cleared his throat. "Allow me to formally introduce you all. The one behind me is not some useless person, nor some small fry, but the famous swordsman of the Goa Kingdom—Qiu Li!"
"Yes, he is Qiu Li! The hero who once cut down a great pirate with a 28 million Berry bounty! Logically, we should all call him a hero!"
Dresser gripped Qiu Li's chin, lifting his pale head. "But our once great hero, swordsman Qiu Li, has fallen! For his own selfish desires, he actually colluded with pirates, trying to kill me and destroy Moska Island's defenses, so that pirates could enter Moska Island and burn, kill, and loot!"
"I am truly heartbroken! I never imagined that our once respected great hero would fall to such a level! Everyone, tell me, should Qiu Li die?"
"He should die!"
"A fallen demon, he should go to hell!"
"This trash should have his head chopped off!"
The actors, one by one, like they were dealing with some notoriously evil criminal, shouted insults and curses at the long-haired man on the execution platform.
On the other side, on the rooftop of a tall building.
"That guy is the swordsman Qiu Li?"
Ye Jia stood on the rooftop, with Gaya Mannie sitting on his shoulder. From their vantage point, they watched every move of the crowd below.
"So, the ones at the very front are all actors. To be able to hire so many loyal actors, Dresser's power is truly not ordinary!"
Among the crowd, who were continuously shouting for the swordsman to be killed, only those in the very front row seemed agitated.
The true civilians of Moska Island, however, showed no such fervor. Instead, their eyes were filled with sympathy, pity, and worry.
"Cough cough! Everyone, please be quiet! Please be quiet!"
At this moment, a man in a red coat with an ugly pigtail tied upwards walked onto the execution platform.
This person had an ugly face, but his neck and hands were adorned with gold and silver jewelry, a typical nouveau riche image.
Without asking, Ye Jia could tell at a glance that this person was undoubtedly Dresser, the one who wielded absolute power on Moska Island.
"Lord Dresser has arrived!"
"Long live Lord Dresser!"
"Long live!"
As soon as Dresser stepped onto the stage, the actors below became even more zealous, immediately shouting various cheers of "long live," which made Ye Jia feel a wave of nausea.
"Alright, everyone, please calm down. No need to be so excited!"
Dresser cleared his throat. "Allow me to formally introduce you all. The one behind me is not some useless person, nor some small fry, but the famous swordsman of the Goa Kingdom—Qiu Li!"
"Yes, he is Qiu Li! The hero who once cut down a great pirate with a 28 million Berry bounty! Logically, we should all call him a hero!"
Dresser gripped Qiu Li's chin, lifting his pale head. "But our once great hero, swordsman Qiu Li, has fallen! For his own selfish desires, he actually colluded with pirates, trying to kill me and destroy Moska Island's defenses, so that pirates could enter Moska Island and burn, kill, and loot!"
"I am truly heartbroken! I never imagined that our once respected great hero would fall to such a level! Everyone, tell me, should Qiu Li die?"
"He should die!"
"A fallen demon, he should go to hell!"
"This trash should have his head chopped off!"
The actors, one by one, like they were dealing with some notoriously evil criminal, shouted insults and curses at the long-haired man on the execution platform.
The civilians of Moska Island, however, turned their heads away in discomfort, unwilling to witness Qiu Li's head falling onto the execution platform.
The great sabre fiercely fell. But just as it was about to touch Qiu Li's neck, suddenly—
Bang!
A figure abruptly appeared on the execution platform, directly raising a foot. The executioner, along with his sabre, was instantly kicked away like a cannonball, leaving a yellow streak of light in the air.