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Pirate: I’ve Loaded the Game Interface

海贼:我加载了游戏面板 ||| 八挂海 Carrying a system interface, descending into the world of One Piece. If it weren’t for the system reminding that the game’s public beta would begin in three years, Adrian would have thought this was just another standalone transmigration story! In the Sea Round calendar year 1498, Pirate King Gol D. Roger bid farewell to this world, ushering in the Great Age of Pirate, along with the legendary Fourth Calamity... Hey, wait a minute, why don’t these players know anything about the plot?

Sigmarc · Anime & Comics
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220 Chs

Chapter 213: Nico Olvia

To be fair.

The destruction of Ohara was almost an inevitable outcome.

Although Adrian decided to stand on Ohara's side, helping them resist the World Government and the Navy's Buster Call, it didn't mean he fully supported the actions of Ohara's scholars.

A group of limited individuals trying to grasp matters beyond their capability usually results in nothing but their own downfall!

Ohara was just a globally renowned island of scholars, an island of knowledge. Beyond that, Ohara had neither powerful influence nor formidable strength. The prosperity of knowledge was entirely built on the illusion of peace!

In the past, Ohara didn't delve deeply into ancient history. The World Government had a nonchalant attitude toward this island of knowledge. However, once it was discovered that Ohara intended to study and reveal that forbidden history and had found solid evidence, the terrifying Buster Call from the World Government descended directly on this seemingly peaceful island.

Without Adrian's intervention, Ohara would have been destroyed and erased just like in the original timeline under the inhumane Buster Call.

Faced with Adrian's merciless words, Dr. Clover fell silent.

Saul couldn't quite grasp the words exchanged between Adrian and the scholars, but seeing the legendary pirate, White Ghost, calmly conversing with Ohara's scholars, he roughly understood that their relationship was good.

"Hey, hey! Stop wasting time."

Saul waved his hands anxiously, trying to draw everyone's attention.

"The Buster Call is coming, Ohara is about to be destroyed! Hurry up and leave!"

"Vice Admiral Saul, actually..."

Dr. Clover snapped out of his thoughts, initially intending to say that the ordinary residents on the island had already been hidden by Adrian's abilities, but then he realized it wasn't appropriate to mention this to the Vice Admiral, so he changed his words.

"Actually, we, scholars of Ohara have long been prepared. We will not leave Ohara early."

"Doctor, you need to understand-"

"No!"

"Buster call means-"

"I know what that means." With hands on his back, head down, eyes closed, Dr. Clover sighed.

Saul scratched his head, unable to find a solution, and could only say helplessly, "You all! You are even more stubborn than us giants!"

"Vice Admiral Saul, thank you very much for informing us in advance," Dr. Clover glanced at Saul's attire and wounds, "I will arrange for food, medicine, and new clothes to be delivered soon."

Saul scratched his head, "Although I appreciate Dr. Clover's help, I think it's better for you all to leave Ohara quickly."

Dr. Clover didn't heed Saul's advice and smiled slightly.

"Vice Admiral Saul, please leave Ohara as soon as possible! Since Ohara doesn't have a vessel large enough for a giant, you'll have to make a raft yourself."

The next morning.

Ohara still oozeded a tranquil atmosphere, as if unaware of the impending disaster.

Tree of Knowledge Library.

"Doctor!"

"Dr. Clover!"

Amid hurried footsteps, the door to the curator's office was suddenly pushed open from the outside, and two breathless scholars rushed into the office.

Sitting behind the desk carefully handling the book files, Dr. Clover asked, "What's the matter?"

A blond scholar in a white robe and frameless glasses, sweating profusely, said, "It's the navy! The navy's ships have arrived!"

Beside him, another bearded scholar added, "Just as Mr. Adrian said, they have arrived!"

Dr. Clover paused for a moment, then said solemnly, "Notify all the scholars! As for those drifters, do not interfere with their actions!"

Shortly after.

In the heavy atmosphere of the Tree of Knowledge Library, all scholars gathered here to discuss this upcoming event.

Naturally, this included young Robin, who had just earned her badge.

At that moment, the library's door was suddenly opened from the outside, and a tall woman walked in. She wore a brown coat and a newsboy cap that covered most of her face. As she took off her hat, revealing long, rare white hair, she exposed a bandage on her left cheek, with a firm gaze and a slightly hoarse voice.

"Long time no see, everyone!"

"Olvia..."

"Miss Olvia..."

"But the newspapers said you were captured by the navy—"

The scholar who spoke last suddenly realized something and instinctively looked at the smallest figure in the crowd.

"Olvia?" Little Robin stepped out from among the scholars, her eyes red, tears welling up uncontrollably, "Nico Olvia?"

"Are you..." Little Robin's voice trembled with fear, "my mom?"

Nico Olvia's firm gaze wavered slightly at this moment. But she quickly remembered her current identity and realized she couldn't let her only daughter become a criminal's child. In an instant, Olvia's expression turned cold and hard again.

"Whose child are you? You've mistaken me for someone else."

"I'm Robin! Nico Robin!" Little Robin gritted her teeth, tears streaming down her face, "I've grown up, don't you remember me? Are you really not my mom?"

In Little Robin's heart-wrenching cries, Olvia's strong facade was shattered. She fell to her knees, covering her face with her hands, tears streaming down.

Adrian, arms crossed, leaning in a shadowy corner of the library, looked coldly at this touching mother-daughter reunion.

If they had known it would come to this, why do it in the first place?

At that moment, Adrian's crimson eyes flashed, and he reminded, "Dr. Clover, the World Government's ships have arrived."

Meanwhile, at Ohara's port, a ship bearing the World Government's flag docked slowly. Wooden steps were lowered, and government agents in black suits, armed with flintlock rifles, swarmed out like a torrent.

Leading them was an average-sized man with medium-length, tousled black hair. He wore a gray-black pinstripe long coat over a deep blue suit and trousers, with the top button of his pink-orange shirt undone. Hands in his pockets, he looked impatient.

"Tell headquarters we've arrived."

"Traveling from the Red Line to the West Blue is such a hassle… But this job should get me a promotion, right?"

"Hey, you lot, hurry down! Then go control all the scholars here!"

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