World Calendar 668. The new Pirate King, Roche, emerged and would rule the four oceans.

This was also the year where the entire world would be caught in a mysterious shadow.

Ettoman.

The sky had been gloomy recently, emitting an oppressive and fearful atmosphere.

"This… is such heart-palpitating weather…"

Donald got off his carriage and looked at the sky, remaining silent for a long time.

Pitter, patter.

Not long after, a drizzle began to fall gently, looking like it would get heavier by the second.

Donald pursed his lips. There was finally movement as he opened up a black, rubber umbrella and walked into the rain.

After entering an alley and taking a few steps, he arrived in front of a massive wooden house.

The outside of the wooden house was black, and it had a red roof. It was quite distinct compared to the other houses in the region.

"Mr. Donald… I'm really sorry. Besides you, I really can't think of another person who can solve this problem."

In front of the house, a