MTL - Pirates: Your Emperor is Back!-Chapter 12 don't care

On the night he arrived at the Albana Palace, Rowan started preliminary intelligence gathering.

This year is the year 1507 of the Haiyuan Calendar.

Rowan is very clear that it is not enough to only know many major events. He needs to understand the "details" of this era.

So, he first asked people to get all the backup copies of the most recent newspapers.

There is no shortage of explosive big news in this sea.

Rowan analyzed them and sorted out potentially useful information.

And when Rowan picked up a newspaper, his eyes fell on the headlines of that day—

The fisherman Fisher Tiger climbed up to the Holy Land of Maryjoa with his bare hands, triggering the Maryjoa riot.

"Oh?"

Rowan couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

In the recent news, only this one can be called an absolute big event!

The fisherman Fisher Tiger, who was once a slave, climbed up to the sacred place of the Draconians, Mary Joa, with his bare hands, causing chaos and liberating countless slaves.

Among them, including one of the future kings of the Seven Wuhai, [The Empress] Boya Hancock, and the [Golden Emperor] Gilder Tezzolo and others, it can be said that they will directly affect the maritime pattern of the next era!

Rowan looked at the photo printed under the title.

A tall murloc, facing the raging flames burning in the Holy Land Mary Joa, tried his best to roar.

The dazzling firelight reflected the silhouette of his body.

Obviously it was just a photo, but the roar full of unwillingness and anger seemed to echo in Rowan's ears.

That is [Murloc Hero] Fisher Tiger!

Such a scene happened seven days ago.

"Murloc..."

Rowan murmured and put the newspaper aside.

"When there is a chance in the future, let's go to the nostalgic Ryugu Island to take a look."

…

The night passed.

What Rowan didn't expect was that the next day, he actually got news about the murlocs from Cobra.

A group of refugee ships mixed with murlocs and humans appeared in the port town of Yalujia.

After all, he just caused the big trouble of the Tianlong people, so Cobra suggested not to act rashly for the time being.

But Rowan thought of something else.

A refugee ship mixed with humans and murlocs?

In this era when [Hai Xia] Jinbei has not yet joined the Qiwuhai, such a scene is indeed rare.

And if the ship departs from the Chambord Islands, which are near the Holy Land Mary Joa, without stopping all the way and going at full speed, it will take about six days to reach Alabasta.

That's about seven days!

Thinking of this, Rowan got up and picked up the scepter beside him.

"I'll take a look at the situation and come back soon."

Cobra knew that he couldn't change Rowan's thoughts, and nodded in agreement.

But what the king did not expect was that his daughter actually stopped at the gate.

"Master Ancestor, are you going to Yalujia?"

Weiwei said excitedly, "The mayor's grandpa there often brings me candy, and I'm going to play too!"

"Vivi!"

Kobra frowned and said, "Master Ancestor is not here to play, there are murlocs!"

What Cobra didn't expect was that Vivi blinked her **** eyes and asked curiously, "What happened to the murlocs?"

"Murloc..."

Having said that, Cobra was suddenly stunned.

He suddenly realized that he had said the wrong thing.

Indeed, as Vivi said—

Murloc, what happened?

The residents of Yalujia are just reporting the matter, not asking for help.

This also means that the group of murloc refugees did not threaten the personal safety of the residents.

If that's the case, it's the "Murlocs", so what?

At the World Conference, Cobra also talked and laughed with Neptune, the king of Fishman Island.

Why do you have to emphasize that the other party is "Murloc" when you arrive at Weiwei's place?

Seeing the stiff Kobra, Rowan couldn't help laughing and patted Kobra's shoulder.

"It was just an ordinary ship in distress."

Luo Wen rubbed Weiwei's head and motioned for the little princess to follow him.

Then he said to Cobra:

"Don't worry, I will take care of Weiwei."

Seeing this situation, Cobra has no reason to stop it, and he has already witnessed Rowan's strength.

After all, he was a man who could traverse the sea eight hundred years ago!

Immediately afterwards, Cobra discovered a scene that reassured him even more.

A man in a black fur coat was leaning against a pillar not far away with a cigar in his mouth.

It's Crocodile.

He came over and automatically followed behind Rowan and Weiwei.

Luo Wen smiled and said, "Are you coming too?"

Crocodile smiled gloomily: "I'm not from this country. You can't control how I act."

"It's okay, let's go together."

Rowan didn't care and nodded.

…

The three of them boarded Alabasta's unique transportation animal, the land and water transport tortoise.

It is a rare giant tortoise that can carry people and move at high speed in the desert or in the water.

The three sat on the turtle's back and held up the parasol above.

Vivi lay comfortably on it, and fell asleep after a while.

Luo Wen sat cross-legged and closed his eyes.

On the other side, Crocodile was looking at Rowan thoughtfully.

What was he thinking about?

He was thinking about Hades.

What he was thinking about, [Ancient Weapon]—Pluto!

Crocodile is almost certain that this is the time when he is the closest to the clues of Hades.

Because an old monster from 800 years ago is sitting in front of him!

How could an existence active before the "Blank Hundred Years" not know the clues of ancient weapons?

Totally impossible!

Seemingly feeling Crocodile's hot gaze, Rowan turned his head and asked with a smile:

"Little crocodile, what's wrong?"

Crocodile looked away, pretending not to hear.

Rowan murmured in a low voice, "Do you want to know the clues of Hades?"

Crocodile's ears moved and his eyes lit up.

Rowan continued to whisper: "In the past, UU reading www.uukanshu.com Neferutari did tell me what ancient weapons were found, and what kind of Hades, I remember he was planning to find me at that time. Let's discuss together..."

Crocodile's eyes became brighter and brighter, and his body unconsciously leaned towards Rowan.

But in the end, Rowan changed the conversation and suddenly said, "But I didn't care about the mess, haha!"

Ha ha…

Hearing that annoying laughter, Crocodile almost stumbled.

He could only look at Rowan with murderous eyes while lighting himself a cigar.

After taking a breath, he secretly cursed: "The conceited big birdman..."

The place on the turtle's back is just that big, and Crocodile scolded him without hesitation, so Rowan heard this clearly.

He was a little puzzled, "Birdman? Me?"

Crocodile pointed to his head, indicating Rowan's eagle-shaped helmet.

Rowan looked rather lost, and murmured, "No way, I quite like this set of custom armor."

"Old thing, your aesthetics have long been outdated!"

Crocodile's eyes twitched, and his heart was already unhappy, "I really don't understand, as an emperor eight hundred years ago, why didn't he even care about ancient weapons?"

This time, Rowan suddenly clapped his hands and replied excitedly:

"Ah, I know the answer to this question!"

"Um?"

Crocodile frowned.

Then, he heard a sentence from Rowan's mouth.

A word that made his scalp tingle and his hair stand on end—

Rowan smiled, his tone as calm as ever.

"I don't care because I don't think those messy things can beat me."