One Piece: I am a Celestial Dragon

"People of the Fishman Country, please listen to me."

Princess Otohime ran up to the podium at the Fishman Square. Her petite body burst out with infectious power at this moment, and her speech began.

"Among all living beings born in the same heaven and earth, which ones are born noble, and which ones are born humble?

It’s just the birth of equality, a life of freedom, and an ordinary death.”

The beloved one has a larger audience, and soon, countless fishmen gathered under the podium, listening carefully to the princess's voice

“Because we have characteristics that are very different from humans, we have been rejected by humans for hundreds of years, and there is even no place for us in the entire land.

Countless years ago, our ancestors established a new kingdom on the dark and deep seabed. They established this Dragon Palace Kingdom at a depth of meters under the sea. "

Otohime slowly told the history of the Fishman Country in a low voice, and her voice reached the ears of the people. At this moment, the men were silent and the women were in tears.

"Although the Dragon Palace Kingdom has given us a place to live, it has also allowed us to live in a humble state meters deep in the sea.

Until now, we who have been living in the Dragon Palace Kingdom have been thousands of years away from the sunshine that was once within our reach!

But today, I want to tell you that humans have accepted us murlocs again!

The world noble Lord Constantine Iran promised to personally lead us back to the land, and time is

Three days later! ! ! "

silence

dead silence

In Nuo Da’s Fishman Square, you can hear the needle drop at this moment.

The cheers she imagined did not come, and Princess Otohime looked so embarrassed with her right arm raised high.

Happy? Maybe, but in the hearts of the fish people, there is more fear and uneasiness at this time.

Most of them have never left Fish-Man Island, and they have also dreamed about it in their dreams. What is the difference between the sunshine on land and the light of the Sun Tree?

But when this day comes, instead of the joy in the dream, I feel more at a loss.

Otohime put down her arms in confusion, looked at the silent citizens, opened her mouth but said nothing more, turned around and ran towards Ryugu Castle.

The speech was just to arouse national sentiment in advance, and there were formal documents that she needed to draft.

At this time, Saint Iran was lying on the dining table in Princess Shirahoshi's bedroom, talking on the phone.

Bai Xing holds a small fruit knife several meters long, cutting fruits as high as the Iranian Saint.

"Saint Sararos, what does it matter? Come and help me!"

"Iran Saint, you also know that I am very busy."

A helpless voice came from the phone, and the tone was full of tangles.

"Then just treat it as a vacation and come to my place to have some fun."

"But the patriarch will not agree."

Some grievance sounds came again, as if Iran Sheng's request made him very embarrassed.

"What does it matter? Anyway, there are so many people in your Florence family, and one missing you is not a big deal."

"But"

"What? Oh, I understand, Saint Sararos, you must have missed my fist, right?"

The Iranian Saint clenched his fists, as if he remembered something interesting, with a smile on his face.

"Uh, I understand, I'll get there as soon as possible."

"Well, don't make me wait too long." Iran Saint smiled and nodded, hanging up the phone in his hand.

The Florence family, which also belongs to the Tianlong clan, has been quietly committed to the construction of the cross-sea bridge for 700 years.

Although the cross-sea bridge is extremely wasteful for people and money, and is on the verge of being unfinished, no one can deny the talent of their family in construction.

This is a technical geek from a large family, a neutral faction among the Tianlong people.

They disregard life and do not care about power. What they want in life is to see majestic buildings rising from the ground.

Just by doing this, they can get great satisfaction.

They will not ravage sentient beings just because they are superior. But equally, they don't care how much flesh and blood and bones are piled under their masterpieces.

And now, the Iranian Saints need their help.

Although there is still enough land on Nine Snake Island to provide a habitat for the fish-men clan.

But all their construction will start from scratch. Taking this opportunity, Iran decided to rebuild the daughter country.

He wants to build a city, a majestic city that can accommodate both the daughter country and the fishman country!

In this city, fish-men and humans live together, putting aside prejudices, winning respect, and no longer having arrogance and discrimination.

The power in Iran's holy hands will also be completely integrated,

Otohime's little short legs kept running, and soon, with her busy work, notices about returning to land were posted in every corner of the Fishman Island.

In a certain room in Fishman Street, the red fishman Tiger looked at the notice in his hand and sighed.

"I didn't expect that what he said was serious and it would come true so quickly."

"Brother Tiger, I think the Holy Master of Iran will not only help us this time!"

"Are you saying that he has other motives? The fish-men clan doesn't have anything that the Lord needs to pursue, Jinbei!"

Tiger raised his head and glanced at the blue fish man sitting opposite him, and said with some dissatisfaction.

"Brother Tiger, don't you think this action is a bit hasty?" Jinbei asked in return, then said to himself.

"No matter how you look at it, three days is a bit too short when it comes to the clan's actions."

"It's true when you say that."

"I suspect that the Holy Master of Iran may have had to advance the migration due to some kind of pressure."

Jinbei analyzed what happened, frowned slightly and said slowly and somewhat heavily.

"Moreover, the pressure faced by the Holy Master of Iran is likely to be related to the safety of the entire Fish-Man Island!"

"Looking at it this way, we are really lagging behind." Tiger shook his head and said with a bitter smile.

"We have to prove it to the adults as soon as possible. Our Sun Pirates are also very strong!"

Three days passed quickly, and the Iranian saint walked onto Noah's ark with the white star.

This large ship, which has been stranded in Fishman Street for hundreds of years, is now covered with moss.

The size of the ship is half the size of Fish-Man Island, and the hull is connected to several iron cables tens of meters thick.

This giant ship named "Noah" has had only one purpose since its birth, and that is to help the fish-men return to land!

The ship looked a bit old and damaged in many places.

Legend has it that only the D family can repair this big ship. The Iranian Saint does not believe this rumor.

It's just a simple wooden ship. Does a ship with a core drive of the Neptune type still need to be repaired?

The Iranian Saint stretched out his fingers and stroked the railing of the giant ship, feeling the vicissitudes left by the years, and murmured to himself:

"Follow your duty today, Ark Noah."

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