Pirate: My villain's identity is exposed

Kom nodded slightly and pushed up his thick glasses:

"The specific content is this."

"My comrade-in-arms, eternal friend, the king of the sea king, the kind mermaid princess, the great Poseidon:

Sinner Joyboy cannot ask for your forgiveness, but for the entire merfolk and fishmen, I must repent.

You fulfilled your promise, always stood on the right side in the great war, and defended the dignity of the great kingdom with your blood and strength.

I once promised that when the war is over, the mermaids and fishmen will ride on Noah and come to the land, and share the sun and moon, soil and nature with us humans.

But I eventually became a sinner of history, and I broke my promise.

The future we originally imagined could only become a fantasy due to my lack of personal ability.

The human race, the mermaid race, and the mermaid race were supposed to share the Red Earth Continent, communicate on an equal footing, and share prosperity. Just like you and me, we are eternal comrades. Even if we are of different races, we are still partners who can take our backs.

But this dream cannot be realized in my lifetime.

I know that no matter how much I repent, I can't atone for my sins and let you complete your account of the merfolk and fishmen.

King of the sea, Noah couldn't land on land, sorry.

I know the painful price the fish-men clan paid for the great war. I know that you have lived in the dark seabed for a long time. I know that you yearn for blue sky, white clouds, sunshine and rain more than anyone else. I am sorry, but your king did not deceive you or induce you to join the war.

If you want to be resentful, just hate me. I'm an incompetent person. If I don't fulfill my promise for any reason, it's my fault.

Here’s to Joey Boy, the sinner of history. "

"There are some words that I didn't understand, but they are connected based on understanding."

Kom honestly explained that as an adventurer, he had mastered many languages, including ancient texts.

However, ancient civilization was so extensive and profound that even Kom would have difficulty translating it word for word without the help of reference books.

Sherlock looked sideways at Pipicia and nodded:

"The general idea is correct."

Crocodile frowned slightly and said lightly:

"Poseidon."

"I didn't expect the mermaid princess to be Poseidon, the legendary ancient weapon."

Colm sighed and recorded his thoughts in his notebook, a habit he had learned from his father, a historian, since he was a child.

"Are there any clues about Pluto?"

Crocodile asked.

Kom shook his head:

"No."

"The mermaid princess has been dead for so many years. Poseidon who can control the sea king type no longer exists, but Pluto, I must find him."

Crocodile said to himself.

"Go to the Ermenes Islands, there may be clues you want."

Sherlock patted Crocodile on the shoulder and comforted him.

Pipicia climbed onto Sherlock's shoulder and rubbed her eyes:

"That's not necessarily true."

"It is recorded in that ancient book that the patron saint of an island in the Ermenes Islands is called the Thousand-Eyed Beast. It is a divine beast that can predict everything. It is said that it knows everything. His eyes are all over the world, and even in the past and future, he will definitely I can give you the answer.”

After Kom finished speaking, he added,

"But this is also a legend. Maybe, we won't even be able to find the Ermenes Islands."

"Don't worry, we will definitely find the Ermenes Islands."

Sherlock raised his lips confidently.

Colm shook his head and sighed, praying in his heart that he would never find it.

He Ling looked at Sherlock with longing, and a sacred scene emerged in front of his eyes of Sherlock taking him back to his hometown and completing the wedding under the witness of the elder unicorn.

She covered her face and whispered:

"I am willing."

Hey, hey, don't imagine weird things... Sherlock glanced at Herring and felt that the child was hopeless.

Based on the nautical chart, Laurent commanded the Sinister to sail for another half month. During this period, he defeated many sea beasts and pirate ships, and went through many obstacles along the way before finally arriving at the place recorded by the witch.

What comes into view is a vast sea, boundless and extremely blue.

There are no legendary islands and no fog.

"This?"

Lauberon looked at the map and the permanent pointer,

"Why aren't there upwelling currents?"

The pirates on the Sinister also showed disappointed expressions, looking up at the dense clouds in the sky. At such a height, even if the Sinister had a blast cannon, it would be impossible to fly up.

As He Ling approached the sea, her ears seemed to hear illusory sounds, intermittent, like singing and crying.

Only she could hear the sound, and He Ling felt that it must be the ancestor calling her.

He Ling transformed into a 3-meter-tall centaur. She stepped on the animal's hooves, walked to Sherlock, and waited obediently for him to ride on.

Sherlock jumped up and jumped on Heling's back:

"Come on, let's go take a look."

He Ling nodded, flapped his wings, and flew towards the sky.

This time, Lu Chi He Ling did not get lost. He followed his intuition and flew upwards. Through layers of clouds and mist, he saw a colorful mist in the distance.

The islands are wrapped in this layer of colorful mist, as if embedded in a huge rainbow ball.

The islands within the colored fog cannot be clearly seen, but what is certain is that this is the Ermenis Islands!

The permanent needle pointed to it, and so did Herring's intuition.

"Houston, are we going in?"

Herring asked excitedly.

Sherlock nodded slightly:

"If you want to go in, first explore the way and then pick them up."

Herring nodded.

The two approached the mist cautiously.

The colored mist seemed to feel that someone was approaching, and it automatically opened a gap.

Sherlock was stunned, and he called He Ling:

"and many more."

This kind of welcome gesture is too abnormal, and it is completely different from what Kom said. If something goes wrong, there must be a monster, so be cautious.

Sherlock decided to ask Pipicia to marry him first.

Time froze instantly, and Sherlock entered the abyss.

Pipisia was lying on the lazy chair, holding a storybook in her hand and reading it with gusto. When she noticed the host coming in, she slowly raised her head:

"What's the matter?"

"I have found the Ermenes Islands."

Sherlock briefly described the current situation, and Pipicia sat up from the lazy chair:

"Have you found it so soon?"

Sherlock nodded:

"The route is correct. It took a month to get there. Isn't that fast?"

"The fog opened automatically?"

Pipisia asked rhetorically.

Sherlock nodded again.

"It should be that he sensed the unicorn bloodline in Heling's body, so he opened the channel, but I must remind the host that the Ermenes Islands may be the original Devil's Island, and all Devil Fruit abilities cannot be used on the island."

Pipicia looked serious.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Sherlock frowned.

"If I had told you earlier, wouldn't you have gone?"

Pipisia asked suspiciously.

Sherlock glanced at his mouth.

"So, don't think about exploring alone. You need your partners. There are never too many people on an island where Devil Fruit abilities cannot be used."