Pirate's Doom Follows

The breath of despair spread. The royal flagship is located at the core of the fleet. The battle has not suffered a frontal impact until now. However, the guards on the ship are on duty at their respective posts like walking dead. Spend it clean, maybe before the pirates come to kill them, they will start to mess up.

Cavemontes VII was sitting on the sofa, turning his head to look at the young queen who was leaning against him and crying, as well as a group of princes and princesses sobbing in the corner. He couldn't help but feel sad, inheriting twenty Will the second generation of the royal family perish in his hands?

"Damn the mob, a bunch of despicable beasts, you deserve to be damned for putting me in such a difficult situation."

Cavemontes VII began to curse the rebel army loudly. It was all the fault of those mud-legged farmers who didn't know what to do. They had a good life but had to have breakfast, which made him, His Majesty the King, escape from the palace and died at sea. Surrounded by the Balion Pirates again, he fell into an unprecedented desperate situation.

Whether it's the rebel army or the Balion Pirates, he hates them immensely.

But compared to the Balion Pirates who are about to decide their own life and death.

He only dared to curse the rebel army composed of mud-legged people.

Just as Cavemontes VII was racking his brains to squeeze out curse words from his meager brain that only knows how to eat, drink and play, an attendant rushed into the bridge in a panic with a happy face.

"Your Majesty the King, Your Majesty the King, we are saved, we are saved"

"Navy, is the navy coming?"

Cavimotes VII jumped up from the sofa at a speed that was not suitable for his fat body, rushed forward in two or two steps, grabbed the attendant's shoulders with both hands, leaned forward, and heavy pressure suddenly fell on him The shoulder of the squire.

"Navy no, not the navy."

The attendant had a twisted expression on his face, and his shoulders hurt.

"Not the Navy"

Cavemontes VII's expression changed, and the joy in his eyes instantly turned into angry flames. His fat palms firmly grasped the shoulder of the attendant, and his tone was cold, "You loser, tell me clearly, what exactly is it?" What's going on?"

"Yes, that's right. The top leaders of the World Government want to have a direct conversation with Your Majesty."

The attendant endured the pain on his shoulder and carefully held the red-spotted telephone bug in his palm.

"World Government"

Cavemontes VII glanced at the phone bug suspiciously, but then thought about his situation, it couldn't be worse. However, what was the purpose of the World Government contacting him at this time? The person he asked for help was the navy.

"Everyone get out of here."

After grabbing the phone bug, the potbellied king gave an order roughly, and rushed from the pilothouse to the lower cabin together with his wife and daughter.

"Boo Boo Boo"

The sleeping phone bug opened his eyes, revealing a rather human expression. It was a square face, but there was no righteousness in his eyes, only a trace of fox-like cunning.

"Hey"

"Who are you?" Cavemontes VII asked in a deep voice.

"Is this His Majesty Cave Montes of the Kingdom of Saint Dorea?" The phone bug conveyed the question on the other end unhurriedly, completely ignoring the question of Cave Montes VII.

"You" the other party's arrogant attitude made Cavemontes VII furious. He wanted to find out the idiot from the World Government opposite him and give him a severe lesson. However, thinking of his current dangerous situation, he had to put the overall situation first. I must not let anything happen here. "I am Cave Montes, the 22nd King of the Kingdom of Saint Dorea and His Excellency of the World Government. Can you tell me your name and position?"

"Forgive me, Your Majesty Cavimotes. Your Majesty, Spangdine, is currently the highest officer of CP9." The phone bug showed an apologetic smile without any sincerity, and the people watching wanted to rush forward and punch him hard.

The highest officer of cp9

After all, he is also the king of a country. The Kingdom of Saint Dorea is also a member of the World Government. Although it is not one of the 50 countries eligible to participate in the World Conference, he has never eaten pork and has always seen pigs running away. Others from the South China Sea are eligible to participate in the conference. country