After a brief pause destruction resumed.
Sakazuki, brimming with fury and pent-up rage, unleashed it all on this island that "does not exist in the world."
The ignorant islanders, who had believed themselves to be safe, once again plunged into panic.
Lava bombs rained down from the skies like a volcanic eruption, crashing to the ground and igniting explosions of searing heat.
No one could survive this disaster-like power!
After all, not everyone is named Orin.
"Why!? Why are the Marines slaughtering civilians!?"
"Damn it!! I just came to Ohara to restock my goods!!"
"I'm a noble from the neighboring island, you guys—aaagh!!!"
Guilt or innocence, identity or class—it made no difference.
The annihilation was indiscriminate.
And amid this apocalyptic scene, two figures passed through, witnessing this land brought to ruin by arrogance (ideals).
From time to time, one of them recorded footage with a Den Den Mushi. No one tried to stop him—no one dared. After all, Orin had promised the Elders: it was just for collection, and the footage wouldn't be leaked.
As a result—
Whether it was CP or Marines, even the lava bombs falling from the skies, all instinctively or intentionally avoided coming within ten meters of the two.
In this obliterated zone, a ten-meter safety perimeter was forcibly carved out around them.
And this bizarre sight didn't escape the eyes of the fleeing, desperate citizens.
They surged forward in a frenzy, trampling former friends and family just to squeeze into that slim chance of survival—the safety zone.
Seeing this, neither the Marines nor CP9 dared step in. They stood awkwardly at the perimeter, forced to kill anyone pushed out of the safe area.
Witnessing all this, the civilians became more convinced: as long as they stayed close to these two unknown figures, they'd be safe.
"Hey... I'm not some savior, you know."
Seeing the flood of refugees squeezing in so tightly they were almost touching him, Orin raised a brow.
He wasn't some benevolent saint who'd go out of his way to oppose the World Government for people who didn't matter.
If anyone was to blame for their deaths, it was those scholars with the guts to challenge the world—or at worst, the World Government itself.
Either way, it wasn't Orin's problem.
Snap—
With a crisp finger snap, the ten-meter radius around Orin and Mihawk suddenly fell silent.
The crowd was instantly displaced ten meters away. Once the Marines and CP realized what happened, they acted immediately.
But when the crowd tried to rush back in, they were shocked to find themselves mysteriously teleported—tens to hundreds of meters away from the safety zone every time they got close!
Even so, some refused to give up and kept trying again and again.
"What stubborn survival instincts..."
Mihawk observed coldly, sighing slightly at the scene.
But with his aloof nature, he didn't feel the need to intervene.
"That's enough. Time to go. Next time we come to Ohara, it'll be a few months from now...
By then, this place will probably be a deserted island."
Orin slipped the Den Den Mushi back into his coat, then suddenly looked at Mihawk with a strange expression.
"And also, looks like a little stowaway snuck onto our ship, huh."
...
One hour earlier—
Ohara. Forest behind the island.
A giant ran desperately across the land, face grim. Occasional cannonfire struck nearby mountains, but nothing stopped him.
In his massive hand, a little girl screamed, crying her heart out.
"Please, Saul! I want to stay with my mother!!"
"You can't, Robin! You have to survive! Tell the world—Ohara once stood against the World Government!!!"
Saul was using every ounce of strength he had to fulfill Olvia's final request.
Thanks to his giant form, he could see the entire island—and it was fully surrounded.
Sakazuki was leading a Buster Call. There was no way any ship would be allowed to leave.
Originally, there was still hope—Kuzan's hesitation and soft heart might have allowed someone to slip through as long as Sakazuki didn't land.
But Sakazuki wasn't like that. All he wanted was to destroy everything to fulfill his mission.
What now…
What should I do…
Mouth open, Saul looked around in panic.
Then, he spotted a glimmer of hope beneath a cliff.
The Oro Jackson hadn't docked at the port—it was hidden under that very cliff. With Orin's massive Observation Haki range, it was protected from any theft.
Now, seeing the ship, Saul had a bold idea.
It was a huge gamble—but their last chance!
At least…
If they met Black Gun, there might be hope for survival. Staying on the island meant certain death!
Making up his mind, Saul took a running start—and to Robin's frightened scream, leapt off the cliff into the ocean below.
Half-submerged, he lifted Robin onto the deck of the Oro Jackson. His expression was filled with worry.
"Robin! Quickly! Go hide in the cabin!"
Hearing this, Robin clung to the edge of the ship, crying as she reached out to Saul. Her face was full of sorrow.
"No! Don't leave me alone!"
But despite her desperate pleading, Saul hardened his heart and backed away, slowly leaving the Oro Jackson behind.
"Robin, listen carefully. Right now, the only one in all of Ohara who can protect you from the World Government and the Marines is Black Gun Orin."
"Only by staying on this ship will they hesitate to act against you. You must survive, Robin!"
And so, Saul left.
Robin didn't know where he went.
All she could do was follow his final instructions—sneak into the cabin, crawl into a barrel, and hide.
Curled up inside, her small body trembled. Tears streamed down her face.
Crying and crying, she eventually fell asleep.
...
Who knows how long passed—
A set of footsteps jolted her awake. She froze, heart racing. The steps were close, and she could faintly hear voices:
"Next stop... let's go see the old man. After all these years, I should visit the New World again."
"Do we have to pass through Reverse Mountain and Fish-Man Island?"
"No need. We just left Sabaody Archipelago. Going back to coat the ship would be too troublesome."
"Let's just cross the Calm Belt. Or, if there's a shorter route, we can fly the ship over the Red Line."
The conversation continued for a while. Then came the sound of doors opening and closing.
Robin thought they had left and let out a quiet breath of relief.
But in the very next moment—
The lid above her suddenly flipped open!
A handsome face appeared with a mischievous grin, scaring her so much she nearly passed out:
"Gotcha~ Just kidding!"
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