One Piece: I, a scum of the navy, became an admiral Chapter 244

Hancock lowered her head, feeling a little dejected.

“Don’t worry, you’re already a ‘Warlord of the Sea’ now, and the World Government requires me to keep the Warlords in check.”

“We’ll have plenty of opportunities to meet in the future.”

Allen gently pinched Hancock’s smooth cheek, his thumb resting on the corner of her mouth, pushing it up slightly to make her smile.

Hearing Allen’s words, Hancock also nodded.

Though still reluctant, she understood that Allen had his own matters to attend to.

All she could do now was to make herself stronger so that she could help Allen in the future.

Several days later.

New World, Dressrosa Kingdom.

This was a tropical island with a resort-like atmosphere, known as the “Country of Love, Passion, and Toys.”

Ever since a few years ago, King Riku inexplicably massacred civilians and was overthrown by Doflamingo.

Since then, Doflamingo had become the new King of Dressrosa.

Allen, dressed in casual clothes, walked down the street.

Various lively toys could be seen everywhere, busy or playing.

Small toy soldiers marched in neat formation, patrolling the streets.

Witnessing the “living toys” firsthand, Allen felt a touch of surprise and murmured:

“Is this the fruit ability of Sugar, a high-ranking executive of the Donquixote Family?”

Sugar, as one of the core members of the Donquixote Family, was a Paramecia-type Hobi Hobi no Mi user.

She could turn anyone she touched into various “toys” as the user desired, and people related to those turned into “toys” (such as relatives or friends) would lose all memories of the person who became a “toy.”

It could be said that Sugar played a crucial role for Doflamingo; these “toys” on the streets were all people who opposed the Donquixote Family.

Allen walked aimlessly on the street, unaware that his Observation Haki had already covered the entire island.

In just a moment.

Allen, as if with a God’s-eye view, overlooked the entire Dressrosa Kingdom.

Finally, Allen’s gaze fell on a tall man in the wilderness north of Dressrosa, accompanied by a boy around 12 or 13 years old.

A slight smile appeared on Allen’s lips as he murmured, “I found you…”

Just as Allen was about to head there.

Suddenly, a fragrant breeze swept by, and a pink and white figure crashed into Allen’s embrace.

“Ah?!” A girl’s surprised cry rang out.

A hint of astonishment flashed in the girl’s eyes; it was as if she had hit a wall, causing her body to stumble backward.

Allen instinctively reached out his arm, his warm palm pressing against the girl’s slender waist.

Even through the thin fabric, he could