Arlong looked at the lively scene unfolding before him, a look of secret disdain in his eyes.
"Hmph, look at this young monarch, winning the cheers of these lowly humans with just this little 'performance'," Arlong thought to himself.
They, a group of pirates who had run amok across the seas for years, had somehow ended up reduced to his backing acts. Yet in a way, this scene possessed a rather strange "amusement." If not for his wariness of Lynn's strength, would he ever have willingly agreed to play this puppet?
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