Chương 1727: Napoleon’s Defeat (8)

A hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

Although Charlotte had some guesses about Napoleon's situation, he knew that man proposes, God disposes, and he had to prepare for the worst no matter what.

"Yes!"

After receiving the order, Esdeath immediately turned around to convey Charlotte's order.

But at this moment, Caesar seemed to have lost his soul. He sat dejectedly in his seat, his face full of frustration and despair.

Charlotte looked at her eldest son, who had always been strong, and couldn't help but feel a surge of pity in her heart.

This was the first time in all these years that he saw Caesar so decadent, which shows how important Napoleon was in Caesar's heart.

Charlotte walked up to Caesar, patted his shoulder gently, and comforted him: "Caesar, don't worry too much. Napoleon will be safe and sound. As long as I am alive, no one in this world will dare to touch a hair of our Rockefeller family easily!"

His words revealed immense arrogance and confidence.

After listening to his father's words, Caesar was silent for a while, then nodded slowly, but his eyes were still full of worry and uneasiness.

Charlotte sighed deeply, her heart filled with helplessness and anxiety.

He knew that at the moment, apart from instructing his men to keep an eye out for news about Napoleon, he seemed to have no better solution.

As the days passed, the sea remained as calm as before, without the slightest ripple.

However, this apparent calmness makes people feel an inexplicable uneasiness.

Everyone is holding their breath, closely watching every move of the Rockefeller Kingdom and the World Government.

People had expected the Rockefeller Kingdom to have some response to Napoleon's arrest. After all, he was Charlotte's grandson, and given Charlotte's temperament, he would not just ignore it.

However, surprisingly, the Rockefeller Kingdom was extremely restrained and took no action at all.

This puzzled people outside, especially those who were confused about the behavior of the Rockefeller Empire.

At the same time, the Navy's actions are equally puzzling.

You know, in order to deal with the Whitebeard Pirates, the Navy began to mobilize troops from all over the world a full month in advance.

At that time, the large-scale troop movement attracted widespread attention and speculation. Everyone thought that the navy was either going to go to war with the Rockefeller Kingdom or to launch an attack on the revolutionary army.

However, the final result was beyond everyone's expectations. The navy's target turned out to be the Whitebeard Pirates.

But now that Napoleon was captured, the navy acted as if nothing had happened and did not make any moves to mobilize troops.

This is really weird and totally unreasonable.

However, everyone changed their minds and felt relieved.

After all, the two admirals of the navy were in the South China Sea at that time, busy suppressing the rebellion and deeply mired in the quagmire of the revolutionary army. It would be difficult for them to escape in a short period of time.

In this case, it seems understandable that the navy is not yet ready for a decisive battle.

However, what is puzzling is that there was no movement in the Rockefeller Kingdom!

Logically speaking, there is no reason for the Rockefeller Empire to sit still.

Unless, they wanted Napoleon to die.

But how is this possible?

What kind of mystery is hidden in this?

A thick layer of fog, like a veil, shrouds the world's eyes, making everyone even more confused about the current treacherous situation.

However, people did not think deeply about the reasons behind this and simply regarded it as the calm before the storm.

They were all quietly waiting for the next shocking war to break out, as if it would be a crucial battle that would determine the fate of the world.

At the same time, in a certain sea area in the first half of the Grand Line, Garp had been wandering in this sea area for three full days.

Despite his anxiety, he was unable to bring Napoleon back to the naval headquarters.

At this moment, he stood at the bow, staring at the prison at the bottom of the ship, his heart full of worries.

"This guy has been in a coma for three whole days and hasn't woken up yet. Did something happen to him?"

Garp frowned and muttered to himself, his eyes never leaving the prison at the bottom of the ship.

He had gone to such great lengths to circle back and forth in the surrounding seas just to create an opportunity for Napoleon to escape, but who could have expected that Napoleon would remain in a coma. This really made Cap feel extremely helpless.

At the same time, in prison, Napoleon, who had been unconscious for three days, was lying quietly on the deck at the bottom of the ship, sleeping soundly.

Surprisingly, the serious injuries on his body had now completely healed, and there was not even any trace of the wound.

However, after these long three days of sleep, Napoleon finally got enough sleep.

His eyelashes trembled slightly, and then, as if by reflex, he rubbed his eyes with his hands, mumbling, "Ah...

Then, he slowly sat up, subconsciously yawned loudly, and said to himself: "This is such a good sleep!"

After rubbing his sleepy eyes, Napoleon began to look around.

Upon seeing this, he immediately became alert because he found that the space he was in was extremely dark, and the surrounding layout was obviously in the style of a prison.

"Hmm? What's the point of this?"

Napoleon felt a surge of uneasiness in his heart, and his mind began to rapidly recall what had happened before.

Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain and the scene of Garp punching him in the head flashed through his mind.

"That's not right. Wasn't I fighting with Garp before?"

The more Napoleon thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. He widened his eyes and carefully observed the surrounding environment, becoming more and more certain that this was a prison.

"I lost!"

Napoleon looked at his hands and muttered to himself, as if these hands no longer belonged to him.

His voice was filled with frustration and helplessness, as if the whole world had collapsed at this moment.

"hateful!"

Napoleon suddenly roared, then used all his strength to punch the bottom of the boat hard.

The force of this punch was so great that a heart-pounding creaking sound came from the bottom of the boat, as if the entire boat was about to be shattered by this punch.

Cap, who was on the deck thinking about how to quietly let Napoleon go, was suddenly cheered up when he heard the loud noise.

He was secretly delighted: "This little devil finally woke up!"

Kapp had always worried that Napoleon would become devastated by his failure and even do something extreme.

Now hearing his voice, Karp finally breathed a sigh of relief.

However, Cap did not check on Napoleon immediately, but closed his eyes again with peace of mind and continued to sleep soundly.