I, Broly, began by destroying the pirate world.

12. Should I believe him or believe that I am Qin Shi Huang?

One day later, in Albania, the capital of Alabasta.

This megacity, with a permanent population of over two million and a garrison of three hundred thousand royal troops, was enveloped in an unusual atmosphere. Street vendors selling jujube tea were still calling out their wares, but Broly was squatting on the stone steps in front of the palace, his short arms holding up a rough ceramic cup.

Inside was jujube tea, with a sweet and slightly bitter taste. His round cheeks puffed out, making some busty girls who didn't know him want to tease him.

Looking ahead, Doberman, leading hundreds of naval soldiers, was blocking the palace gates, confronting Neferutari Cobra, the current king of Alabasta and Vivi's future father.

The citizens of Albania crowded to both sides of the street, peering around, and no one noticed that the "walking 50 billion Berries" was also mixed in with the crowd watching the spectacle.

No one noticed that there were two small, stealthy figures following Broly behind him, but he pretended not to see them all day.

After taking his last sip, Broly darted around the legs of the onlookers and soon found himself at the front of the confrontation.

Navy personnel in white uniforms and Alabasta soldiers in loose Arabian-style robes stood on either side of the crowd. The most eye-catching figures in the crowd were a group of pregnant women with large bellies, and palace maids holding swaddled babies in their arms, looking at their newborn infants who were only a few days old.

Seeing this, Broly's lips curled into a mischievous smile, and he muttered to himself, "Oh, so it's finally starting?"

Compared to when Luffy set sail, Cobra hadn't yet reached the point of having a full head of white hair and being in a wheelchair.

He was still in relatively good spirits, though his brows were furrowed. He said to Doberman in a deep voice, "Vice Admiral, as per the Navy's requirements, we've gathered all the pregnant women and newborns from this year here. But... what do you need these women and children for?"

Doberman glanced at the throng of citizens outside the palace and lowered his voice: "Too many people, let's go inside and talk."

Cobra had some doubts, but dared not disobey. He raised his hand and gestured "please," leading Doberman and the navy into the palace.

Just as the two groups of people, carrying pregnant women and infants, were about to step into the palace gates, a guard suddenly shouted, "Children, no entry!"

The moment the word "child" left his lips, Doberman shuddered and turned around abruptly.

Broly was holding an empty jujube teacup, being stopped at the door by a sentry who stared at him with wide, round eyes.

Instantly, Doberman and the hundreds of sailors behind him were so frightened that their legs went weak and they almost fell on their butts.

Cobra stared at Broly for two seconds, recognized the face on the wanted poster, and was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth for a long time.

Broly looked indifferent and shrugged, "Just joining in the fun, okay?"

Cobra swallowed hard, not daring to ask Doberman's opinion at all.

Fearing this menacing figure might cause trouble in Albania, threatening the entire capital, they hurriedly waved to the guards, "Let him in! Let him in quickly!"

Upon entering the royal palace, Cobra and the ministers who recognized Broly didn't dare to breathe loudly; the only sound in the palace was the soft patter of their footsteps.

Once everyone was in position, Cobra cautiously began to speak, the words barely out of his mouth: "That demon..."

"His name is Broly," Doberman shouted before he could, cold sweat beading on his forehead.

Cobra quickly changed his tune, his tone extremely respectful: "Mr. Broly, would you like a seat?"

To be honest, even if Broly were to sit on his throne right now, he wouldn't hesitate.

Broly glanced at the king.

In the original story, this old man was a formidable character who blocked the Five Elders and Im, and I don't know how he did it.

I feel like even the two-man team that could hold off seven beasts in the Naruto world, like Might Guy and the other two, aren't as powerful as him.

Broly casually tossed the empty teacup outside the hall. The cup arced through the air and landed precisely in a stone trash can dozens of meters away. "No need, I can just stand and watch."

Despite saying that, Cobra still had his ministers bring over a chair, which was the best chair available besides the throne.

It wasn't luxurious, which shows that Kobra usually lives a simple life.

Broly didn't stand on ceremony, plopped down on the seat, swung his short legs, and stared at Doberman like he was watching a circus.

Once things had calmed down a bit, Cobra suppressed his fear and turned to Doberman: "Lieutenant General, what exactly do you want us to do by gathering these pregnant women and babies?"

Doberman scratched his head, cursing inwardly—in a smaller country, he would have retorted, "It's the navy's business, what right do you have to ask?"

Alabasta is a major contributor to the Heavenly Tribute, and Cobra seems to have a special relationship with the Holy Land group. It's best not to offend them unless absolutely necessary.

After struggling for a while, he came up with a completely lame excuse: "The Navy has recently developed a new medical examination method to examine these pregnant women and babies, which can be considered a benefit to the public."

"Oh? I see." Cobra breathed a sigh of relief, a smile spreading across his face. "So, how long will it take for them to return?"

Doberman fell silent.

Roger's descendants might be mixed in with this group. Knowing the World Government's nature, they think they can go back? Dream on!

"Pfft—"

Broly couldn't help but laugh out loud, and all eyes in the hall instantly turned to him. He rubbed his stomach and waved his hand seriously, "Sorry, sorry, I'm professionally trained not to laugh, but I just couldn't help it."

Cobra looked puzzled. "Mr. Broly? What's so funny about what we're saying?"

Broly laughed even harder, crossing his legs: "King, you're supposed to rule such a large country, haven't you heard the rumors that were making headlines at sea recently?"

Cobra's brow furrowed deeper and deeper, while Doberman and the marines felt a sudden unease, a strong sense of foreboding rising within them. Yet no one dared to stop Broly, and could only watch helplessly as he undermined them.

"More than a year ago, after Roger disbanded his pirate crew, he spent a long time with a mysterious woman, traveling all over the world with her."

Broly spoke slowly, paused, and watched as Cobra's expression changed from confusion to horror before adding, "In other words, during that period, that woman most likely became pregnant with Roger's child. Since the World Government couldn't find her, they simply gathered all the pregnant women and newborn babies from that time together. Now you understand?"

Upon hearing this, not only Kobra, but even the pregnant women standing by the palace changed their expressions, clutching their bellies tightly with fear in their eyes.

Cobra was both shocked and furious. He turned sharply to Doberman, his voice trembling, "Lieutenant General! What Mr. Broly said... is true?"

Doberman gritted his teeth and nodded with a forced smile: "No... that's right. In order to sever the bloodline of the Pirate King, and for the stability and peace of the world, this is a necessary measure."

"So you're going to kill all these women and children?" Broly interjected, his tone light but sharp as a knife.

Doberman almost broke through the defense.

If he weren't outmatched by this kid, he would have chopped Broly into mincemeat.

Doberman suppressed his anger and forced a smile that looked more like a grimace as he said to Cobra, "Your Majesty, rest assured, as long as it is determined that these people are innocent, they will be released immediately."

"Pfft—"

Broly laughed again, glancing sideways at Cobra. "Old King, based on your understanding of those guys in the government, do you think this is possible? You'd be better off believing I'm Qin Shi Huang than believing they'll release these people."

Cobra clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles were frighteningly white.

Although he didn't know who Qin Shi Huang was, he felt that Broly was right.

Based on his understanding of the World Government, he knew that once these women and children were taken away, there was a 99% chance they would be executed without hesitation, eliminating any future trouble.

"ah--!"

Suddenly, a pregnant woman screamed, clutched her bulging belly, and rushed frantically out of the hall.

That shout was like igniting a powder keg. The other pregnant women panicked and stumbled out, dragging their heavy bodies.

The baby in the palace maid's arms was terrified by the atmosphere of panic, and the cries of hundreds of babies suddenly erupted, the sharp cries piercing through the palace walls and even reaching the citizens outside the palace.

"What's wrong inside? A child is crying!"

"My child is inside too, is he alright?"

The citizens were abuzz with discussion, many of them parents of the baby, who anxiously squeezed towards the palace gates upon hearing the baby's cries.

On the outskirts of the crowd, a burly man in a purple robe, leaning on an ivory cane, frowned deeply as he gazed intently toward the palace.