Pirates: There is no prohibition of fishing in Marijoa.

After Jerry finished speaking, he and Dora went straight out of the port, and soon passed through the outermost bubble and entered the sea.

"Dora, you lead the way and I'll follow."

As he flew out of the sea, Jerry turned and said to Dora.

"Eh? Brother Jerry, you don't need to use bubbles, is it okay to swim over like this?"

Dora was surprised to find that Jerry's swimming speed in the water was not slower than hers.

You have to know that the mermaids in this world are famous for their speed in the water, just like some men.

"Don't worry about me. Just lead the way as fast as you can."

As he walked, Jerry quickened his pace and circled around Dora, smiling, demonstrating with his actions that he was also famous for being fast.

"Okay, I know."

Dora nodded and swam faster towards the Sea Forest.

As the two of them hurried along at an incredibly fast speed, it didn't take long before they saw a dense underwater forest appearing ahead.

With the sunlight shining through from the sun tree Eve, many beautiful corals grow in the forest, and there are also many schools of fish foraging in the area.

Most of the forest was enveloped in a gigantic bubble, and in the distance, an enormous ship, as big as half the size of Fishman Island, could be vaguely seen.

"Brother Jerry, the Sea Forest is ahead."

Pointing to the huge underwater forest ahead, Dora turned her head and said.

The two stopped in the water and observed the situation for a while. Jerry frowned and said to her:

"Don't worry, I can see a lot of fishmen gathering over there. Next, I'm going to change my clothes before going over there."

"You have to hide well, or you can go back now. I'm afraid I won't be able to take care of you later."

As Jerry spoke, he took out two long cloaks from the system space, put them on himself from head to toe, and handed the other one to Dora.

"I'll hide it!"

Dora stuck out her tongue, grabbed the cloak, and was determined to follow.

Jerry looked at her, thought for a moment, and felt that it should be okay. Most of the people ahead were mermen, but there were mermen too, just very few in number. If it didn't work, he could let Dora blend into the crowd.

"Then let's go first. If there's chaos, try to hide and protect yourself."

Without further ado, Jerry took the lead and continued to rush forward.

After entering the forest, the two mixed in with the crowd who came to join in the fun, followed the footsteps of the large group, slowly moved inside, and came to an empty valley.

It was still early, not yet the time announced by Hodie Jones, but on the one hand, Fishman Street was not far away, and on the other hand, this kind of public execution performance was an annual drama that most Fishman Street extremists could not miss.

Even though no one has been seen yet, we can already see a lot of people gathering here one after another.

After sensing, Jerry did not find any trace of Hodie Jones and his gang, let alone any trace of Wallace.

While there was plenty of time, he decided to ask Dora to take him for a walk so that he could get a general understanding of the surrounding terrain.

Dora was not very familiar with this area. It seemed that she had only been here with her family before, and they rarely talked about this place. She only knew that Princess Otohime of the kingdom was buried here.

There was no choice but for the two to walk towards the direction of Princess Otohime's tombstone, which Dora was more familiar with. The further they went along the way, the fewer onlookers came from Fishman Street.

It seems that the execution location mentioned in the news is indeed the place where the most people gathered just now.

Not long after, the two walked to the tombstone of Princess Otohime. After glancing at the quiet and peaceful environment around them and then looking at the big tombstone, Jerry could only sigh in his heart at her kindness and bravery.

Princess Otohime dares to take action for reform and wants to lead the people of Fishman Island to truly achieve peaceful coexistence with humans, so that everyone can live freely under the sun.

This courage and intention are indeed worthy of admiration, but her pace seems too fast, too simple and idealistic.

Even the negative emotions such as fear and hatred of humans that have accumulated within the race over the years, as well as the conflicts and darkness caused by those negative emotions, have not been completely resolved.

She wanted to achieve her goal in one step, which ultimately led to all her efforts going to waste.

After a brief mourning, the two turned around and walked back. After all, this was not their destination. It was only because Dora knew this place that she came to take a look.

After the two returned to the entrance square of the Sea Forest from Fishman Street, Jerry felt that the surrounding area was just an ordinary clearing in the forest. There was nothing to observe. The most he could do was to help Dora find a hiding place in advance.

After walking around, he blended into the crowd again. With nothing to do, Jerry casually listened to the conversations of the surrounding fishmen.

I just feel that I don't know whether this group of people were influenced by Hodie Jones and his gang, or whether the original tradition of Fishman Street is like that. Basically, they are all racists who are narrow-minded, have unrealistic ideas, think highly of themselves but have no ability.

As time passed, more and more people gathered.

After a while, the number of people reached a point where there was no end in sight.

Suddenly, Jerry sensed something and turned his head to look inside the forest.

Afterwards, the crowd of onlookers gradually quieted down and turned their heads to look over.

The figures of Hodie Jones and his group of nearly ten people slowly appeared.

The most conspicuous one among them was a scorpion fishman who was held in front of them, tied with thick iron chains and covered with wounds.

Obviously, the fishman who was tied up, staggering forward and being kicked was Wallace.

He had been badly beaten by that gang of thugs and looked extremely weak.

"Brother Wallace..."

Seeing them appear, Dora covered her mouth with her hands and murmured softly while looking at Wallace who was covered in scars.

It was hard to imagine what kind of treatment this fishman brother, who tried his best to comfort them when they first met and often used his various funny stories to amuse them, had suffered yesterday.

"Humph!"

Staring at Wallace, who had been tortured to the point where he might not even recognize himself if his horse came, Jerry's eyes flashed coldly and he was extremely angry.

The anger in his chest seemed like it could explode at any time, and the veins on his clenched fists were visible, like the calm before the storm.

"Dora, please step back and hide in the place we just discussed."

After whispering instructions to Dora, Jerry twisted his neck and twirled his fists like a cheetah ready to attack, pushing through the crowd and stepping forward.

"I'm going to beat the shit out of you today, your sphincters are tight enough!"

Jerry said coldly as he walked straight to the center of the square.