Time Travel: Age of Discovery

"I just hope he doesn't cause any major trouble this time. Fishman Island has just calmed down a bit, and we can't let him tarnish the reputation of our navy again." Zhan Guo shook his head and prayed silently in his heart, then changed the subject, "I was originally thinking of sending him on an overseas mission, but now it seems that I'd better let Flying Squirrel go. After all, that guy is more reliable."

At this point, Zhan Guo's eyes flickered, as if remembering something. "By the way, there's been quite a bit of activity on Shabaodi Island lately. I heard there's been some new developments on the Rocinante side?"

Zephyr's eyes flashed with a serious expression upon hearing this. "Indeed, Doflamingo's plan to take over the black market is in full swing, but he's completely unsuspecting of Rosinante, revealing many of his core secrets to him. However, now isn't the best time to act, as Rosinante is investigating something extremely secretive of Doflamingo's, something even more important than the black market itself. We don't know what it is, exactly."

Zhan Guo sighed, his fingers tapping lightly on the table, a mixture of emotions welling up in his chest. "Rosinante is our eyes, our only hope. And that kid, Teja, ah, is such a headache. Forget it, let him mess around on Fishman Island for now. He'll come back when he's had enough fun."

At this moment, Zefa suddenly raised his head with a serious expression, his eyes flashing with determination. "Zhan Guo, I plan to go to sea myself and select potential recruits from other naval bases.

In the dimly lit palace, Neptune's eyes were like whirlpools in the deep sea, locked tightly on Tiger. Time seemed to freeze at this moment, leaving only the sound of waves hitting the rocks outside the window echoing.

"Liberate the slaves? This... is not a joke, right?" Neptune's voice was low and powerful, and every word was like an undercurrent surging in the seabed, carrying a force that could not be ignored.

Tiger lowered his head, his hair shimmering faintly with a seaweed-green light. His voice was tinged with the salty, deep water. "I am serious, Your Majesty. Every sleepless night, I think over and over again. It is our imprisoned souls crying out."

Princess Otohime's fingers gently stroked the pearl shell pattern on her sleeve. Her gaze, gentle and complex, passed through the crowd and met with Thea. There was both anticipation and a subtle worry in her eyes, as if asking, "Can you understand the weight of this?"

"Navy, what do you think?" Neptune suddenly turned the topic to Thea, with a hint of subtle provocation and questioning in his tone.

Teya took a deep breath, as if sucking all the air from the palace into his chest, and then slowly exhaled. He took two steps forward, each one akin to crossing the chasm of race and position. "I respect Mr. Tiger's determination," he said, a subtle tremor in his voice. "But just as a voyage requires an accurate nautical chart, this also requires a thorough plan."

As Thea finished speaking, the atmosphere in the palace instantly reached a fever pitch. He had rehearsed King Neptune's wrath countless times, but when he actually saw that sturdy arm slamming down on the chair handle like a raging wave, he still felt a surge of fear.

"Ridiculous! Do you want to push Fishman Island into the abyss of no return?" Neptune's roar was like an underwater volcanic eruption, deafening.

Despite Tiger's almost blind trust in Thea, in King Neptune's eyes, Thea is always a marine wearing a human mask, an elusive outsider. Especially at this sensitive moment, Thea's support for Tiger's plan is more like a potential bomb that could detonate the peace of Fishman Island at any time.

King Neptune's concern wasn't just about the direct conflict Tiger might spark. More profoundly, if Tiger attacked the high-ranking Celestial Dragons, the entire Fish-Man race would be caught in the crossfire. Their seat at the World Conference, and even the very existence of Fish-Man Island, would be in jeopardy.

What hurts King Neptune the most is that the wrath of the Celestial Dragons may affect every innocent fishman, making their living space even narrower, just like a small fish pushed into the crevices of the reef by the waves.

Princess Otohime stood nearby, her gaze like warm sunlight, always illuminating Tiger. She felt an indescribable surge of emotion, a wave of determination and courage emanating from Tiger's heart, causing her body to tremble slightly.

"Forget it," King Neptune finally spoke. His gaze shifted from Thea back to Tiger, and his tone was filled with a hint of helplessness and compromise. "Since you have made up your mind, then let us see where this unexplored road will lead us."

At that moment, everyone in the palace felt a subtle shift in the air, as if an invisible force were slowly turning the wheel of Fishman Island's fate. With every step on my way home, my thoughts churned like waves in a raging storm, until a cold reality pierced my heart like a sharp sword: the plight of slaves, darker than the abyss, more bitter than purgatory. They remained bound by invisible shackles, struggling on the brink of humanity.

Even Teya, who was standing nearby, was deeply shocked by Tiger's eyes that were burning with the flames of unyielding spirit. In those eyes was a desire for freedom and a silent protest against oppression.

King Neptune, the king of the sea, seemed to be drawn by Tiger's determination at this moment and fell into deep meditation, with unknown waves hidden in his sea-blue eyes.

"But..." Tiger's voice trembled slightly, yet was remarkably firm. He stood up from his kneeling position, like the first ray of light at dawn, and looked directly at King Neptune and Princess Otohime. "I know this trip will cause trouble to the noble King and Princess, so I returned first as a token of my sincerity."

"My determination is as solid as a rock and cannot be shaken."

King Neptune's gaze grew penetrating, as if he could see into people's hearts. "What truth has your journey revealed?"

Tiger's brows were twisted into a small mountain, and his voice was low and powerful: "I met humans, they..." At this point, Tiger clenched his hands into fists, as if fighting the pain and anger deep in his heart. In his eyes, there was both long-suppressed anger and fearlessness for the future.

Upon hearing this, Princess Otohime's heart sank as if it were weighed down by a heavy stone. Her trembling hands unconsciously covered her cheeks, and tears fell silently like pearls from a broken string. She seemed to be able to feel the suffocating pain and anger through Tiger's fortitude.

Walking out of the threshold of Ryugu Castle, Teya stood on the steps that symbolized power and peace, looking at the harmonious and peaceful scene on Fishman Island. He felt mixed emotions in his heart and couldn't help but sigh.