"So, that's Drum Isnd."

  "It's cold!"

  "It's a Winter Isnd, right? I wonder how the people in that pce live."

  Snapping his fingers, all of a sudden, a puff of smoke appeared, and everyo on their jackets, which warmed their bodies.

  "Jacket? How?!"

  "But it's warm...."

  They knew well how they could get this jacket, but let's talk about that ter sihey had to admit that this jacket was so warm...

  "Drum Isnd..."

  Masa looked at the distant isnd that had many drum-shaped mountains that jutted out from the ground and became the trademark of this isnd. Yet, pared to the drum-shaped mountains, he was more ed about the weather on this isnd.

  "It is a Winter Isnd, right?

  "Yeah, for a year, it will be full of snow all the time."

  Due to the unique magic field of the Grand Line, many isnds are in a stant state of one particur season. There are still different seasons on each isnd, ranging from Summer Isnd summer to Winter Isnd winter, with the weather in each season depe oype of isnd.

  The Drum Isnd was included within the Winter Isnd, so no matter whether it ring, a summer, an autumn, or even a winter, all of them would be in the winter.

  Masa felt that the uniqueness of the weather was definitely reted to the lost history of the area and strengthened his guess of what a One Piece was.

  'Should I get the memory of a Nico Robin?'

  If it was before, Masa might not have had an i in history, but as he saw the mighty a on, the strangeness of geography, and many other things in the world, he khat they were all useful for him and all of Masa.

  Masa might not love trouble, but somehow, as he khat trouble came to him, he khat he had to make the first move before they made a move on him.

  As for the D family or those saviors or whatever over there, he didn't care.

  More importantly, if 20 kings of the Celestial and the D family could make their own history, then why couldn't Masa do the same?

  "But, how do the people on this isnd make money? Isn't it all full of snow?" a suddenly asked, but her eyes were staring at Masa.

  "...you are asking me?"

  "Yes."

  "..."

  Yet, somehow, when this question was thrown out, everyone was curious, and Masa must know the ahey thought.

  Many tries were part of the Wover, and the amount of tribute they had to pay was parable to the popution they had.

  In other words, the more popution it had, the more tribute it had to pay.

  So, how did the Drum Kingdom, which came from a Winter Isnd, pay its tribute?

  "There are many ways, you know? Fishing, fur industries, wood, tourism, and some minerals."

  "Minerals?"

  "Strangely enough, those nds that don't have a good harvest or are limited by harsh weather usually have a lot of minerals in them."

  "You mean... like a gold or an iron?"

  "Yes."

  "So, this isnd will be full of gold and iron?"

  a's eyes had already turned into a belly symbol when she heard Masa's words, thinking this was a great pce to visit!

  "There is a high ce, but I 't say for sure sihere hasn't been much of a discovery, but then again, the reason why it is famous is because of the doctors. In other words, the medical knowledge of doctors on this isnd is high."

  "Ah, so it is due to medical knowledge..."

  If it was minerals, such as gold and other preetals, then a khere should be a way for them to steal it, but knowledge? While it was important, this wasn't a realm of her expertise, and they were fag people instead of non-living beings, so she k was useless in her hands.

  "But I have heard that the new king of this kingdom had banished or killed most of the doctors in his kingdom," Kalifa suddenly said.

  "Ah, how could you tell?" Perona asked curiously.

  "...I was a before, did you fet?"

  "Oh." 3x

  As expected of a, they thought.

  "Still, this new king is quite smart," Masa said.

  "Ha?" 4x

  Hearing those words, the four stared at Masa in fusion.

  The treasures of the Drum Kingdom were their doctors, yet Masa told them that the new king of the Drum Kingdom was smart after banishing or killing most of the doctors, leaving only the best.

  "...are you serious, Masa?"

  Watg their fusion, Masa said, "You know the Heavenly Tribute, right?"

  "Of course."

  Everyone khe Heavenly Tribute was a heavy tax that a kingdom had to pay to the Wover so they could be a member of the try.

  "He the Heavenly Tribute is based on how much the number of the popution is. The rger the popution, the higher a kingdom or a try has to pay for this tribute. So, this new king knows that his kingdom 't have a lot of doctors who save his civilians, or else, the tax that he will pay will be tremendous."

  After all, if there were more doctors, more people would be saved, and the popution would increase; by then, how could the new king even pay the tribute?

  "....."

  Somehow, all of them couldn't help but be shocked sino one expected the new king, ol, to have such a sharp mind. If he killed the popution, then it would lead to terrible sequences, but if it was only the doctors, then no one would say much. More importantly, with the extreme temperature of the isnd, even if the king did nothing, without doctors, the popution would die of a natural death, so the king wouldn't be bmed, and he could enjoy the mohat came from the tax, without paying much of the Heavenly Tribute.

  "...isn't this king too evil?"

  The image of ol in their minds quickly became a mysterious evil king that would extort his people till they were thin like a husk.

  "Well, it might be because this guy is just greedy."

  When Masa thought of the image of a ol, he knew well that this guy was greedy, but even if ol was greedy, it didn't mean ol was stupid. Instead, this guy was retively witty, especially when ol could return to bee a king after he lost everything and became a vagabond.

  Yet, since Masa had appeared, ol might not have had a ce to do that, especially sinbsp;he was ied in ol's Devil Fruit, Baku Baku no Mi.

  However, somehow, his thoughts were interrupted when he heard a loud voice from a distanbsp;

  "Hey, stop! Don't e over! This pce is dangerous!"

  "Huh?"

  Everyone was fused as they saeople standing at the shore, screaming at all of them to leave.

  "The king has targeted you! Please leave!"

  "He will eat you!"

  "Don't nd on this isnd!"

  "..."

  Masa, a, Perona, Kalifa, and Brook could only say that those people were kind of cute somehow.

  The only problem was that all of a sudden, something emerged from the o and caught everyone off guard as a gigantic ship with a lot of soldiers with flintlocks stood with their guards and showed their aggressive aura while being led by a rge man with a der-shaped jaw made up of tin ptes.

  "Mahahahaha! What a beautiful ship! Now, I procim that ship is mine! Get the hell out of my property, bastard!"

  "....."

  Perona blinked her cute eyes and asked, "Masa, who is that guy...?" While she had an idea, she couldn't help but ask.

  "The king of the Drum Kingdom, ol."

  "....."

  The image of the evil, crafty king who extorted his popution in ingenious methods was shattered at that moment.