Chapter 249: Deadly Live Broadcast!
As soon as they appeared, King Silman, already trembling in fear, scrambled to pull out a Den Den Mushi.
As loyal lapdogs of the World Government, these nobles naturally had direct lines of communication to the top. And right now, Silman was counting on that lifeline to save his neck.
"Beru... Beru..."
The Den Den Mushi rang ominously. No one in the royal court dared breathe. The nobles and ministers stood frozen, afraid that even a wrong glance might provoke the wrath of the Dragon Hunter Pirates.
None of them noticed the news bird that had silently entered with Ryuunosuke and his crew. Around its neck was a live broadcast snail. And thanks to Morgans, the entire scene was now being streamed across the world.
After all, a pirate like Ryuunosuke openly attacking a World Government ally? That was front-page news.
And the world loved chaos.
"Hello, Silman."
"Do you have something important to report at this hour?"
The voice of a Celestial Dragon emerged from the Den Den Mushi—cold, arrogant, and entirely disinterested.
"Saint Zirawel, I..."
Before Silman could finish, a new voice cut in.
"So this is the name of the Celestial Dragon? Zirawel... Glad we could chat. I'm Ryuunosuke of the Dragon Hunter Pirates."
A moment of silence followed.
"From today onward, every kingdom that chooses to be a dog of the World Government... will be eliminated."
Ryuunosuke's voice was calm. Confident. Deadly. And it was being broadcast live to every corner of the world.
On the other end, Saint Zirawel's face twisted in confusion and fury.
He'd assumed Silman was calling to beg or deliver tribute, not to be hijacked mid-call by a pirate issuing death sentences.
The live feed from the surveillance snail confirmed everything. Zirawel's expression hardened.
"What exactly are you trying to do?!" he roared. "How dare a mere pirate threaten the World Government?! Do you really think justice won't strike you down?!"
Zirawel's voice thundered through the snail, puffed up with arrogance and false righteousness.
But in truth, he was rattled. He quickly sent his aides to alert the Five Elder. This wasn't just an isolated event. With the whole world watching, his every word now represented the World Government.
If he acted weak—or failed to respond decisively—the illusion of their control would begin to crumble.
Meanwhile, Ryuunosuke chuckled.
"I think you've misunderstood something, Zirawel."
His eyes gleamed as he stared directly into the broadcast snail.
"I'm not destroying your allies for sport. I'm dismantling a corrupt system—one that treats civilians as livestock, bleeds them dry for gold, and hides behind titles like 'nobility.'
"You call yourselves rulers, but you're nothing more than well-dressed leeches.
"Internally, you rule with an iron fist. Externally, you're cowards. And now, the Kingdom of Neroost is next. We're starting with the royal army and every noble who supported this rotten regime."
He smiled.
"And yes, it's all live."
"You can't do this!" Zirawel shouted, nearly hysterical. "If you dare lay a hand on the nobles—!"
But he could already see the writing on the wall.
Ryuunosuke and the Dragon Hunter Pirates didn't harm civilians.
That was the most dangerous part.
Because once the oppressed masses realized the pirates were here to liberate them, not loot them, everything the World Government built—the fear, the obedience, the status quo—would collapse.
If other kingdoms followed suit, the entire alliance structure could crumble. The balance would shift, not just economically or politically, but ideologically.
The Five Elders had just been informed. Panic flickered behind their composed expressions.
The Kingdom of Neroost was too far for them to intervene quickly. Even their closest naval base would need over two days to arrive.
And by then, it would be too late.
Inaction would lead to the fall of their first major ally, potentially inspiring a wave of revolutions. Civilians would reclaim their countries. And the Dragon Hunter Pirates? They'd be seen as liberators, not criminals.
Even worse, if Ryuunosuke declared this land as part of his own territory, the people would likely accept him.
Watching from their homes, the citizens of Neroost had tuned in to the broadcast.
"The Dragon Hunter Pirates say they won't touch civilians."
"Good. The nobles and royal troops are worse than pirates anyway."
"I'm getting my hoe. If I don't join in, there won't be any scum left to clean up!"
"Finally... someone is taking action. Daughter, I'm going to get justice for you!"
The people weren't waiting for confirmation. They didn't care if it was propaganda. Their anger had been simmering for years.
And now, Ryuunosuke's words were the match that lit the fuse.
The rebellion exploded instantly.
Elsewhere, Saint Saturn tried frantically to contact Morgans.
What was that damn bird trying to pull?
Morgans was the world's top newsman, but also a World Government pawn. Broadcasting this event meant he was burning bridges. Wasn't he afraid of retaliation?
But no matter how many times Saturn tried, the line stayed dead.
Unreachable.
In truth, Morgans was very afraid.
Which is why he'd already begun transferring all of his assets and resources days ago. In the underworld, Morgans had his own influence. He wasn't so easy to catch.
"Still unreachable," Saturn muttered, lowering the Den Den Mushi.
"So what now?" one of the other Elders asked. "We just let Ryuunosuke destroy everything we built?"
Saturn was silent.
"There's no military force close enough to respond," another said. "Even if there was, what good would it do? They planned this perfectly."
The Five Elders stared at the screen, helpless.
Meanwhile, on the ground in Neroost, the purge had begun.
The royal army, completely subdued by Machi, had already been disarmed. One by one, the nobles were rounded up and brought to a massive execution platform.
None were executed yet.
They were tied down, lined up, and forced to face the angry masses.
The executioners stood at the ready, silent and grim.
The nobles screamed, begged, cried—but no one listened.
Not even the crowd.
No cheers, no applause. Just cold, watching eyes.
And the world watched too.
Live.
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