Sakata Gintoki's words successfully captured everyone's attention.
Simultaneously, it caused them to distance themselves from Sakata Gintoki and remain vigilant.
This was a stranger.
Strangers appearing in Ohara were mostly people with ulterior motives.
"Who are you?" Groba asked, staring at Sakata Gintoki.
"He is my friend," Olivia quickly explained from the side.
Groba glanced at Olivia, patted his shoulder, and then looked at Sakata Gintoki, asking, "What is your purpose in approaching Olivia and coming to Ohara?"
Sakata Gintoki did not show any panic due to Groba's inquiry.
On the contrary, Sakata Gintoki remained calm, smiling as he said, "Allow me to introduce myself. I am Rear Admiral of the Xuanwu Navy, known as the 'Sword Immortal,' Sakata Gintoki."
"We came to Ohara because our Marshal learned that the World Government is destroying Ohara and covering up the hidden century of history."
"Therefore, we have secretly come to the East Blue, hoping to pack all of you... to transport you and all the books here to the East Blue to settle down."
"On our territory, we can guarantee that you can conduct your research safely."
"Even, if you are willing, we can provide you with Xuanwu Navy soldiers to protect your safety."
What Sakata Gintoki said was all told to Sakata Gintoki by Benedict.
This was in case, if Benedict was held up by the World Government, Sakata Gintoki could proceed according to plan.
Although Groba was immersed in archaeological research, it did not mean he was unaware of the Xuanwu Navy.
The creation of the Xuanwu Navy, and the propaganda flyers that rained down from the sky, were still preserved in the library.
Furthermore, recent events concerning the Xuanwu Navy had spread across the seas.
Especially the incident on Flowing Island, what the Xuanwu Navy did was still fresh in their memories.
Old Curator Groba was tempted, but after a moment, he said with regret, "There is no time left."
"Not long ago, people from the World Government issued us an ultimatum."
"To abandon and destroy those materials."
"I refused."
Speaking of this, Old Curator Groba looked at Olivia again and said, "I'm afraid the Navy's forces should have already surrounded Ohara by now."
Olivia's face turned pale at this, and the others also looked dejected.
They pursued the truth and excavated history, but they also touched upon the interests of the World Government.
They were unwilling to personally destroy the information that generations of them had collected with great effort, resources, and time.
"So what?" Sakata Gintoki sneered contemptuously upon hearing this.
"We will kill as many as they send."
"No one can stop us, no matter who comes."
Sakata Gintoki looked at Old Curator Groba seriously and said, "Now, I need you to give me an answer. If we can ensure your and these books' safe departure, are you willing to relocate?"
Olivia also hoped that everyone would leave quickly. Only by staying alive could they continue to seek the truth and announce it to the world.
"Uncle Groba," Olivia called out almost pleadingly.
Old Curator Groba was silent for a moment, then looked at everyone and made a decision.
"Everyone, we had previously thought there was no hope, so we gave up."
"But now, an opportunity has presented itself."
"We cannot guarantee absolute safety with this opportunity."
"Therefore, I hope everyone will decide whether to trust the Xuanwu Navy and leave here by voting."
Olivia understood Old Curator Groba's intention and quickly said, "Everyone, we are scholars, scholars seeking truth. We want the truth of history, not to be hidden by the World Government, deceiving the world."
"So, we need to work together and continue to live."
"At least, we must wait until the day the truth is revealed."
Simple and direct words can have different effects in certain occasions and atmospheres.
And in the current situation, not all the scholars here wanted to die, nor did they all want to give up the materials they had collected with so much effort.
So, someone raised their hand.
Then, more and more people raised their hands.
Seeing this scene, Old Curator Groba's expression was somewhat complex, but he quickly forced a smile and said, "Everyone, get moving."
"We don't have much time. Everyone go reunite with your families and pack your belongings."
"And leave some people to pack the books here."
Upon hearing this, Sakata Gintoki smiled and said, "We can also help with packing the books and transferring them to the large ship."
"And it will be very fast."
"Of course, the old curator can also arrange for people to guide them."
Old Curator Groba pondered slightly and then agreed.
Sakata Gintoki looked outside the library and nodded.
Before long, over a hundred Xuanwu Navy soldiers had gathered outside, standing in formation, awaiting orders.
Seeing this scene, Old Curator Groba and the others were shocked by the discipline of the Xuanwu Navy, but they were also satisfied by it.
The rest of the task became much simpler.
Old Curator Groba remained in the library with some of the older individuals, guiding the Xuanwu Navy soldiers to quickly pack various books and documents before transferring them to the hidden merchant ships.
Sakata Gintoki left the task to his subordinates, while he, accompanied by Olivia, arrived outside a house.
Standing outside, looking at the faint light within, Olivia's mood was very tense and complex.
Sakata Gintoki stood by her side, looking at Olivia's exquisite face, observing her complex expression of joy, regret, and heartache, and felt a pang of melancholy.
Was he really here to see his daughter?
Jingle bells, the sound of bells rang out.
It was Olivia, unable to hold back her desire to go inside. As she pushed the door open, she also triggered the door chime hanging inside.
Nico Robin, inside the house, heard the chime, happily closed her book, and ran out, calling, "Grandpa Groba, is that you?"
The door opened, and a petite figure rushed out.
Looking at the petite figure radiating with smiles, Olivia could no longer control her emotions. She stepped forward, hugged Nico Robin, and burst into tears.
"Robin, my daughter."
Nico Robin was a little bewildered at first.
But as the familiar voice kept echoing in her ears, her mother's figure and face began to flicker in her mind.
At this moment, Nico Robin could no longer control her young heart's endless longing for her mother.
"Mom!"
"I miss you so much!"
"Waaah~!"