"Ehhhhh, Nami!" Luffy whined, stretching his body out over the grassy deck of the Thousand Sunny. The crew had been at sea from the last island for nearly a month, and they were running out of supplies.
"What is it, Luffy?" Nami replied, slightly annoyed by Luffy's whining. It was a particularly hot day, today, and the heat made everyone just a little cranky.
"How much longer until we reach the next island?" Luffy asked again, he had asked Nami the same question three hours ago, he was starting to get on Nami's last nerve.
"I told you Luffy! We'll get to the next Island around sunset!" Nami snapped, slamming shut a book she was in the middle of reading. She looked at her Log Pose, the middle needle pointing straight ahead.
"What's the name of the island again?" Robin asked, also putting down her book.
"Fiore, I think it's called." Nami said pulling out a large map. She unrolled it on the flat surface of a table and added a paper weight to the four corners.
"According to what the old man from the last island said, the island is called Fiore, and it's very large; larger than Alabasta, Vivi's kingdom." As Nami began her second lecture of the island up ahead, the rest of the crew gathered around to listen.
"The old man said to look for a gentleman by the name of... Makarov Dreyar?" Brook confirmed, "he said that Makarov would be able to convert out Beries into Jewels, which is their form of currency."
Nami nodded, "Indeed, Fiore is different from a lot of the islands in the New World."
"How so?" Usopp asked, for he had not remembered all the the old man had told them.
"Their island is so large, and so many people inhabit that island, that Fiore is actually independent of the World Government, this explains why they have their own form of currency. So the Navy has no jurisdiction in their kingdom. We'd finally have a small breather from being chased all the time. However, you need special permission to dock at Fiore, which is why we can't loose our paper work."
Nami held up a small envelope, this contained all the papers needed to allow them to legally dock and explore the country.
"What else did the old man say?" Zoro asked, yawning as he had just woken up from his nap.
"He also told us to be on our best behavior, if we break any laws, we'd have to deal with the government in their country. He also warned us that the people their and the their technology were...different. He used the term "magical" but I believe he meant it in a more metaphorical sense than literal. I mean, magic doesn't exist." Nami huffed, amused by the idea of actual magic and sorcerers like the fairy tails they heard as children.
Everyone laughed with Nami as she rolled the map back up, Just then, Sanji came forth from the kitchen bearing cold drinks to bring temporary relief from the hot summer sun. As the crew enjoyed the beverages, the sun began to set, and an image of a large island came into view over the horizon. The island of Fiore.