One Piece: Adopting Akainu at the beginning, adopted son Barrett

Chapter 156 Moria, Give You a Choice
"Be thankful that I haven't gone crazy enough to kill a child. I wasn't as lucky as you back then. I met a group of slave traders who only knew how to kill and capture."

In a basement, Tru was looking at a shivering, gorgeously dressed child in front of him and talking to himself.

He was holding two corpses in his hands, freshly slaughtered, with the blood still hot, flowing in the basement like a stream, instantly filling the place with the smell of blood.

"Do you want to know why I want to kill your father and grandfather? Because they did something that I really hate, and I can't stop wanting to kill them!

This goal was originally to be assigned to my other accomplices, but... who told you that your family runs a business of raising a slave-hunting team to capture slaves?"

"Puff~"

After saying that, Tru threw the two bodies in front of the child, and looked at his terrified and helpless expression with a happy smile.

The feeling of taking personal revenge is great!

When he reached the exit of the basement, Tru turned around and said coldly to the child:

“When I was a child, I was orphaned by a slave-hunting team sponsored by the nobles. My parents died after I died, and I couldn’t even look at them.

Boy, I hope you won’t be on my list in the future. After sixteen, you will be in the range of being slaughtered, hehe…”

Tru grunted twice and then walked away. He still had a few targets to kill, and the game of hide-and-seek began again.

In the basement, the noble child looked at the bodies of his father and grandfather, and Tru's words kept playing in his mind.

After a while, low sobbing sounds were heard in the basement, and determination flashed in the child's eyes.

Such scenes were constantly played out in the central area of ​​the kingdom. Hatred, hesitation, and determination, each of the noble children left behind had made a decision to a greater or lesser extent.

Some of them were shrouded in fear and just wanted to live a life of idleness and wait for death in the days to come.

Others are filled with sorrow and hatred, silently planning their own revenge.

The simple changes in the appearance of Truji and his companions were deeply imprinted in the hearts and minds of some children.

Driven by the remaining seeds, the conflicts between classes quietly took root, waiting to sprout and grow.

Outside, the pirates, who were under great pressure due to the previous siege and the current breaking of the city, were venting their anger.

Without Captain Moria, they freely vented the evil and filth in their hearts in this sheepfold.

If Tru and others see or discover someone, they will assassinate him at their discretion.

After all, it is difficult to explain if we kill too many people, and the real time for them to turn against us is to wait until we reach the next isolated island used for repairs.

Otherwise, the fierce battle might affect innocent people, which is not what Tru and others want.

distance.

Moria had easily dealt with the remaining garrisons of the kingdom, harvesting the shadows of the losers.

He glanced at the inner city that was breached in an instant, shook his head, and chose to let his brothers vent their anger.

He wouldn't do those dirty things himself, but he wouldn't expect his crew to be exactly the same.

This is not realistic.

Moreover, the emotions after the fierce battle must be vented, and there are only a few ways to do it. Anyway, it is free now, so why not do it?

Thinking of this, Moria sat on the city wall and turned his gaze towards the sea.

He always felt that something was not right. Although his bounty had increased, the navy did not chase him. He felt a little strange these days.

Although the navy in this sea area cannot defeat them at all, they will always chase them symbolically a few times, as if to get the job done.

But now...it's weird, it smells like a conspiracy!

But even if Moria racked his brains, he couldn't figure out what the navy was up to. He could only play rock-paper-scissors with his own shadow while waiting for his men to finish their work. Because the last time he stayed in the second franchise country he visited, the navy didn't move out for a full half day, so this time it would probably take a long time to end.

"Your name is Moria, right? It's a nice name."

Suddenly, a voice came from beside Moria. Without paying too much attention, he nodded subconsciously.

"Ok!"

Moria became alert, then pulled away and looked sideways, only to see a short and thin man sitting next to him at some point.

He sat on the edge of the city wall, looking at the sea view in the distance, which was exactly the same as himself.

When? How did this guy come to me quietly?

"you are?"

Moria's instinct told him that he had better not be stupid and provoke the man next to him, as he would definitely die... No, he would probably end up miserably.

Because Moria could feel that the person next to him had no intention of killing, which proved that the other party would not easily become his enemy.

"Just to get to know each other, my name is Ross, you can call me Mr. Ross. You are wondering why I am here, right?"

Ross's words left Moria speechless.

Anyone would be suspicious, right? He appeared next to someone quietly and knew his name. He looked suspicious at first glance!
But there was no way, Moria felt that he had better go along with what the other party said.

So he nodded and said in a sharp voice:
"Very confused, so why did you come to me?"

"There's nothing special. I just want to talk to you briefly and give you some advice."

Ross spoke in a calm tone with a smile on his face, looking like a kind and amiable uncle.

"Just a quick chat? What do you want to talk about?"

"It's all right. For example, can you stop being a pirate and do something else?"

"........."

Moria was silent. He sat on the city wall with his back bent, looking straight at the scenery in front of him. Behind him was the crackling sound of hot charcoal after the raging fire.

Is this Ross here to make people laugh?
Don't be a pirate? What else can you do if you don't want to be a pirate? Besides, there is no turning back from being a pirate. He already has a 30 million bounty on his head. What's the point of saying this?

"Of course I can. If there's anything else I can do, I'll go. But that's almost impossible. I'm a pirate with a bounty of 30 million berries!"

Moria patted his thigh and said this with a firm tone.

Rose nodded.

Offering a reward of 30 million is a big problem, but with a little effort, this guy can be released.

Ever since Ross figured out some things, he felt that it would be better for him to give Moria another chance instead of giving up on him directly.

Although he already has his own ambitions, they can sprout new buds if they are doused a little.

"Okay, I got it. I'm leaving now. Someone will contact you in a few years. Bye."

"Inexplicable guy..."

Moriah talked to himself as he watched Ross suddenly disappear from his sight after leaving some words.

This guy really doesn't take him seriously at all... And why does the last sentence make me feel colder the more I listen to it?
It's just like being locked up in the Navy's juvenile detention center as a kid.

(End of this chapter)