How can I become the Pirate King if you don’t work hard?.

Chapter 147 Human Justice
talking.

The marines shuddered quietly, and in their hearts they had already labeled the pirates under Gawain as extremely dangerous.

After all, it is not scary that pirates are bloodthirsty and cruel, but it is scary if such a person is also cruel to himself.

Smoger, who was standing aside, frowned as he looked at these pirates:

"Even the elite of the Marine Headquarters can't do this... this... enjoy it to this extent, right? Is that man's charisma really that strong?"

Zefa looked at these pirates and couldn't help but sigh:
"I'm not curious at all. Maybe from the beginning... you didn't make a mistake in choosing someone."

"That guy is really a special pirate."

"Even if he becomes a king of a country, at least he will be a benevolent monarch."

Smoger was stunned, then lowered his head and remained silent.

After waking up, the only thing that lingered in his mind was the scene of being speechless after being confronted by Gawain.

"If there is no fairness, how can there be justice?!"

"So justice should be above everything else, and every evil being should be punished equally. Even the king has no right to execute civilians at will..."

"So-called fair justice?"

"Teacher, I don't understand..."

Zefa smiled slightly and sighed:

"I didn't understand it before, but after I was defeated by that guy and came to Raven Harbor, and witnessed the true side of this world, I suddenly understood."

"The Navy stands too high."

“What we worship is the flag of justice, the slogan of justice, and the concept of justice, but what really needs us are the living people who live under the flag of justice!”

"The justice of the navy is not the justice of not killing, nor the justice of ruling the world, nor the justice of burning, laziness, or absoluteness that carries a strong personal will."

“It should represent the justice of all people’s will, the justice of mankind.”

"Human justice...?"

Smoger muttered to himself, still revealing a hint of confusion in his eyes.

Zefa patted his shoulder and said:

"Let's go."

"Let's take another look at the real side of this world."

Say it.

The master and the disciple walked side by side towards Red Dragon Street. Fujitora had already been sitting on the street waiting for them, and he led the two of them slowly into Red Dragon Street.

All around.

Countless pirates passing by greeted Zefa enthusiastically, as if they had treated him as one of their own.

Even Smoker, who had been here before, was not recognized by the pirates present because he changed into navy clothes.

Zefa responded one by one, and the smile on his lips could not be suppressed no matter what.

"Brother, would you like a drink?"

A figure sounded behind Zefa.

Everyone turned their heads.

Then he saw the turbaned pirate who had been telling stories in the bar before, winking at Zephyr, acting like he was very familiar with him.

“Forget it~!”

"My old bones can't stand the torture."

Zefa waved his hand to refuse, with a bitter smile on his face.

"You are not happy now~"

The turban pirate curled his lips and felt a little bored for a moment.

Ever since he learned that Zefa had a similar experience to himself, his wife and children were killed by a group of pirates, and he was captured and had to board the ship.

The two men with similar experiences quickly became familiar with each other and were already on the verge of becoming close friends.

Seeing this, Zefa explained:

"I have to go to the back mountain to help them open up the wasteland. If I don't hurry, I'm afraid I won't be able to catch up with the next wheat season."

"Then you go ahead and do your work. I'll come find you in the evening."

Zefa nodded, then skillfully found some farm tools from the side and brought Smoker and others to the back mountain of Raven Harbor.

Behind Red Dragon Street.

It is a whole piece of wasteland. When Gaza was demarcated, this piece was also included.

Most of the pirates who stay here to retire are restless. Some have built small boats and fish in the nearby waters, while others have set their sights on these wastelands.

Everyone worked together to cultivate the land and plant flowers, fruits and wheat.

At this moment, many new sprouts have emerged in the cultivated fields, and when the sunlight shines on them, they reflect the light of new life.

After greeting the busy pirates around him, Zefa picked up a hoe, walked into a half-cultivated wasteland, and started working.

boom!
boom!
boom!
Accompanied by the hoe falling again and again.

Zefa's heart gradually calmed down.

"Teacher...you..."

Smoker had been confused since he entered Red Dragon Street and only reacted now.

He looked at Zephyr, then at the pirates active in the surrounding area.

For a moment, I felt that the scene before me was somewhat unreal.

Only those of them who were disciples and knew Zefa's past knew how deep this man's hatred for pirates was.

His wife and children, who were in their forties, died in the revenge of pirates.

He was in his sixties and was out to sea with a ship of interns when they were attacked by pirates. Not only did he lose an arm, but he also watched most of the people on the ship being killed by the pirate.

The only two people who survived were Ein and Binz, who are now closely following Zefa.

So it is.

If we were to ask who among the navy's top brass has the lowest tolerance for pirates, besides Akainu, it would be Zephyr in front of us. But now... what do I see?
Zephyr, who hates pirates so much, actually lives in peace with a group of pirates?
Even the aura between them... is simply... is simply no different from that of friends? !

"In the end what happened?"

Zefa did not answer Smoker's words, but threw a hoe to him and then pointed to the land beside him. His meaning was obvious.

Although Smoker was somewhat reluctant, at the moment he was only concerned about Zephyr's sudden change, fearing that he might have some psychological problems. He had no choice but to bite the bullet, roll up his trouser legs, walk into the field, and cultivate the wasteland in front of him with Zephyr.

With the combined efforts of master and disciple, the speed of reclamation was much faster than expected. In just one afternoon, they had reclaimed most of the wasteland, which amazed the pirates.

Only Smoker turned his head to look at Zephyr from time to time, his eyes full of confusion and anxiety.

He was now becoming more and more curious about what had caused such a sudden and drastic change in the old man's attitude towards pirates.

"teacher……"

"Have you ever heard of pirates?"

Zefa suddenly asked, and without waiting for Smoker to reply, he continued:
"Even if you know something, your attention should be on those people who have been bountied, right?"

Smoker was indifferent, because what Zephyr said was indeed the truth, and almost everyone in the navy thought the same.

"But how many of those people are in the pirate group?"

"I'm afraid it's less than one in a thousand. The real majority are the pirates standing around you and me right now."

"They may have their own shortcomings, their own little thoughts, and even committed unforgivable sins. Even now I think they should be judged."

"But I've been catching pirates for decades, and only now have I discovered what a real pirate is."

Zefa paused here, stood up and rubbed his waist, then bent down and continued:
"I won't tell you the answer. During this time, you stay with me and find it yourself."

"When the navy ship arrives, tell me your answer."

"This is my last lesson for you."

"Smoger, I see the future of the navy in you."

Smoger was slightly stunned, and suddenly felt that there was something extra on his shoulder.

He glanced around the surroundings and saw only the obvious smiles on the faces of the pirates. They were simple and honest, just like the civilians he had rescued before.

But these people are clearly pirates!

Pirates who kill and plunder on the sea!

The moment he thought of this, Smoger's heart was filled with more and more doubts.

The words that Gawain had said before reappeared before his eyes.

So much so that he subconsciously asked:
"Does Knight Gawain know the answer?"

"Of course he does."

Zefa showed a self-deprecating smile on his face:

"A pirate's understanding of justice is actually deeper than that of the navy who bear the brunt of justice. This is really the biggest joke I have ever heard in my life."

"Hahahaha~"

In the fields.

Zefa's laughter became louder and louder, attracting the attention of everyone around him.

Although everyone didn't know why he was laughing, a smile subconsciously appeared on their faces.

A few days later.

Smoker calmed down and followed Zephyr, witnessing with him the various lives of Gawain's pirate group in Red Dragon Street in Raven Harbor.

For the first time, I experienced the lives of most pirates, their joys, sorrows, anger and their beliefs.

He reclaimed wasteland with Zephyr, planted wheat with him, drank with everyone in the bar, and listened to the stories of pirates and their past experiences.

Also listen to what kind of image the navy has in the minds of pirates.

The master and disciple even walked into other areas of Raven Harbor to listen to witnesses, stories of civilians, and the navy from the perspective of civilians.

Smoger even saw with his own eyes the wheat he had planted sprout and be filled with the breath of life.

As time passed, Smoker gradually understood everything in front of him and found his own justice.

Inexplicably, he felt a little sorry for Gao Wen in his heart, and as time passed, this regret became heavier.

It was me who was wrong, not the man.

No.

What is wrong is this world.

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Time flies and a week passes.

Several warships slowly docked in Raven Harbor. The marines on board were armed with live ammunition and were in a tense posture.

In the cabin.

Ian subconsciously tightened his grip on the sword at his waist and warned:
"This is the headquarters of the Seven Warlords of the Sea!"

"Stay alert!"

"Pirates can never be trusted. No matter how careful you are with these evil parties, it's never too careful!"

on the deck.

The marines swallowed their saliva and gripped their rifles tightly in front of their chests. Even the muzzles of the guns on several warships were ready to fire.

"The opponent is one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea. Even Instructor Zephyr was defeated by him. He is an absolute monster!"

"Damn it! Why did the World Government establish an organization like the Seven Warlords of the Sea?"

"Are we going to witness with our own eyes the tragedies caused by pirates?"

All that came to their minds were the tragic tragedies that had occurred in the navy's internal cases, and the civilians who struggled to survive under the rule of pirates.

(End of this chapter)