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

Chapter 281 Three visits to the thatched cottage
Luo gave a few perfunctory replies and then fell silent.

Actually.

He experienced the tragedy twice in a row that he could only watch his companions die because of his own weakness, and could do nothing about it.

For Law, One Piece was no longer his top priority, or even ever had been.

He is now increasingly aware that only great power can be the cornerstone for solving all problems!

If I possessed the power of Knight Gawain, enough to stand shoulder to shoulder with a legend, then neither Shiki nor Doflamingo would be a problem!

Any obstacle can be shattered with a single strike.

But the clearer he was of this, the more he knew he couldn't rush things.

It's important to know that a pirate crew is divided into two types of roles: core officers and peripheral fry.

This is especially true for large pirate crews like the Gawain Pirates, which are destined to dominate the seas and rival the Four Emperors in the future.

This is inevitable as the size of the pirate crew increases.

What Luo wants to become is a true core figure under Gawain!
At least it can't be lower than that guy's...

Looking at the slender figure in the distance, Law's thoughts were pulled back to the Battle of Water Seven.

Lucci's words, tinged with contempt, "Completely surrender to power," pierced Law's heart like a sharp knife.

He naturally wouldn't hold a grudge against Lucci because of this, since what Lucci said wasn't wrong.

Back then, Law truly believed that the Golden Lion was invincible. Now that the Golden Lion has fallen, the shadow that had been hanging over Law's head has been completely shattered.

He regained his belief that he needed to gain absolute power to protect his companions and realize his dreams.

But men always have an awkward competitive spirit in certain areas, especially when facing an opponent who once looked down on them.

Don't be in a hurry!
We can't rush it at all!
Whether it was Bepo's statement or the seemingly casual attention that Knight Gawain paid to me, it all indicated that he had already valued my talent.

This time, I'm confident of victory!

With this thought, Luo's mind gradually calmed down.

He remained silent and followed behind the main group.

Seeing that Law was determined, Bepo stopped trying to dissuade him and turned to walk towards Chopper in the distance.

Once protected by Law, he could become a mascot who thought about everything and relied on the captain, but now that Bepo has understood the way of pioneering, he only wants to become the strongest one!

A pair of iron fists blasted everything in the shipping lane!
Whenever he thought of this, Bepo felt as if the blood in his body was about to boil.

"Chopper-senpai, let's begin today's training!"

Bepo lifted his coat, revealing the numerous weights covering his body.

No one knows just how heavy the load on Bepo's body was.

But what they could see was that with each step Bepo took, cracks would appear on the ice beneath his feet.

"Not bad!"

Chopper nodded in satisfaction upon seeing this:
"You are on the right track!"

He also lifted his shirt, revealing that the weights he carried were several times greater than Bepo's.

The two exchanged a glance, as if everything was understood without being said.

The two immediately crouched down and began hopping like frogs to catch up with the main group...

"One two one!"

"One two one!"

"One two one!"

……

On the glacier.

A bear and a deer, two humanoid beasts, leaped forward into the distance.

Sweat poured down their faces, and their bodies trembled, but nothing could shake their unwavering resolve.

The ordinary people around them were already used to it.

The fact that Gawain's pirates had been training in a way that was almost self-destructive over the past few days had made everyone gradually understand why they possessed such inhuman strength.

The saying "you reap what you sow" is not just an empty phrase here.

"Even setting aside their superhuman physical abilities, these guys' willpower is already inhuman. Even if you modified a human body, you probably couldn't sustain this level of willpower."

Barry took a puff of his cigar and couldn't help but sigh.

Now that the iceberg has disappeared, he has become the head of the shipwrights at the Carrera shipyard and has taken over the task of organizing the evacuation of refugees.

Food and fresh water distribution, wounded soldier treatment, personnel deployment...

These were things that Barry had never encountered before, one after another, presented themselves to him.

It was only at this moment that he realized just how much pressure the former iceberg had been carrying.

Most of the time, the hopes of others are a kind of pressure in themselves, a pressure so strong that it's suffocating.

Just a few days later, Barry's original cynical nature was smoothed out, and he became more and more composed, vaguely showing the shadow of an iceberg.

call--!
As he exhaled a puff of smoke, Barry relaxed a bit.

He turned to look at Franky, and couldn't help but ask a question.
"Have you really thought that through?!"

"of course."

Franky raised his hand and took off his sunglasses, his eyes resolute:

"My original purpose in staying in Water Seven was simply to protect my lovely family and to fulfill the legacy left by Mr. Tom."

"But now the Water Seven that our teacher once protected is gone."

between words.

Before Franky's eyes, it seemed as if he saw countless sea trains speeding across the ocean, stirring up waves, carrying countless people across the sea to the other side.

But now that Water Seven has been destroyed, such a dream is destined to remain unfulfilled.

Barry shook his head:
"Water City still exists, and so does Mr. Iceberg's will."

The two looked up.

All that could be seen were shipwrights from the Carrera shipyard and members of the Frankie family, moving through the crowd to help those in need.

Clearly, having gone through a great ordeal, these creatures, which were originally considered unruly and incompetent, have all grown considerably.

The same goes for Frankie.

The dazzling sunlight shone from afar, hitting his face and making his eyes shine even brighter.

He seemed to come alive at that moment.

"You're something else~ But I've already decided to build that ship in the future as a thank-you gift for that man. Want to come along?!"

"Of course!"

Barry smiled calmly:
"I am also a shipwright, and naturally I want my name to be passed down forever along with a ship, becoming a legend to be admired by future generations, even if its owner was a pirate..."

"No!"

“Mr. Gawain is definitely not a pirate. Compared to the so-called World Government, he is the one who truly has a heart for justice.”

"Indeed, there are only wrong names, not wrong nicknames."

"The most righteous man in the East China Sea?!"

"Well~"

Franky put a hand on Barry's shoulder, smiling broadly, because he had suddenly realized something:

"You know, if the Sea Train could be used for something else, Mr. Tom and Iceberg would probably be happy too..."

Barry paused for a moment, then nodded emphatically:

"Wasn't their original goal to help the people of Water Seven conquer nature and restore prosperity to the city?!"

"Since we're looking for an opportunity to rebuild Water City, why not turn this idea into reality?"

"That's right! That's right!"

The two hit it off immediately and even started to imagine future city planning and the design of the sea train track, talking until late at night.

……

As the stars and moon rose, a chill gradually crept in through the cold wind, and the group of survivors stopped on a deserted island.

When Aokiji froze the sea, he had obviously planned a route. At most, every two days, they would pass a deserted island where they could obtain fresh water and food.

However, things didn't go as Aokiji expected. There were signs of pirate activity on almost every island.

Water Seven is the core of the battlefield, but the pirates' activities cover the seas around Water Seven.

The number of people indirectly affected, or even killed by pirates, is almost incalculable.

On the island before us, there were even several completely burned-down huts, and several corpses lay in front of them, emitting a stench of decay.

Feeling pity, Fujitora stepped forward to collect the remains of the dead.

After a simple burial, he erected a tombstone, then found a spacious place to sit down and remained silent for a while.

In this era, it's not just the world government that can eat people, but also the pirates.

Among the former, there may be some officials who genuinely care about ordinary people at the bottom, but they cannot escape the influence of the world government, which is fundamentally flawed.

The latter may have had some difficulties at the beginning that forced them to go to sea, but as the killing continued, their humanity gradually became blurred until they were completely reduced to true beasts.

Fujitora raised his hand to steady the sword in his hand, feeling the chilling aura emanating from the blade, yet his blood burned with fervor at that moment.

But at that moment, a calm voice came.

"Have something to eat."

Fujitora twitched his nose, smelling a fragrant aroma that instantly eased his gloomy mood.

"Mr. Gawain?!"

"what."

"Then you're welcome."

Given the limited space and the fact that Fujitora wasn't one to stand on ceremony, he simply reached out and broke off a piece of fish, putting it in his mouth.

The caramelized fish skin, mixed with a subtle oily flavor, instantly fills the mouth.

"tasty!"

Fujitora was stunned for a moment.

Such delicious food shouldn't be here.

But after tasting it carefully, he realized that the fish was simply seasoned with coarse salt.

It is the chef's superb skills that allow him to cook mouthwatering dishes even under such simple conditions.

"Is he the cook on your ship?"

"what."

Gawain nodded:
"A man who is excessively stubborn but has an extremely firm will is a character flaw that is quite troublesome."

"Hahahaha~"

Fujitora chuckled a few times, and the image of a blond man with curly eyebrows involuntarily surfaced in his mind.

After eating the fish in his hand in a few bites, he held his sword and faced into the distance, as if he could see something clearly. At that moment, he heard Gao Wen's voice.

"Na~"

"Would you like to come aboard my ship, Yisheng?!"

"You've seen what the navy is like now; there's no room for someone like you to survive there."

Fujitora opened his mouth but didn't answer Gawain's question. He subconsciously raised his hand to touch his eyes and murmured:
"I'm really curious, what kind of face do you have? Are you thin, fat, tall, or short...?"

Accompanied by words.

Fujitora's expression hardened once more:
"There is no place for me in the Navy, but there is no place for me among the pirates either, so I might as well try to see if I can completely change the world."

"Being with you would certainly make life carefree and comfortable, but how could someone like me possibly enjoy all of this with a clear conscience?!"

"There are still too many people in this world struggling in the mud. If I can't help them when I have the ability, I won't be able to sleep soundly."

"so……"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Gawain!"

This is a difference in fundamental principles...

Gao Wen finally understood after seeing this.

Fujitora's mind was made up, and it was virtually impossible to get him on board.

but.

Gawain was not surprised by this.

After all, that's just Fujitora's personality.

He and T-Bone are the same kind of people, with a heart for the world and a deep empathy for the suffering of ordinary people.

These kinds of people see many things, but they don't see themselves.

See this.

Gawain said half-jokingly:

"Are you suggesting I have to visit you three times to get your help?!"

Fujitora was taken aback, then shook his head helplessly.

He didn't have many friends; Gawain was one of them, and a certain old guy who was stirring up trouble at Marine Headquarters was another.

The two individuals are complete adversaries.

But it is precisely because of this that he is able to understand the world more clearly.

Fujitora continued:
“Mr. Zephyr had invited me before.”

"navy?!"

"Yes and no."

Fujitora nodded, then shook his head:
"After leaving Raven Harbor, Mr. Zephyr has seen the shortcomings of the Navy and the World Government, and he is about to establish a brand new force."

"A force that is not controlled by the World Government and is completely independent of the current forces is called..."

"Neo Navy!"

"According to him, this is a force that can exercise true justice. I want to go and see; maybe that's what I'm waiting for."

Gawain nodded.

However, he was not surprised at all by the premature appearance of the Neo Navy.

After his previous encounter with Zeff in Alabasta, Gawain had already sensed a dramatic transformation taking place within Zeff.

Now it seems the time has finally come to take action.

However, the current Neo Navy is probably completely different from the crazy force that Gawain remembered, which hunted pirates all over the New World and even went so far as to plan to detonate an underwater volcano with a power rock to destroy the entire New World.

It's more like a force that originated from the navy but has independent decision-making power.

It can be simply understood as a Sword squad with greater authority and stronger combat power.

To be honest, this unit definitely allows Fujitora to unleash his full potential as a pirate rather than under Gawain's command.

"Then I wish you good luck in your military campaigns."

Gao Wen stopped dwelling on the issue.

Fujitora was a friend he acknowledged, and he couldn't be on the same boat as him. He sincerely hoped that Fujitora could get what he wanted.

It has nothing to do with interests or anything else; this is simply a blessing from a friend.

"Thank you."

Fujitora nodded, a face suddenly flashing through his mind:
"However, there is a young man who wants to join your team. He is an excellent choice in terms of both willpower and potential."

"Luo?"

A playful smile appeared on Gawain's lips:

"Then guess when he'll contact me first?!"

"Forehead……"

Fujitora was taken aback, and after a brief assessment, he spoke:

"A month?!"

"No!"

Gao Wen shook his head, his tone carrying an indescribable confidence:

"At most three days!"

(End of this chapter)