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

Chapter 353 The Sacred Realm of Camelot

Zefa raised his hand, his voice low and resolute:

"A wave that will sweep the world is coming, and everyone's fate will be affected. This is also our opportunity—our opportunity to pursue true justice!"

"I've heard the name G5 branch so many times that I'm sick of it."

"We are the navy of the new era."

"we are……"

"Neo Navy!"

Fujitora had no idea where the world would go in the future.

But there are people like Gawain and Zephyr.

The future probably won't be too bad.

Recalling what he had heard from Zephyr about Gawain's assessment of the world and the Great Pirate Era started by Roger, he couldn't help but become curious again.

When the world government brings out ancient weapons as a new pressure regulator, the key to breaking through this point and reshaping this era lies there.

a long time.

Fujitora raised his head, trying to open his eyes, which had long since lost their sight, and looked at Zephyr in the distance, but could only see nothingness.

He gripped the Black Wire in his hand, feeling the will of the blade, his tone firm and resolute:

"We are the Neo Navy!"

The wind has picked up again at the port.

The abandoned warship was covered with rust marks left by the passage of time and countless dents from guns and cannons, like the scars on a veteran's medal.

It's old.

Unable to set sail again.

They are not old yet.

There is also a burning passion and will to confront the hardest things in the world.

……

It was also at the same time.

New world.

Whitebeard Pirates.

An unprecedentedly heinous crime is unfolding.

When the people on the ship found Sachi, the captain of the Fourth Division, he was already lying in a pool of blood, a dagger piercing his heart from behind.

Thatch is quite strong; among the commanders of the Whitebeard Pirates, he is second only to a handful of others, including Marco and Diamond Jozu.

Only Whitebeard on this ship could kill him with a single blow without him being able to resist.

It was clearly done by one of their own people.

At this moment, a large crowd had gathered on the street, all looking at Sachi's corpse with solemn expressions.

Wow——!
A rumble of thunder rolled across the sky. Whitebeard pushed aside his subordinates and walked to Thatch's corpse, his face cold and his whole body filled with murderous intent.

Its entire body radiated an aura of dominance, and the thunder rumbling in the sky seemed to subside in fear of the king who had reached the height of rage.

The white-bearded man glanced around and asked:

"Where's Teach?!"

"He said something came up and he left on a spare boat. Oh, and he said he told my dad before he left."

The speaker was a logistics officer in the Whitebeard Pirates. Although he wasn't a captain, he wielded considerable power.

Moreover, the pirates under Whitebeard's command were generally lax in their conduct, so they did not pursue these matters further.

But looking at it now, it made him break out in a cold sweat.

"correct!"

The pirate opened his eyes wide and exclaimed in surprise:
“I once heard Sachi mention that he obtained a special Devil Fruit during a previous operation, but he couldn’t find the fruit’s real name even after searching through the encyclopedia.”

"He hasn't eaten anything."

Whitebeard had a vague sense of foreboding:
"Search!"

Ace stood to the side, opening his mouth.

He still didn't believe that Teach would attack Satch.

Both men are veterans on the ship, with seniority comparable to Marco's. Blackbeard, in particular, has always been seen as an honest man, making it unlikely that he would do something like this.

just.

Ace looked at Whitebeard's eyes and ultimately didn't dare to speak.

He led his men into the cabin, pushed open Blackbeard's door, and saw only a mess on the floor.

All the valuables were taken away, leaving only a Devil Fruit on the desk that had been bitten in and was no longer effective.

"That guy Teach actually..."

Ace stood in the cabin for a long time until Whitebeard came in, expressionlessly picked up the half-eaten fruit, and slumped down on the bench. Only then did Ace come to his senses.

Having weathered many storms and fought for decades, Whitebeard, still widely recognized as the strongest man, seemed to have aged considerably at this moment.

His back was somewhat hunched, showing signs of hardship and aging.

Ace felt as if his heart was being torn apart by this scene.

Teach was his subordinate, Thatch was his friend, and Whitebeard was the father he truly acknowledged, but now...

Blackbeard's killing of Thatch broke Whitebeard's ironclad rule against attacking one's own comrades.

Ace felt anger, but even more so, confusion and bewilderment.

He still remembers the scene in that battle where Blackbeard took a bullet for Thatch and comforted him.

He simply couldn't reconcile that kind-hearted man with the murderer who personally plunged a dagger into his companion's chest.

He decided to ask him to find out the truth.

"Dad, Teach is my man, I'll take responsibility for this!"

After saying this, Ace pushed aside his companions who were trying to stop him, his body burst into flames, and he sailed away in his small boat.

Night had fallen, and on the distant sea lay only endless darkness, enough to swallow everything.

Compared to that, the sun burning in the sky is but a fleeting moment of brilliance.

By the time Whitebeard reached the deck, Ace's firelight had already disappeared on the distant horizon.

Despite the surging waves, the massive and sturdy Moby Dick remained unshaken, yet for some reason, Whitebeard felt a sense of unease.

What difference is there between what happened tonight and a knife to his heart?
An unprecedented emotion welled up in Whitebeard's heart, and a hint of panic even appeared on his face.

He has already lost one son; he cannot afford to lose a second!

"Bring Ace back!"

Marco belatedly realized what was happening, took Ace's Den Den Mushi from his pocket, and dialed the number.

Blu-bloom—!
The urgent ringing of the bell on the deck went unanswered.

Joz, who was standing nearby, couldn't help but step forward to comfort her:

"Dad, Ace is very strong, far stronger than Teach. There shouldn't be any accidents."

Even if he is defeated, he can still escape unscathed without any problem.

Whitebeard didn't reply, but stood on the deck for a long time until dawn before he finally gripped his sword and walked back into the cabin.

No matter what, no matter how things get, I still have the knife in my hand. Now no one can stand against me, and no one will dare to harm my son!
His back straightened up again.

He waved to Marco and the others behind him, his tone indifferent:
"If he wants to go, then let him go."

"He carries the banner of Whitebeard, and Teach must pay the price for his actions."

"On my ship, the only ironclad rule is: never attack your own comrade!"

……

……

Britannias.

Several months have passed since that great battle, and the lava in the giant crater has gradually cooled down, leaving only solid volcanic rock, but the rivers still flow backward.

Every day, a large amount of seawater is poured into the giant pit. Standing on the edge of the pit, you can already vaguely see the water at the bottom. However, it will take at least another six months to fill it.

As Gawain predicted, the sea level rose, but only by a few centimeters, which is not much, yet it has already submerged more than one-tenth of Britannias.

In addition to the area occupied by the giant crater, the country's usable land was reduced by nearly half, and countless people died as a result, but those who survived still had hope.

now.

The edge of the huge pit.

Under the command of the guards, countless civilians rebuilt their homes, and a small town began to take shape.

The streets are crisscrossed and the areas are rationally divided, already hinting at a prosperous future.

Although it is far from being comparable to the former Avalon, such a magnificent city was the result of the hard work of generations.

Now they have become pioneers.

"The street layout needs to be changed; this design simply doesn't leave enough room for expansion!"

"What the hell!"

"This is your blueprint? I could just let a duck make a footprint, and it would look more realistic. Redo it, redo it!"

"Mr. Tezoro's supplies have arrived? Please come in, with the highest honors. What, you say that's for royalty? I don't care what kind of royalty you are, bring him in!"

……

Morgan sat in a makeshift camp on the edge of town, dealing with matters related to the reconstruction of the capital.

After everything was settled, she couldn't help but stretch her waist to relieve her fatigue, but her gaze involuntarily drifted to the window.

After that great battle, Bevel intended to propose a marriage alliance with Gawain, so that Gawain could marry Morgan, obtain the right to inherit Britannias, and then become king.

But Morgan refused.

She had feelings for Gao Wen, but she was unwilling to use this method to gain anything for herself, much less become a bargaining chip in political transactions.

As a member of the British Britishia royal family, Morgan had seen too many of her brothers and sisters become pawns in marriage alliances, and the final results were mostly not good.

Morgan chose to hand the country over to Gawain directly.

With only her remaining member, the British royal family was practically defunct, making it pointless to debate whether it was legitimate or not.

Moreover, after the great battle a few months ago, Gawain's popularity within Britannias had reached an unparalleled level.

Whether or not he held the title of king was meaningless to Gawain.

He had already become the undisputed ruler of this place!
Moreover, what Morgan had seen and heard along the way gave him an almost blind trust in Gawain.

That man, with his radiant brilliance, was a born king, possessing a spirit that others could hardly match, and a compassion that was out of step with this era.

Gao Wen had no experience in governing a country, but he was on the right side, which was far more important than ability and experience.

Moreover, Morgan understood even more clearly that in this world, might makes right, and her own might was neither strong nor big enough.

The fist from the high position is very hard, harder than you can imagine.

Fortunately.

Gawain did not disappoint Morgan.

Morgan remains the nominal queen of the country, though she holds no real power and serves more as a diplomatic mascot. Nevertheless, she has at least left a fig leaf for the British monarchy.

Morgan knew exactly what kind of people the aristocracy of this world were. She had once been one of them, but only changed after experiencing the bitterness of enslavement firsthand.

And this city, naturally, was built under Gawain's supervision, while Morgan named it.

She did not use the name Avalon, but instead used a name she saw during her journey.

Camelot, the Sanctuary of the Round Table—the name Camelot in biographies symbolizes an impregnable castle.

boom!
boom!
boom!
The urgent knocking woke Morgan from his daydream.

Before he could speak, Beville pushed open the door and entered.

"Your Majesty, Lord Gawain requests your presence for a meeting regarding the arrangements after Britannias and their actions."

"Beville spoke up."

He did not get his wish to commit suicide at Arthur's grave to atone for his sins. Instead, he was conscripted by Gawain and became Morgan's knight.

But what Beville wanted to protect more was not Morgan, but that man.

But recalling Gawain's terrifying combat power, he could only swallow his thoughts. If they were to actually fight, it was hard to say who would protect whom.

"Got it. I'll go now."

Morgan straightened her clothes and makeup, then quickly followed Beverly away.

The two walked along the newly built street and soon appeared in front of a temporary tent.

open the door.

Gao Wen and his gang had already gathered here.

Gawain, seated in the main seat, had changed into a light armor set, which, combined with a crimson cape over his shoulders, made him look even more heroic.

Upon seeing Morgan arrive, Gawain nodded and said:

"From now on, Morgan and Beville are on our side."

The sound fell to the ground.

Beville subconsciously raised his chin, straightening his back like a soldier on parade.

He hadn't felt this way in a long time.

The last time was when Arthur's father, King Uther, was choosing a knight to protect the heir to the kingdom.

But now, the identity he desires is no longer that of a knight symbolizing glory, but that of a pirate, a pirate under Gawain's command.

In contrast, Morgan seemed completely unfazed, only subconsciously puffing out his chest when his gaze fell upon Kalifa.

No one had any objections to this.

Bevel's strength has been recognized by everyone. Apart from Gawain and Crowe, who can reliably suppress him, everyone else on the ship is still somewhat inferior to Bevel.

Morgan, who was standing to the side, was already considered half a member of the Gawain Pirates. Everyone had expected him to join at this time.

She had previously sacrificed her lifespan to inscribe spells to protect everyone from mental manipulation. Although she didn't end up using them, she still earned everyone's respect.

This incantation is equivalent to a purification, and even if it wasn't used on Joan of Arc, it might have other uses in the future.

Gao Wen looked around and, seeing that no one spoke, continued:

"Construction of Camelot is on track, and barring any unforeseen circumstances, it should be largely completed within the next two or three years. The turmoil within Britannias has also subsided."

"You all know our next goal, so I won't go into details. In short, I don't like the feeling of having a sword pressed against my neck."

"We will then enter a period of rest and recuperation."

"The construction of Hades is being handled by Franky's team. The Franky family, who were originally stationed in Alabasta, are on their way and will arrive in no more than half a month. At that time, we will have enough manpower."

"And you only have one task!"

Gawain turned to face Zoro and the others, his eyes solemn:

"Become stronger!"

"Become stronger at all costs!"

As the sound faded, the Captain System notification sounded in Gao Wen's mind once again, and his pupils contracted slightly at that moment.

Congratulations on unlocking the badge!

(End of this chapter)