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

Chapter 411 Lacking a Soul
New world.

The waves surged and the billows rose and fell.

Sabo stood on the deck of a merchant ship, looking back at Britannias as it gradually disappeared into the distance.

His eyes held only unspoken emotions:
"I have never seen a country like this before."

"Stability and prosperity, full of vitality, hope is written on everyone's face."

"Yes."

Ivankov and Sabo stood side by side, gazing into the distance. A sea breeze blew, making his clothes flutter.

"Even towards transgender people, the people here are exceptionally tolerant."

He looked up at the harbor, where even his fans had come to see him off.

Hey! My little cuties~!

"We'll be back!"

Ivankov waved excitedly into the distance.

Sabo was at a loss for words at this sight, and could only smile helplessly.

After his battle with Barrett, Sabo broke away from Fujitora and traveled almost the entire territory of Britannias on his own.

I also saw darkness I had never seen before.

This country still has some problems: imperfect laws and those who control money and privilege can still oppress the lower classes.

However, with the improvement of laws, such situations have visibly decreased.

Sabo had seen a landlord, just as before, oppressing the farm laborers in the fields.

After being investigated, he even bribed officials, manipulated the rules, and found loopholes in the law in an attempt to escape punishment.

In fact, he did succeed.

But just two days later, the relevant laws were amended and the loopholes were closed.

When the man was detained a second time on the same charges, he thought he was in the know, but little did he know that both the judge and the corresponding laws had been changed.

He was stripped of all his property and exiled to Seaview, never to set foot on the land of Britannias again.

In the New World, such a punishment was practically tantamount to a death sentence.

that moment.

Sabo was stunned.

This country still has many problems, but compared to other countries on the high seas, whether they are members or non-members of the World Government, it is far, far stronger.

They're from completely different eras!

What shocked Sabo even more was that Britannias was getting better at a visible rate.

Ivankov, standing nearby, felt the same way, even more so than Sabo.

If Saab felt the stability and prosperity brought about by a sound legal system.

What Ivankov experienced was the free and inclusive aspect of Britannias.

Ladyboys are a group that faces discrimination and even differential treatment almost worldwide.

But here it is.

As long as you abide by the local laws, no one will cause you trouble.

When something happens, the guards' handling of the situation may be influenced by subjective factors, but there will be no situation like in the past where someone was punished without any evidence, or even just because the incident absurdly affected the nobleman's mood.

Ivankov's bar has gained many fans in just over a month.

Many of his transvestites decided to stay in Britannias and become one of them.

Ivankov couldn't help but exclaim:
"Here we have advanced systems, an inclusiveness that transcends the times, and more importantly, something we've never experienced before, something I don't even know how to describe!"

"That's the fundamental difference between everything we've done and everything Gawain has done!"

Sabo nodded:
"us……"

"It has also saved many countries and many people."

"But that's only the surface."

“Three years ago, we overthrew the tyrannical king of the Kingdom of Radich and thought we had accomplished everything.”

“But I went back there a few months ago.”

"Everything has returned to normal. The new king has not yet arrived, and he is even more tyrannical than the old king."

"It seems like nothing has changed."

Ivankov's eyes darkened; he understood what Sabo meant.

rule!

Or perhaps it's about rebuilding a new order!

Previously, the revolutionary army was like stray dogs, being chased all over the world by the navy.

Even if a tyrannical kingdom is overthrown, there is not enough time to rebuild a new order there.

After some time, the navy arrived, the revolutionary army withdrew, and everything returned to normal.
Everything we did was meaningless.

It's not that the dragon, as the leader, was unaware of this, but rather that it lacked the ability and the capacity to find a new order that could replace the old one.

But now both Ivankov and Sabo believe they have found it.

"I want to take everything from Britannias back with me!"

"I want the dragon to see the greatness of this country!"

"Here lies the answer we've been searching for, the ultimate question!"

The more Ivankov talked, the more excited he became, to the point that he jumped onto the mast and still pointed towards the distant port!
Sabo also raised his hand to straighten his hat.

Gripping the water pipe tightly, he felt an unprecedented power gradually filling his heart.

And the man who brought all this to Britannias was named...

Gawain!

It is Gawain the Knight, and also Gawain the Lionheart!

……

at the same time.

New world.

Inside a castle in a certain kingdom.

“Ivan is fine, Sabo is about to return, and even their companions in Impel Down are all safe and sound.”

Even now, Long still finds it hard to believe what he's hearing.

When he first learned of Ivankov's disappearance, his heart was in his throat.

With Kuma having left the Revolutionary Army and become a Shichibukai, and Sabo still lacking power, Ivankov is his only assistant.

If Ivankov also dies at the hands of pirates, he will be truly isolated and helpless.

Fortunately.

Everything is unfolding according to the perfect script.

Apart from……

The dragon raised its head, and standing beside it was Vegapunk with half an apple on its head.

During this time, he and Vegapunk had countless arguments over the Ancient Weapons, but they always ended badly.

The differences between them on this issue have become so great that they are irreconcilable.

call--!
The dragon took a deep breath and said:

"Sentomaru is also in Britannias, with Ivan and Sabo. They should be heading back to the main camp."

"Sentomaru?!"

Vegapunk's icy expression showed a slight sign of softening:

"It's so good that he's alright."

Seeing this, the dragon couldn't help but speak up again to persuade him:
"Vegapunk, become my assistant."

"Whether it's revolution or the future world, we need your mind."

"you……"

"If it's about ancient weapons, I can't help you."

Before Dragon could finish speaking, Vegapunk interrupted him, his previously slightly softened expression turning cold again.

Clearly, there is no room for compromise on this matter.

Dragon still wants to try:
"The world government now possesses an ancient weapon."

Even a powerful nation like Britannias had to lie low for the time being and wait for an opportunity to fight back.

"Not to mention us."

"You should know the power of the ancient weapons better than I do. Human beings alone can no longer contend with them." "You should have also seen during this time just how difficult it is for ordinary people to live under the control of the World Government."

"Please do this, whether for my sake or for theirs!"

Vegapunk remained unmoved:

"It is precisely because I know how terrible the destruction that thing can cause that I am even less likely to create it."

"Civilians under the rule of the World Government live a difficult life, but new lives are always born."

"But what can be left in a world that has been submerged?!"

"Among the existing human races, only fish-men should be able to survive in such a world, right?!"

"That's practically equivalent to the destruction of the world!"

"Excuse me..."

"I cannot grant your request."

The sound fell to the ground.

Vegapunk got up and left, but stopped abruptly at the door as the dragon's voice echoed behind him once more.

"Do you still harbor illusions about Britannias?!"

"To fantasize that the hypocritical peace of that country will be the cure for the world's problems?!"

"Do not be silly!"

“Sabo has already said that all of that prosperity is a false prosperity built on the foundation of Knight Gawain’s immense power!”

"How could a pirate who rose to power through plunder possibly know how to govern a country?!"

"He did all that perhaps to create a false impression to mislead the outside world!"

"This kind of hypocritical prosperity is worse than being openly corrupt!"

The dragon's roar grew louder and louder, but Vegapunk showed no sign of stopping.

Hey!
Hey!
Hey!
The firm footsteps gradually disappeared into the distance, beyond the dragon's sight.

It was at this moment that he calmed down and realized what he had actually said.

As he watched Vegapunk disappear into the distance, a deep sense of guilt welled up in Dragon's eyes.

The dragon sat in the room all night.

The next morning, when the door was pushed open and he looked up, his eyes were already bloodshot.

What appeared before him was Vegapunk carrying a bottle of liquor and holding two glasses in one hand.

"Would you like something to drink?!"

Vegapunk's voice was calm, yet it stirred up a flood of apology within Dragon:

"Feel sorry."

"I see."

Vegapunk placed the wine glass in front of the dragon, filled it to the brim, and watched the dragon drink it before continuing.

"Ivan was arrested and imprisoned in Impel Down."

"Kuma also went to the World Government to become an undercover agent. In fact, if I hadn't been wanted first, he might have become a pure machine by now."

"Sabo still needs time to grow."

"You bear all the pressure of the revolutionary army alone."

"dragon."

"Perhaps stopping temporarily and taking a break is not necessarily a bad thing. Running wildly down the wrong path is far worse than standing still."

Say it.

Vegapunk poured the dragon another glass and continued:
“I’m interested in Britannias, not just because I’m curious about the country.”

"I also wanted to help you."

"You've done so much over the past long period of time, liberating many countries, but have you ever gone back to see them?!"

"What happened to those liberated countries and freed slaves after you left?"

The dragon fell silent.

As the leader of the revolutionary army, he naturally went back to see it.

There are countries that have risen from the ashes and rebuilt order, but only in a few countries where they have established their base of operations.

More often than not, after the revolutionary army withdrew under pressure from the navy, everything returned to its original course.

The enslaved remain enslaved, and the exploited remain exploited.

They levied exorbitant taxes and levied exorbitant fees, exploiting people to the bone.

Even those few countries that restored order did so only because of the revolutionary army's military force.

The current revolutionary army lacks a soul!
Vegapunk realized this, and he refilled the dragon's glass, watching as the latter downed it in one gulp before continuing:
"so."

"You know where the problem lies."

"Stop for now. I have a feeling, Britannias, that you might find the answer you're looking for."

Looking at the empty wine glass in his hand, Long asked:
"What if there isn't one?!"

"Then I will help you manufacture ancient weapons, which may be able to achieve a deterrent effect equivalent to that of the World Government to some extent."

"No taking it back?!"

"No regrets!"

Vegapunk shook his head and said:

"That was my plan all along. Let's see how things are in Britannias first."

Vegapunk filled his glass to the brim; this time, it was his turn to drink.

The strong liquor went down my throat, bitter and spicy, yet a fire burned from my stomach, making my whole body feel hot.

……

The dragon, having received a positive answer from Vegapunk, became completely energized.

The previous dejection was swept away, and the revolutionary army gradually regained its vigor from top to bottom.

However, this atmosphere did not last long.

a few days later.

Sabo is back.

But it didn't bring the answer the dragon was hoping for.

"leader!"

"It's such a shame you didn't get to see Britannias with your own eyes!"

Sabo, who had just arrived in Hong Kong, rushed to Long's office, his excitement almost impossible to conceal, nor was there any need to conceal it.

"That place is simply... simply... simply..."

Sabo paused for a moment, racking his brains but unable to come up with a suitable adjective.

Until Ivankov's voice rang in Sabo's ears:

"It's practically an idyllic paradise!"

"Correct!"

Saab nodded emphatically:

"Utopia!"

"No king, no nobles, no slaves!"

"In a legal sense, everyone's status is equal!"

"The prosperity there is visible to the naked eye, and hope is written on everyone's face!"

Long was stunned for a moment.

This was completely different from what he had guessed—that hypocritical country.

But this description is of Sabo, whom he placed high hopes on and who was even destined to take over the banner of the Revolutionary Army in the future!

When the dragon lost its senses.

Ivankov, standing nearby, couldn't help but speak up as well:
"Although Sabo-boy has said almost everything."

"But I still have to add one more thing: which country doesn't discriminate against transgender people! Doesn't discriminate against transgender people! Doesn't discriminate against transgender people!"

"As long as you don't break the law, Britannias won't arrest you because of your blood, skin color, race, or status!"

"My little darlings have even chosen to stay there forever!"

The dragon opened its mouth, still somewhat unwilling to give up:
"But this prosperity is only barely maintained by the powerful forces of Gawain and his gang. Once Gawain falls, everything will return to normal!"

Sabo's lips curled into a smile as he recalled Fujitora's meaningful words:
"How do you know, Britannias, that there was no effort put into this?"

(End of this chapter)