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

Chapter 457 Lifting Britannias Up with One Hand!
"Don't worry, Absalom."

"With me here, there will be no danger."

Moria spoke up to reassure his three subordinates.

After Kaido's death, the resentment in his heart dissipated, and he realized that what was most precious to him was not the so-called One Piece, but the companions who had always followed him.

He was prepared to risk his life to protect these people.

Choosing to join Britannias, besides submitting to Gawain's power, also reflects a clear understanding that the future hegemon of this sea will inevitably emerge from between the World Government and Britannias.

This time, he placed all his bets on Britannias, or rather, on that man!
Moria slowly put down the apple pie in his hand. Seeing that the three of them had calmed down, he turned to look at the distant inland sea.

The seawater surged and the waves rolled.

The enormous amount of seawater, visible to the naked eye, seemed to possess a spirit, freely changing its shape in mid-air, creating a series of miraculous scenes.

Even Moriah, with over forty years of sailing experience, was speechless at the sight.

"Wait a minute!"

A familiar scent emanated from the churning seawater, sending a shiver down Moria's spine.

The image of Moria who single-handedly defeated eight of the strongest fighters at the World Martial Arts Tournament reappeared before his eyes.

Moria instantly recognized that the aura belonged to Gawain.

However, if we say that Gawain's original aura was incredibly powerful, unprecedented, yet still understandable and still capable of being defeated, then...

At that moment, the scent of the seawater made Moria feel as if he were staring into an abyss.

At first glance, all that could be seen was bottomless darkness.

That is a power that transcends the human realm and even surpasses rational cognition!

"That's... Captain Gawain?!"

Moriah's tone was hesitant and uncertain, yet it became incredibly firm before the last syllable fell:

"It must be him!"

Such power could only belong to Gawain, and it could only be Gawain!

But what truly terrified Moria was the ability to manipulate massive amounts of seawater with a mere wave of his hand, crushing all adversaries with unstoppable force—he had seen it before!

Absalom, who had followed him for many years, also knew:
"impossible!"

"Captain Gawain's ability is that of a Mythical Zoan type, the Crimson Dragon. Its power is beyond doubt, but it is definitely not enough to control the sea with a wave of the hand."

"And this ability..."

"Paramecia-type - Float-Float Fruit?!"

Absalom's pupils dilated violently.

One cannot eat two Devil Fruits at the same time; this is another ironclad rule besides the rule that Devil Fruit users are rejected by the sea.

Throughout history, no one has ever been able to overthrow this...

and many more!

Have!
Absalom suddenly remembered the intelligence he had heard in Britannias.

The possibility of breaking the ironclad rules and mastering the power of two Devil Fruits does exist; in fact, it existed even before Gawain in this era.

That was Blackbeard Teach!

His unique physical structure allows him to master multiple Devil Fruit abilities.

If others can do it, then Britannias, that monster standing at the pinnacle of the world...

There's no reason why it can't be done!

"Lord Moriah, the captain..."

Absalom turned to look at Moria beside him, who nodded seriously.

Moria tried his best to maintain a calm expression in front of his subordinates, but his shocked gaze and suddenly clenched hands could not lie.

At this moment, his feelings were almost identical to Absalom's, and he was even more convinced that Gawain had mastered a second Devil Fruit ability.

After all, that was an unprecedented powerhouse in the past eight hundred years, and it was very likely that the strongest would never appear again in the future.

If anyone can defy common sense, that person can only be Gawain!

"I'm afraid so."

"The captain has mastered a second Devil Fruit ability."

"but……"

"Why?!"

"If we're just looking for power, he's already strong enough. The Red Dragon's comprehensive abilities don't need the Float-Float Fruit to supplement it."

"On the contrary, it is a more reasonable choice to make up for the shortcomings by using other special superhuman types."

Moria's pupils contracted slightly, and he was momentarily puzzled.

Sudden.

Perona, who was hugging a teddy bear, muttered softly:
"They wouldn't be planning to lift the whole country into the sky, would they?"

Absalom struggled for a moment, then sneered:
"Perona, you've gone too far with that joke!"

"Even a monster like Captain Gawain could never do something like this..."

Just saying.

Absalom then felt Moria's aura erupt uncontrollably beside him, almost distorting the surrounding air.

"Lord Moria?"

Moria ignored them, staring intently at Perona, and said:
"What did you say this was?!"

Perona panicked for a moment and said tremblingly:
"I...I mean, Knight Gawain couldn't possibly be planning to lift this entire country into the sky, could he?!"

"This is it!"

Moria suddenly turned his head to look at the calm sea in the distance.

The serpentine seawater had already receded, but instead of triggering a violent tsunami as most people had imagined, it only caused the waves to rise a little higher.

The inland sea of ​​Britannias remains calm.

But Moriah's heart was in turmoil at that moment.

The guess was so outrageous that he found it hard to believe.

But the more I think about it, the more I think about the recent rumors that the world is about to sink, the more this speculation becomes!

a long time.

Moria opened his mouth and murmured:
"How much power would be needed to lift this country into the sky?!"

The three exchanged a glance, thinking that Moria had gone mad.

The fact that the Golden Lion could float several islands with diameters of tens of kilometers is already beyond imagination.

Gawain's combat strength is naturally far superior to that of Shiki, but in terms of the extent to which he has developed the Float-Float Fruit, he is certainly far inferior.

Moreover, a country, the size of a continent, is far beyond a few islands; they are not even in the same dimension!

just.

Unbeknownst to the three, at the same time, countless powerful individuals also noticed the anomaly in the inner sea.

Hawkeye and Redfield stood atop the mountain, gazing at the calm sea in the distance, still awestruck by the spectacular sight they had just witnessed!

"That man has actually mastered the power of a second Devil Fruit?!"

"He...is he really still human?!"

Redfield couldn't help but sigh, also shocked by his own guess:
"Recently, sea levels near Britannias have risen again, and many coastal residents have begun to migrate inland."

"The rumors that the world is about to sink are probably true."

"so……"

"This is the method of saving the world that man conceived?! To single-handedly lift up this country, no, the future of this world?!" "What confidence and arrogance!!"

Hawkeye's lips curled into a smile as he gazed intently at the distant sea, his tone resolute:

"Only he, only he, has that qualification!"

“I still had the courage to draw my sword in front of him before he took that step, but I’ve seen him a few times since that big battle a few days ago.”

"Every time, every single time..."

"I can't even draw my own sword. No, not only me, but even Black Blade Night is unwilling to face that peak!"

Hawkeye sighed. Besides feeling defeated, he also had confidence in Gawain.

An absolute, completely illogical and irrational self-confidence.

No matter what it is, if that man wants to, he can do it, even if it means lifting up this country with his own hands!
Redfield continued to gaze at the gradually calming sea in the distance, his heart surging with excitement. Before his eyes appeared the scene of the red dragon, after withstanding the ancient weapon, spreading its wings and roaring to the sky!

That was no longer a so-called Devil Fruit user, but a true god, roaring at this new world!
……

On the floating island.

Vegapunk saw things much more clearly than the others, and the shock he felt was far greater than theirs.

Most importantly, with his analytical abilities, he has deduced that Gawain... really could make Britannias take off!

At a time when this world is rapidly sinking, this is undoubtedly maddening.

Even just announcing this news would be enough to shake the entire ocean, and Gawain would truly become the undisputed king of this ocean!
The king who single-handedly lifts up the world!
Such absolute power, where one person controls the sea, is undoubtedly extremely unreasonable and easily breeds ambition and desire.

But given the current situation, neither the world nor Gawain has any other choice.

call--!
The wind howled as Gawain's figure appeared from afar and landed beside Vegapunk.

soon.

A meeting was held at the Technology Development Bureau.

Located high in the sky, heavily guarded, and further concealed by Nami's Cloud-Cloud Fruit, this is the safest area in Britannias.

After Camelot was destroyed, it became a stronghold for Gawain's gang.

A few hours later.

The sun rose in the distant sky, its golden rays shining down on the shipyard and onto the high-ranking officials of Britannias.

The group gathered at a shipyard, and Gawain made no attempt to conceal his plan, announcing it to everyone:
"We will lie low for the next month."

"Crow, Morgan, you prepare to gather the civilians in Britannias into safe areas in the major towns. There must be no mistakes."

"Once preparations are complete, I will take action and lift Britannias into the sky."

The shipyard fell silent.

All eyes were on Gao Wen, and for a moment they were beginning to doubt what they had overheard.

It wasn't until Gawain turned and left that they realized what he was going to do.

"Even that one..."

Drake opened his mouth, still unwilling to believe what he was hearing. To lift a country into the sky was something beyond the realm of humanity.

Hawkins remained silent, simply sitting cross-legged on the spot, and immediately began divination.

Once, twice, three times...

The results of ten consecutive divinations all yielded an answer that he found absurd, even making him doubt his own divination methods...

100% probability.

"How can this be……"

"If he can really do something like that, what's the difference between that man and a true god?!"

"This is ridiculous!"

"That's ridiculous!"

Hawkins's common sense was shattered, and he frowned deeply, even tearing the tarot cards in his hand to shreds.

Luo stood to one side, his tone indifferent:

“If that man says he can do it, then no matter how absurd or how low the probability is, he can definitely do it.”

“Look around you.”

The two looked around blankly, only to see the calm and ordinary expressions on the faces of the cadres who had followed Gao Wen the earliest.

It was as if all impossibilities and limitations did not exist for that man.

It was as if even if he said he wanted to shoot down the stars in the sky, it would be nothing more than a trivial matter.

Even after the crowd dispersed, the two remained sitting and standing there blankly.

Hawkins glanced silently at the tarot cards in his hand, a self-deprecating smile playing on his lips. He casually tossed them aside and turned to leave.

Tarot cards fluttered and fell to the ground.

Hawkins stood tall, his back straight, and there was something about him that Drake couldn't understand.

Now, only Drake remains in this shipyard.

His gaze was somewhat lost.

He had already confirmed with the Navy Headquarters that the rumors of the world sinking were not just rumors, but a prediction of the future.

Prior to this, the World Government and the Celestial Dragons had been suppressing the news.

The world should have had more time to prepare...

but now……

Is it really right for the Navy to be loyal to the World Government's justice?

Or is the justice I saw in Britannias the real justice...?

Hey!
Hey!
Hey!
The crisp sound of footsteps came from afar.

Fujitora, clad in a purple haori, slowly approached, handed Drake a cup of tea, then sat cross-legged and began to drink it, saying calmly:
"X-Drake, Rear Admiral of the Marine Headquarters, captain of the Marine Headquarters' secret special forces unit 'Blade,' received a mission from the Marine Headquarters several years ago to secretly infiltrate the Beasts Pirates, am I right?!"

Fujitora's words sent chills down Drake's spine, nearly crushing the teacup in his hand. He feigned composure and said:

"That's all in the past. As you can see, for some reason, I have fallen and become a pirate."

"Yeah?!"

Fujitora's lips curled into a smile:

"If he truly chose to leave because of dissatisfaction with the Navy, how could he claim to have fallen from grace?!"

"Major General Drake."

Drake felt a chill run down his spine and instinctively placed his hands on his waist.

He had expected to be exposed, but he didn't expect it to happen so quickly!
To flee or to fight?!

The moment the thought crossed his mind, Drake realized how absurd it was.

Standing before him was a man once considered by the naval leadership to be qualified to serve as an admiral.

During the battle for Hades in Water 7, after the Golden Lion was defeated and killed, it was the man before us who stepped in and stabilized the falling floating islands.

Such power is so formidable that it inspires despair.

Moreover, Britannias, teeming with monsters, was already capable of conquering the sea.

As Drake was filled with fear, Fujitora reached out and patted him on the shoulder, speaking in a relaxed tone, like an elder having a casual chat.

“I’ve heard Mr. Zephyr mention you before.”

"He said you are a good soldier, with a firm will and your own understanding of justice. Even in the darkness, you still believe in the justice you bear."

"Among the new generation of marines in recent years, besides Smoker, the other one he values ​​is you."

(End of this chapter)