Pirate: I was just slacking off, do you really think I'm bad?

An easy victory can easily make people lose their vigilance—this is a wise saying that was once learned in the navy.

It was created by an unknown vice admiral. When facing a group of very cunning pirates, he would gradually lower their guard by letting them achieve victory step by step.

This tactic is applicable to any opponent; it simply involves slowly setting traps, psychologically adapting them to the opponent's rhythm, and finally delivering the fatal blow.

Although the rebels have not yet been set up, they have already psychologically looked down on any of their opponents.

They did not conduct detailed investigations or intelligence gathering on the approaching naval and world government officials, but instead relied solely on their own strength.

This is undoubtedly a very fatal thing.

At this moment, Long gained a profound understanding of revolution.

He finally understood that revolution was not just a slogan for idealists!

Anyone who embarks on the revolutionary path must tread carefully and proceed with extreme caution to reach the end.

This matter caught the dragon's attention.

He believed that if this was happening now, it would definitely happen again in the future.

If we don't delve into the root cause of this issue, the dragon will still be unable to resolve it the next time it occurs.

How to solve this problem?

But then he thought of someone who might give him some advice.

"Crow, Swall, board the ship."

Behind Raven and Swall gathered a large group of rebels of varying heights; they were staunch revolutionaries and those who had chosen to leave the country with the dragon.

In fact, they make up a very small percentage; most people still don't want to leave.

"Mr. Long, we're going back now."

A middle-aged man who often followed behind the crow politely said goodbye to the dragon.

He left gracefully.

Long looked at his back as if he were looking at a large group of rebel soldiers who shared the same thoughts as him.

"Chief, let's go."

When the crow saw his companions leaving with their group, he wanted to persuade them to go with him, but the dragon reached out and stopped him.

"Crow, I know you have a very good relationship with him, but I also have a piece of advice for you."

Respect the fate of others and set aside the urge to help them.

Dragon is not a saintly person. During his time in the Navy, he encountered all sorts of cunning and cruel pirates, as well as the most vile evils in the world.

His long-term repression gave him the idea of ​​changing the world, but he didn't expect everyone to agree with him.

An idea.

The development of Ziyong Army was simply due to a group of like-minded people.

Although Long felt sorry for those who were indifferent, he would never stay to persuade them at this time.

"Chief, we have made arrangements for the rest of the people, and we can set sail immediately."

Swall rushed over.

Now that they have captured most of the ships in the kingdom, there is more than enough room for everyone to evacuate, not to mention that many people have decided not to leave.

"Alright, you and the crow will first set sail for the far north, where you will establish the revolutionary army's base."

"Remember, once you get there, you must convey the revolutionary program to every soldier. Currently, most soldiers' understanding of the revolution is still superficial."

I stayed to see someone, and after seeing him, I left.

The crow and Swall nodded.

Now, having achieved victory in the uprising, the dragon's aura has become increasingly majestic.

Although many of the rebels who boarded the ship did not want to leave and even wanted to fight the World Government, they obediently boarded the ship at Dragon's command.

They will follow the plan designated by the dragon, heading north from the Kingdom of Eryokobu to the far north, a country beyond the reach of the World Government.

Of the rebels in the Kingdom of Eryokobu, about 30,000 followed the dragon and left the country, while the remaining 70,000 stayed in the Kingdom of Eryokobu, awaiting the next developments.

A gentle sea breeze was blowing as the military aircraft sped towards Erdogan. However, the officers on board seemed in no hurry about the outcome of the matter.

On the spacious deck, two sun loungers sat side by side.

Raleigh and Borsalino lay lazily on sun loungers, with Raleigh even holding a parasol above himself to avoid the scorching sun.

Sleeping in front of your boss earns you a 500-point bonus for slacking off.

"Hey, Raleigh, move the umbrella a little closer to me, I'm getting a bit sunburnt!"

Borsalino craned his neck to get closer to Rory, but unfortunately, the two sun loungers were still some distance apart, making it impossible for him to reach them.

"Damn it, you actually slept in front of me! I'm going to dock your pay!"

Borsalino said viciously.

Raleigh, who had been fast asleep, seemed to have heard some soul-stirring words. He immediately removed his blindfold and looked at Borsalino with a grin.

What are you saying, bro? How could I not give in to you?

Raleigh reached out and turned the parasol toward Borsalino.

Borsalino, feeling the cool breeze, nodded in satisfaction.

"Raleigh, what's the point of us going there? By the time we get there, the rebels will probably have already run away. No one will stay; that would be too foolish."

Borusalino lamented that the trip had served no purpose whatsoever.

Raleigh picked up a fresh coconut from the table, poked a hole in it with his finger, and drank from it as he spoke:

This is what the navy should do. Whether the rebels will wait for us in the Kingdom of Eryoko, nobody knows.

But whether we go or not is a matter of the Navy's attitude, regardless of what orders the World Government issues.

Even as a member of the navy, there was no way to object; it was a matter of status.

In fact, Raleigh didn't want to say these things either, since Borsalino knew perfectly well what was going on.

However, to prevent the two from guessing each other's intentions, Raleigh often prefers to be straightforward, since Borsalino is the person next to him.

Honestly, if Borsalino were unreliable, then Raleigh would have died in some unknown corner of the North Sea five years ago. Raleigh's foresight is truly frightening.

Although Borsalino said he was scared, he was actually quite relaxed, almost sinking into the sun chair.

This matter isn't urgent; rather, news of your victory over Bondiwald has already spread far and wide.

Borsalino said quietly.

Raleigh gets a headache just thinking about it. He really doesn't know which damn bastard took the photos. Raleigh was basically just coasting through most of the fight, only managing to get a kill at the end.

As a result, those unscrupulous media outlets happened to capture the scene of Raleigh picking up the head and spread it all over the world.

Because they were relatively close, Raleigh and the others were the first to see the news report.

Shocking! A great pirate has been defeated in the North Blue, and his opponent was none other than him!

A new naval star has arrived, rising to fame by trampling down the world's destroyers!

The world destroyer Bondiwald was killed by a commodore in the North Sea!

A series of eye-catching messages began to spread around the world through newspapers of all sizes.

Once the message was released, it was like a meteorite crashing into a calm lake, creating towering waves.

The Grand Line, a deserted island.

Layers of white clouds gathered in the sky, accompanied by sunshine, a gentle breeze, and the azure sky and sea.

A gigantic pirate ship was drifting on the sea.

"Captain Roger, something terrible has happened!!"

"A world-class event!!"

A little brat with a long red nose was running wildly across the deck, yelling, "Hahahaha, Bucky, what's got you so excited?"

A man with black hair, yellow skin, and a long beard stood at the bow of the boat.

He exuded an air of unruliness and domineering arrogance as he drank heartily.

Gol D. Roger!

One of the strongest warriors in the New World, a legendary pirate with top-tier three types of Haki and unparalleled swordsmanship.

The Pirate King who eventually found his final destination.

"Bucky, don't steal my spotlight! I saw it first!"

Suddenly, a red-haired pirate jumped out from behind Buggy and hugged him tightly.

"Let me go, Shanks!" This made it impossible for Bucky to move an inch on the deck.

"No, if I let you go, you'll definitely tell the captain, even though I knew first."

"You damn Shanks, do you want to fight me?"

"Go ahead and fight, I'm not afraid of you."

The two kids started wrestling on the deck, their equally childish faces clenching their teeth, their faces turning red.

They were so engrossed in the fight that they forgot why they were fighting in the first place.

"Hahahaha, that's the kind of passionate spirit that brings back so many memories, Rayleigh!"

Roger watched the two little ones fighting and couldn't help but laugh heartily. He then turned to Rayleigh, who was drinking nearby, and asked him a question.

"Yes, we've aged so much in the blink of an eye, Roger."

Rayleigh tossed Roger a bottle of rum, then pulled out another bottle for himself and started drinking.

"Bucky, Shanks, each of you say one sentence."

As Rayleigh finished speaking, the two little ones, who had been tightly entwined just moments before, separated.

"Yes, Mr. Raleigh."

Bucky and Shanks exchanged a glance, then said loudly:

"The World Destroyer Bondiwald was annihilated by the Navy in the North Blue, and the entire Ward Pirates were captured."

The newspapers said the navy officer who killed Bondiwald was not yet twenty years old and was now the admiral of the North Sea, holding the rank of brigadier general.

The newspaper also said he would be the North Sea pirates' nightmare.

After hearing this, Roger and Ridley simultaneously sounded alarm bells in their minds.

They knew Bondiwald's strength.

The Roger Pirates had fought against them, and Bondiwald's abilities were indeed quite troublesome.

Without a deadly battle, even Roger would not be able to kill Bondiwald without losing any of his crew.

Rayleigh took the crumpled newspaper from Shanks' hand and began to read it carefully.

A glint of light flashed in Roger's eyes.

"Hahahaha, there's such an outstanding young man in the Navy! If it weren't for the Grand Line,..."

I really want to turn back and have a go at him.

After reading the newspaper, Rayleigh's tightly furrowed brows relaxed.

"So that's how it is. Sengoku was there too, along with the North Sea Navy Admiral, a Vice Admiral named Borsalino."

If that's the case, then I think Bondiwald would indeed die on that island.

Rayleigh's doubts were resolved.

Aside from Bondiwald's troublesome abilities, the other members of the Ward Pirates aren't actually that formidable in terms of combat strength.

With an admiral, a vice admiral, and a commodore, it would be easy to annihilate the Ward Pirates.

Judging from the message above, the battlefield was clearly pre-arranged by the navy.

Honestly, if Rayleigh had devised this plan using members of Roger's pirate crew, he too could have taken Bondiwald's life.

"Regardless, being able to participate in battles between strong individuals proves he's no weakling!"

Roger burst into hearty laughter.

After Rayleigh finished his analysis, he stopped paying attention to Raleigh, but he also believed that with Raleigh's abilities...

They will surely occupy a place among the world's strongest in the future.

!

The sound of cannonballs exploding into water rang out, and a column of water suddenly rose from the sea surface.

"Roger, you can't escape!!!"

Far from Roger's crew, a burly man wearing a dog-head mask was shouting from the bow of the ship:

"A meteor shower of fists and bones!"

One after another, black shells were thrown out of the burly man's hands, at a speed several times faster than those fired from artillery.

Countless cannonballs traced graceful parabolas through the air, hurtling straight toward Roger's pirate ship.

Roger smiled, his right hand gripping Ace at his waist.

"Gods, beware!"

Rumble!

Roger unleashed an enormous black and red sword beam, cleaving all the cannonballs in its path in two.

Shells exploded in the air, releasing huge plumes of thick smoke.

"Aaaaaaah, it's Garp again!!!"

Captain, let's run! This bastard is terrifying!

Buggy watched as Shanks ran behind the obstacle, then covered his ears and shouted loudly to Roger. Although Shanks didn't speak, his pale face suggested he wasn't at ease either.

"Hahaha, Garp, you finally caught up!"

"But I have more important things to do. Let's catch up properly another time."

Roger stood on the deck and shouted boldly to Garp in the distance.

At the same time, he secretly signaled to Rayleigh from behind with his left hand.

"Quick, let's go! This guy is the strongest naval hero; let's not confront him head-on for now."

"Captain, here!"

The crew members shouted in unison.

With the help of their crew, the Roger Pirates quickly changed direction and, propelled by the wind, fled into the distance.

"Damn Roger, don't you dare run away! I'm going to fight you!"

"You damn Roger, stop right there!!!"

Garp stood on the warship, shouting loudly and throwing bombs faster and faster, trying to stop Roger from escaping.