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

Rogge Town Naval Branch.

The air in the dark underground prison was foul, and there weren't many prisoners in the cells.

Near the entrance were several pirates who had just surrendered and narrowly escaped with their lives.

Right now, he's eating a few very small steamed buns.

A flicker of relief, as if they had escaped death, flashed in their eyes.

"Fran, I always thought you were more of a businessman than a pirate, but now it seems you're the one who truly has wisdom."

If it weren't for you, Lord Raleigh would have ripped our heads off and turned them into a mound of skulls.

A burly man touched his head, thankful that it was still on his neck instead of being severed by Raleigh's knife.

The man called Fran was the one who wiped the stools and poured drinks for Raleigh in the tavern. Now, as he ate his cornbread, he was also feeling a wave of fear.

Who would have thought that a casual meal at a tavern would lead to an encounter with that killer?

Fortunately, I was quick-witted and nimble-fingered, and treated Raleigh with utmost respect, which is how I managed to survive.

Now that they've been tried in Loguetown, they only need to work a few years in prison before they can be released.

The longest sentence he ever got was ten years.

"Sigh, I was also very scared at the time, and subconsciously tried to please Lord Raleigh."

"Compared to those whose heads have been chopped off, at least we are still alive, aren't we?"

Although the three brothers also loathed prison life, they thought of the dead pirates and felt that keeping their heads on their necks was more important.

"Hey, did you hear? That Pirate King Roger is also locked up here."

His companion spoke mysteriously.

Fran was taken aback, and almost choked on the cornbread in his hand.

cough cough

After finally swallowing the cornbread stuck in his throat, he said nervously,

"Oh no, what if someone tries to rescue the Pirate King?"

What about his crew and those crazy people in the New World who seem to want to make a huge scene? Will we get caught in the crossfire?

Fran stood up, nervously looking around, trying to find a safe place in the cage.

"Don't worry, this place is controlled by Vice Admiral Garp of the Navy. Those pirates have no way of getting in. Besides, the pirates are too busy to rescue Roger right now."

"They're already in for a rough time just dealing with Lieutenant General Raleigh's pursuit."

Upon hearing what the burly man had said, Fran realized that his reaction had been a bit too extreme, so he could only sit down with a forced smile.

"Tell me, what exactly is Vice Admiral Raleigh's strength? I've fought against a fleet led by a vice admiral before, but that vice admiral didn't seem this terrifying."

"It seemed to us that unless Lieutenant General Raleigh gave his approval, we couldn't even die."

Fran said with a look of lingering fear.

The companion who had been silently eating her cornbread had just finished her unpalatable food and spoke up:

When I was gathering supplies on an island, I heard from others that Lieutenant General Raleigh was at least an elite lieutenant general, or even an admiral. It's just that his qualifications and abilities are currently lacking, so he hasn't been given the rank of admiral yet.

"If the Navy were to elect an admiral next, Vice Admiral Raleigh would definitely be the first to become one."

Upon hearing this, Fran was taken aback at first, and then said with a worried expression!

That's it. Vice Admiral Raleigh has already wiped out all the pirates in his area. If he becomes an admiral one day, I think that will be the end of the pirates.

Upon hearing this, they immediately lowered their heads.

They simply didn't want to toil in the fields, which is why they decided to join others at sea as pirates.

However, Raleigh's sudden emergence has shattered the dreams of too many pirates. If it weren't for the many powerful pirates still active, the pirate world might have had its spines broken by the Navy.

Da da da—

The sound of military boots hitting the ground carried far through the quiet prison.

The prisoners immediately fell silent, preparing to see who this mysterious figure was who had come to inspect the prison at this time.

"Don't you think these footsteps sound familiar?"

A look of confusion flashed across Fran's face, then his pupils widened.

He immediately got up and ran to the corner of the wall, trying to shrink himself into a ball to minimize his presence.

"What's wrong, Fran?"

His two companions couldn't understand Fran's actions at all. They were already in prison, where else could they hide? Besides, what kind of person could scare Fran like that?

Unless it's someone you've just met, like Raleigh.

etc???

Lieutenant General Raleigh!

They immediately realized that the person who had followed Fran and obediently entered by leaning against the wall was indeed Raleigh.

He came to this prison to have a chat with the pirate king who was about to be executed.

He had many questions and wanted Roger's answers.

The prison guards were unusually enthusiastic; Raleigh had become everyone's idol.

Within just a few days, Raleigh's cleanup operation had already shown results.

Most of the pirates who flooded into Loguetown were either killed or escaped.

After all, the number of people Raleigh brought and the number of people in Loguetown were not that many. Raleigh asked Garp for more people, but Garp refused Raleigh's request on the grounds that he still needed to protect Roger.

"Lord Raleigh, the Pirate King Roger is currently imprisoned in the deepest part."

The guard said obsequiously.

Raleigh stared at him, making him break out in a cold sweat. Just as he was wondering what he had done wrong, Raleigh finally spoke:

In this prison, there is no such thing as a Pirate King; he only has one identity: a prisoner.

"So you should say it's the prisoner Roger."

The guard's back was soaked with cold sweat.

He genuinely didn't care about those titles, but he made a mistake in front of Raleigh, which could very well cost him his job.

"I'm sorry, Lieutenant General Rowley, I misspoke. It was the prisoner Roger."

The guard quickly apologized, and Raleigh nodded without answering the question about the next step. The guard didn't dare say another word and could only lead Raleigh through one prison cell after another.

They stopped only when they reached the end and saw only a spacious prison cell.

The guard said cautiously at this moment:

"Lord Raleigh, please forgive us, but because the prisoner Roger is a very dangerous person, we cannot open this cell."

Actually, this wasn't a big deal for Raleigh. If he wanted the guard to open the cell, the guard had no choice but to obey him.

After all, there are only two vice admirals in Loguetown right now.

Garp cannot restrict Raleigh's actions because Garp and Raleigh are of the same rank; while Garp can offer advice, he cannot command them.

Raleigh wasn't surprised by this, nor did he intend to go in and confront Roger.

"Okay, stay outside. I need to talk to Roger about something."

"Rayle gave the order."

The guard nodded hurriedly and led the people behind him out.

Inside the prison cell, Roger, who had been lying on the floor taking a nap, opened his eyes and laughed loudly:

"A formidable fellow has arrived."

He then stood up, walked to the prison door, sat down cross-legged, his eyes filled with a smile and a hint of hidden hatred.

Of course, Raleigh noticed this, but he didn't take it seriously. Pirate King Roger was already in prison, and he didn't think Roger could cause any more trouble.

Moreover, the current Raleigh is not the same Raleigh he used to be.

Long after his battle with Whitebeard, Raleigh's strength has once again reached a terrifying level.

hum.

Roger activated his Conqueror's Haki without warning, and an overwhelming aura erupted from his body, rapidly pressing towards Raleigh.

"Oh."

Raleigh didn't care, and instead unleashed his Conqueror's Haki to fight against Roger.

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Roger was very surprised; he hadn't seen Raleigh in a long time, nor had he inquired about her.

He couldn't believe that a young vice admiral could improve his Conqueror's Haki level so quickly.

He hadn't fully unleashed his Conqueror's Haki just now, but it was still something that most people couldn't resist.

Among all the people in the world who possess Conqueror's Haki, Raleigh's Conqueror's Haki is at least in the top twenty.

Roger's eyes flashed with deep apprehension and murderous intent. Just as he was about to make his move, Raleigh spoke up:

"I never expected that you, even in prison, would still have the strength to resist. It seems there's some kind of unspoken understanding between you and Garp."

Roger's lips curled into a mocking smile. "That guy Garp can't control me at all. I'm not a Devil Fruit user, so how can he control me?"

Inside the prison, two streams of Conqueror's Haki clashed fiercely in the air, rapidly spreading outwards. The guards at the door and the other pirates inside were no match for the two powerful figures' Conqueror's Haki and all collapsed to the ground, unconscious.

Raleigh smiled, then sat cross-legged on the ground, looking at Roger with a relaxed expression:

If you want to continue the battle of Conqueror's Haki, I'm happy to oblige. If not, let's talk about something that interests me.

Roger snorted coldly and withdrew his Conqueror's Haki.

"What advice does Vice Admiral Roger, the pirate butcher, have?"

Raleigh shifted into a more comfortable position, looked around at the cold, gloomy environment, and after a moment's thought, said:

"How's it going here, Gol D. Roger?"

Roger curled his lip:

"It's alright, but I don't feel free."

He pointed to the railing in front of him and the steel plate above his head and said:

"These are all locks that prevent people from moving towards freedom."

Raleigh couldn't help but sneer:

"Freedom? Locks?"

"It seems you still haven't repented, Roger the prisoner."

"What is your so-called freedom? Is it the freedom to arbitrarily rob civilians? The freedom to arbitrarily kill unarmed civilians?"

"Talking about freedom and dreams is nothing but a shameless fig leaf for you pirates."

By using these pretexts, you can deceive yourselves with a clear conscience while killing and robbing, telling yourselves that it's just a necessary preparation on the road to pursuing your dreams.

"But a lie is still a lie. The people have discerning eyes. Pirates are damned trash and deserve to be hanged."

Roger's expression remained unchanged; he waited for Raleigh to finish speaking before speaking himself:

"Pirates set sail for comrades and freedom; killing is only part of it. If we don't even have these things, what kind of pirates are we?"

Besides, we often don't want to kill, but they're too obsessed with what they'll lose, so they fight desperately. Sometimes the strong don't target the weak; a single, casual strike might be enough to kill them.

The sound of clapping echoed through the prison cell.

Raleigh applauded Roger expressionlessly. As expected of the Pirate King, his resolve was different from others.

They were born with the belief that bearing the name of a pirate meant they should be qualified pirates, so they didn't actually feel guilty because they genuinely believed it was the right thing to do.

Raleigh's eyes were devoid of any emotion as he pulled out a nautical chart and placed it on the ground.

Roger looked down, his pupils dilating suddenly before quickly returning to their normal size. In that instant, Roger controlled his emotions, not allowing any movement that might reveal his thoughts.

Raleigh was fully aware of everything that was happening, including the momentary stiffness in Roger's muscles.

So he showed a mocking smile:

So even the Pirate King has moments of fear? But I pulled out a map of the South Blue, why are you nervous?

"Let me guess, you were born in Loguetown and don't have many relatives. What in the South China Sea could make you nervous?"

"It can't be—your wife and children, can it?"

As soon as Raleigh finished speaking, a large hand appeared in front of him, covered with Conqueror's Haki and Armament Haki.

However, it is a pity.

Because of the confinement of the prison, even if Roger stretched out his entire hand, it could only stop a few centimeters in front of Raleigh.

Seeing that he couldn't attack, Raleigh withdrew his right hand, gripped the steel railing with both hands, and said coldly:

"What do you know?"

Raleigh laughed, but now his laughter wasn't mocking; it was a hearty laugh from the bottom of his heart.

"Hahahaha, so even One Piece has its weaknesses."

This is so interesting!

After saying that, Raleigh looked troubled again and said:

"It's a pity you're about to die and won't live to see me find your wife and son."

Lou-lou-lou-lou.

Roger's violent movements caused his hands and feet to crack.

"Rowley, the child is innocent. You can do whatever you want to me, but my child is innocent!"

Raleigh has always found the people in this world to be very interesting, because they are always able to take things easy when it doesn't involve them personally.

Gol D. Roger, because of a crew member being mocked, went on a massacre in the Kingdom of Darons on Kogeshi Island, resulting in the deaths of all five thousand elite soldiers of the kingdom. In the end, you left behind a field of corpses and orphans and widows.

"You probably haven't thought about what would happen to a kingdom without these soldiers? As far as I know, the king of the Kingdom of Darons is very lenient with his people, and the kingdom's soldiers are not the kind of people who oppress the people to the point of being wicked."

"On the contrary, they fought extremely bravely against pirates, which is why they did not retreat despite being slaughtered by you."

"You didn't think about their wives and children when you killed them, so why should I consider you when I kill your wives and children?"

"Rest assured, after you die, I will find your wife and children and bring them to the Kingdom of Darons. If they are willing to forgive your descendants, then I will spare them."

Raleigh left with a smile, and he left decisively.

Roger was left alone in the gloomy prison, lost in thought.