One Piece: We already have the Four Gods, so my Six Paths Sage is reasonable, right?

After saying that, Harald slowly closed his eyes and didn't say anything more.

"Tap tap tap tap~~~"

Rocks, Ron, Whitebeard, and Linlin walked up to Harald almost side by side.

Harald kept his eyes closed, and blood dripped from his chin onto the ground.

He was not afraid of death.

"Tap tap tap~~~"

A series of more hurried and heavy footsteps sounded from behind Locke.

Then, the figure swept past Lockes and the others, stopping in front of Harald.

"Loki!" Loki's voice trembled with a tearing pain. Tears seeped from the edges of his bandages, completely soaking the cloth, and snot mingled with his tears, smearing his face. His voice was hoarse as he pleaded, "Spare my father...please..."

Harald suddenly opened his eyes, his bloodshot eyes swirling with an indescribable, complex emotion.

He roared with almost all his might, "Get away from me, Loki! This is none of your business!"

"Rocks!!!" Loki didn't turn around, but lowered his head and bowed it forcefully in the direction of Rocks.

Rocks didn't respond to Loki. He turned his head and looked at Ron beside him, a relaxed smile on his lips: "What do you think, Ron?"

Ron shrugged, his tone calm: "Don't ask me about these things, Rocks. I'm not the captain."

Lox withdrew his gaze and looked back at Harald. At that moment, the smile on his face slowly faded, like a gust of wind carrying away the last bit of warmth. Then he spoke softly, "So be it, Harald. This is the last time I will set foot on Elrubaf. As a friend from the past, I hope that when you look back on today, you will still have no regrets about your choice."

After saying that, Rocks turned around and was the first to leave.

Whitebeard silently followed, his naginata slung over his shoulder, his silhouette stretched long and thin in the pale light of the day.

Lingling followed behind, looking relaxed.

Ron stood there for two seconds longer than usual.

His gaze fell on Loki, or rather, on Harald kneeling in a pool of blood.

Then he gave a meaningful smile in that direction, and finally turned and left.

"Hey everyone, did we forget something?" Lingling asked.

"What?" the white-bearded man asked.

"Treasure!" Lingling's voice rose several octaves.

"Ha ha ha ha!" Lox's laughter exploded ahead. "Who said there was treasure?! I already said there was no profit from this trip!"

Lingling's face fell: "I can't accept this! Someone tell me this isn't true...!"

"Feed".

Kaido's voice suddenly came from the side, growing louder as it approached.

The group stopped and turned around. Kaido, carrying his spiked club, was running towards them, yelling at Ron, "Ron, you almost hit me! Shouldn't you give me some compensation?!"

"Extorting me?" Ron joked with a laugh, "Put it on Rocks' tab!"

Lox, who had been wearing a composed smile, suddenly stopped in his tracks, turned around, and cursed, "Ron, you're putting everything on my tab?! Don't be like that bastard Newgate!"

"Gulala lala".

The white-bearded man laughed loudly: "So what? Who told you to be our captain on the surface? If you're worried about owing money, I'll be the captain."

"You wish, Newgate!" Rocks chuckled, then resumed his stride and continued on his way.

Whitebeard, on the other hand, seemed indifferent; he hadn't really wanted to be the captain anyway.

Kaido quickly caught up with Ron and walked alongside him, his smile so wide he couldn't hide it: "We won, right?"

"Yes, Kaido." Ron nodded.

Kaido looked delighted, carrying his spiked club and striding along, then humming a little tune.

"Victory or defeat, a single thought can make all the difference."

"Life and death are but a fleeting moment, yet their heroic spirit shines eternally."

"This land is so vast, where is home?"

"Overcome numerous obstacles, and witness the magnificent fireworks display ♫"

"He won the world, but lost her ♫"

As soon as the little tune started to play, Ron looked at Kaido with a surprised expression.

This guy... he actually wrote it down.

"Please, Kaido, you're completely off-key!" Whitebeard couldn't remember how he hummed it, but it sounded very different from Ron's.

"Just tell me if the lines are right or not!" Kaido said with a nonchalant smile.

"What are you saying? Why can't I understand a word?" Lingling said.

"It's normal that you don't understand," Kaido said, lifting his chin with a hint of smugness. "This is our special little tune!"

"Tch," Lingling sneered, "Look how pleased you are, Kaido."

"Hey, Ron," Kaido ignored Linlin's taunts and turned closer to Ron, "What's the name of this little tune?"

"A name?" Ron raised his head slightly, as if he had been thinking seriously for a few seconds, and then said frankly, "I call it 'True Hero'."

He paused for a moment, then added, "Of course, you can also call it the 'Rocks March'."

"Hahaha~~ The Rocks March? As expected of you, Ron." Rocks, who was walking ahead, looked very happy.

"Stop talking, Ron, that guy Rocks's mouth is practically pointing to the sky," the white-bearded man chuckled.

"I think it would be better to call it 'Lingling March,' and it sounds even better, doesn't it?" Lingling chimed in.

"Hey, Rocks!"

Suddenly, a passionate voice came from behind.

Lockes and the others all turned around in unison.

Loki stood before Harald, his voice carried on the wind as he chased after Loki: "Please allow me to join you!"

Rocks watched Loki's figure quietly from a distance, recalling Loki's earlier words: one day, he would become very strong and help him become the King of the World.

A moment later, a calm smile appeared on Lox's face.

He slowly turned around.

Loki's shoulders slumped slightly, and an uncontrollable sense of loss appeared on his face.

He lowered his head and stopped speaking, like a newly lit lamp being blown by the wind.

"Little brat."

Lox's voice came from ahead, neither loud nor soft, "I've changed my mind. Hopefully, you'll have grown taller by the time I come to Elubaf next time. Otherwise... I'll still refuse you."

Loki suddenly looked up.

What he saw was Locks with his back to him, casually waving his hand, a gesture that seemed like a farewell, yet also like a promise.

Loki's face instantly lit up with a radiant smile. He nodded vigorously and shouted, "You have to come! You have to come to Elubaf again, Rocks! That's a promise, isn't it!"