The Journey of Freedom After the Awakening of the Shadow-Shadow Fruit

Moria was helpless against this.

The only way to remove it is for Hera to perform surgery on them and take it out little by little.

Chapter 44 Captain Mopa, please (A polite request)

In the blink of an eye!

One night passed.

As the sun fully emerged from the darkness, Hera inside the cave had essentially completed her surgery.

All the bone fragments have been removed, and the wound is being stitched up.

Moria has woken up, while Perona is still sleeping.

Not long after!

The surgical wounds were now stitched up. Moria walked to Hera's side, looked at Sidoro and Grimr, who were sleeping on the operating table, and asked, "Should I infuse them with life energy?"

"No need." Hera shook her head, her voice weary. "The adults' abilities shouldn't be exposed. Let them recover slowly."

"Alright then!"

Moria didn't insist. Looking at Hera's tired face, he said, "You should go and rest too. We'll talk about joining the pirate crew when everyone has recovered."

Without waiting for Hera's reply, Moria walked towards the cave entrance, intending to take a good look at the island.

"it is good"

Looking at Moria's departing figure, Hera's expression was complicated. After all the twists and turns, she never expected to become a pirate in the end.

Hera wouldn't go back on her promise, especially after what happened last night, she now understood.

Whether or not someone becomes a pirate is not up to them, but up to the Navy and the World Government. They can call you a pirate, whether you are or not.

Thinking about this, Hera no longer felt as averse to becoming a pirate as before.

"Let's rest first, and talk to Sidoro and Gamiel when they wake up."

Thinking about how she had agreed to let the two of them join the Moria Pirates on their behalf, Hera felt she needed to explain things to them.

Walking to a corner of the living area inside the cave, there was a huge soft bed. Hera lay down on it and immediately fell asleep.

On the other side!

Moria emerged and flew high into the sky to look down at the crescent-shaped island.

"There are many hidden reefs around, making it difficult for ships to approach. It's a secret base!"

"Besides, the creatures swimming underwater in the reef should be sharks."

After observing for a while, Moria concluded that this was an island that was difficult for both ships and people to reach.

No wonder Hera used this place as her secret base for medical research; it was indeed not easy for anyone to discover it.

Around 2 PM!

The sun was high in the sky, and Hera, Sidorro, and Gamiel had all already woken up.

At this moment, the five people sat around a huge stone table outside the cave, which was filled with fragrant roasted meat and exquisite fruits.

Sidoro showed no interest in the food on the table, staring blankly at the shadow servants busy preparing the barbecue not far away, and then at Moria.

After turning his head and staring at it for a while, Sidoro finally accepted reality.

"In other words, what Hera said about last night is true."

Sidor looked at Moria, his face filled with shock, and said, "The person who instantly killed a Marine Vice Admiral and saved us is actually a big shot from the New World, the Actor Gecko Moria!!!"

Click click!

While eating the roasted meat, Moria said, "You can just call me Mopa. That's my name too, and it's the name I'll be using from now on in this identity."

Moria then explained to Sidorlo what he had said to Hera.

"Is this really a good idea?" Hera asked worriedly. "My brother isn't very bright. It would be bad if he revealed your identity."

"Hey, hey!" Sidor said discontentedly, "Sis, I'm a navigator, how could I be stupid? Don't talk nonsense."

"you"

Hera's brow furrowed, and she was about to speak when Moria waved his hand to interrupt her, saying, "It doesn't matter. Since I'm inviting you to join my pirate crew, you'll be my comrades from now on. It's only natural for you to know."

As soon as he finished speaking, the atmosphere on the table changed instantly, and Sidorro's face was full of guilt.

Even Grimm, who was quietly eating meat without getting involved, stopped and looked up at Hera in silence.

If it weren't for saving the two of them, they believed that Hera would never have agreed to join Moria's pirate crew.

Thinking about this, both of them felt a little heavy-hearted, unsure how to face Moria's words.

"Although I joined Lord Mopa's pirate crew in your place yesterday, if you are unwilling..."

Hera then looked at Moria and pleaded, "I hope Lord Mopa can forgive them. I am willing to give everything I have to get their freedom back."

"No!" Sidoro quickly said to Moria, "I'm willing, I'm willing to join Lord Mopa's pirate crew."

“Me too!” Steelmir glanced at Moria.

They knew Hera was someone who wouldn't go back on her word once she made a promise, so they didn't want Hera to sacrifice anything because of them.

Moreover, they didn't want to leave Hera, and they were worried about leaving Hera alone with Moria.

"You guys!" Hera sighed, unsure whether to be happy or angry.

Hahaha!

At that moment, Moria suddenly burst out laughing, thinking: It's time to start showing off my Oscar-worthy performance.

"Let's be frank. I hope you join my pirate crew out of genuine gratitude, not out of obligation."

Moria's smile faded, and he said seriously, "If someone is unwilling, it means they don't trust each other. If comrades don't trust each other, what's the point of being comrades?"

This question of trust left Hera silent for a moment.

Moria was telling the truth; she did indeed agree.

But from the fact that she addressed Moria with the formal "you," it's clear that politeness implies an invisible distance and an invisible distrust.

Moria felt it necessary to first convince Hera to genuinely join them. Sidoro and Gormir, on the other hand, were both focused on Hera and could be ignored.

"The reason you've always resisted becoming pirates is because it's pirates and human traffickers who are burning, killing, and robbing Fishman Island, right?"

“Yes!” Hera and her brother nodded.

Moria understood and said quietly, "All along, pirates have played the role of someone who harms fish-men in your minds."

"Have you ever wondered why Fishman Island hasn't been destroyed by pirates since the Great Pirate Era began, and has even remained relatively stable?"

"Yes." Faced with this question, Hera and her brother uttered a single word and then fell silent, their eyes flickering.

In their minds, a burly, imposing man with a crescent-shaped beard came to mind.

"Although you were no longer on Fishman Island at that time, there should have been news reports in the newspapers."

Moria said in a deep voice, "A pirate named Whitebeard brought peace to Fishman Island with his name."

"Even now, members of the Whitebeard Pirates are still stationed on Fishman Island, protecting its peace."

"So why are you so fixated on harming the pirates of Fishman Island, instead of becoming pirates who protect the peace of Fishman Island?"

Boom!

Hera and her brother's expressions changed. Moriah's words were like a hammer blow, striking them deeply and leaving them in silence.

When Whitebeard declared Fishman Island his territory, the siblings saw it in the newspapers outside.

At the time, they thought Fishman Island was under the rule of pirates, so they went back there once.

After learning the truth, the siblings felt at ease and returned to the sea to make their way in the world.

But knowing something in your heart is one thing, accepting it is another.

Today, Moria exposed all of this, and the burdens that the siblings had imposed on themselves were completely and ruthlessly shattered.

"hehe!"

Moria noticed their expressions, smiled, and continued, "Pirate is just a title; it has nothing to do with people doing evil."

Just like the human traffickers you hate the most, in the eyes of the Navy and the World Government, they are civilians. If you kill a human trafficker, you kill a civilian, and you will be wanted by the authorities.

"So, it's people who do evil, it has nothing to do with whether you're a pirate or not."

"Finally," Moria said solemnly, "Hera, your dream requires you to learn more, to travel to wider worlds, to have greater strength, and to have companions to help you."

"Without Sidoro's navigation skills, there are many places you can't reach. Without the strength, you would have died yesterday, and your dream would truly have remained just a dream."

"So," Moria said to Hera and the others, "join my pirate crew and let's achieve our dreams together."

After saying that, Moria solemnly reminded them, "Please consider this carefully. I will not invite you a second time. You can refuse, but you can repay yesterday's kindness in another way."

"I hope you genuinely want to be my companions."

After hearing Moria's heartfelt words, even Steelmir, who had been indifferent, began to take it seriously. He could feel the sincerity of a man.

Sidoro, on the other hand, was excited and trembling all over. He saw infinite possibilities in the man in front of him.

Perhaps only by being with a man like this could his suppressed fighting spirit be unleashed, Sidor thought.

Hera opened her mouth, but ultimately didn't utter the words of refusal.

She understood that her younger brother Sidor and Grimm were both extremely passionate about battle, and if it weren't for her, they would have already ventured into the Grand Line.

Now that Moriah's words have dispelled her inner demons, there's no need for her to persist any longer.

And

"To achieve each other's dreams together with my companions seems like a good idea," Hera thought to herself, a soft smile playing on her lips.

It must be said that Moriah's words deeply moved her.

"Sidoro, Gamiel!"

Having made up her mind, Hera stood up. Sidorro and Grimr exchanged a chuckle and stood up as well.

The three men faced Moria with serious expressions and solemnly said, "From this day forward, we three entrust our care to Captain Mopa!"

Chapter 45 The Pirate Crew is Formed (Three Polite Requests)