I am the Bandit King of the East Sea.

"So, what's the next step?"

Sig thought for a moment.

He activated the power of the [Original Hero], and suddenly several more glowing, deep tunnels appeared before him once more.

In a mysterious way, Sieg also learned that each tunnel represented a point in time where time travel was possible.

Of these, the first tunnel that Sieg had reached was now rapidly shrinking and collapsing in the sea of ​​stars, and finally disappeared.

Does this mean we can never go back to that era?

Sieg understood, but at the same time found it a little strange.

This indicates that the journey to the Holy Land can be considered a failure, and Sieg can no longer return to that point in time.

"Does this mean I can't maintain the lie that the Celestial Dragons' treasure vault was stolen?"

Sieg pondered for a moment, then suddenly snapped back to reality and looked at one of the tunnels in front of him.

He suddenly realized why he had failed.

The timing doesn't match.

Long ago, when Crocodile blamed Higuma for looting the Celestial Dragons' treasury, he was clearly saying...

"The theft of the holy site more than 20 years ago."

However, the era that Higuma had traveled to before was the pirate world more than forty years ago.

Entering the Holy Land at the wrong time is almost certainly a doomed journey.

Damn it! Who can remember a setting from so long ago?!

Sieg felt a little annoyed.

If he had been able to recall the time of the so-called theft of the sacred site earlier, he wouldn't have entered the sacred site prematurely, ultimately dying and wasting the karmic power he had painstakingly accumulated.

"So, what's next..."

Sieg's gaze swept between the several time tunnels, finally settling on the last one that stood out from the rest.

Through the deep cave entrance, Sieg glimpsed himself, surrounded by fifty-six emperors, holding a wine cup.

The last time tunnel, which is the "now" point in time.

"Even if not all the lies were completed, is it possible to return to the original point in time ahead of schedule?"

"But it's no use; turning back early is also a dead end."

Sieg sighed slightly, shook his head, and walked into a time tunnel.

The second time travel has begun.

Chapter 633 The Beginning of the Legend

Port of Rogge.

On a pirate ship that was moored.

"Seriously, Roger, where did he go again?"

On the deck, a young man wearing dark glasses and with his black hair neatly tied in a ponytail couldn't help but complain a few times:

"Wasn't it supposed to be that we'd be embarking on the exciting Grand Line tomorrow? But here he is, the captain, who has vanished without a trace at this crucial moment."

“Rayleigh? You should know where Roger went, right?”

The young man with the ponytail turned his head to look at Rayleigh, a young man lying on a beach chair on the shore.

At this time, Rayleigh was in his early twenties, and his appearance was similar to that of decades later, except that his hair was a light orange-yellow.

"Don't worry about it so much, Jabba. Loguetown is Roger's hometown after all, it won't hurt to let him stay a little longer."

Rayleigh smiled and said:

"If Roger were to be found, I could probably guess where he is."

Rayleigh lazily got up from the beach chair and led Jabba and the rest of the pirates deeper into Loguetown.

After navigating through the streets and alleys, we finally arrived at a somewhat secluded bar in the old town.

As they expected, Roger was sitting alone at the bar, already drinking.

"Roger, here's your order... Angel's Kiss," the owner said.

The bartender pushed a glass of wine in front of Roger, whose eyes lit up slightly, and he downed it in one gulp.

"Is this cocktail really that good, Roger?"

“Every time you come to a bar, you have to order one of these.”

Rayleigh sat down at the bar next to Roger and asked curiously.

Roger smiled slightly, but didn't explain anything, only looking at the empty wine glass in his hand.

"It's been five or six years, hasn't it?" Roger asked softly, as if answering himself.

"Yes, five or six years have passed, and my Angel's Kiss still lacks that exact flavor," the shop owner replied with a smile.

"He bought the tavern, but five or six years have passed and he hasn't returned to Loguetown at all."

"Hehe, if you think about it that way, I actually made over ten million Berries for free back then."

The tavern owner chatted and laughed with Roger for a few moments, leaving Rayleigh and Jabba, his fellow pirates, standing aside.

"Hey Roger, who exactly is that man you guys keep talking about?"

Jabba, not one to hold back, interrupted their conversation.

"That guy... he's a bandit," Roger said absentmindedly, twirling his wine glass.

"Bandits?"

Rayleigh and Jabba were both slightly taken aback.

In the past five or six years, the Roger Pirates have practically traversed the entire East Blue, encountering more than one bandit on the islands.

However, the bandits they encountered were mostly low-level thugs, with bounties of only a few million or tens of millions, and they were not any real powerhouses.

Roger, however, was talking to the bar owner about a bandit.

Roger seemed to sense Rayleigh and the others' confusion, and he smiled slightly:

"Don't let my appearance fool you, I used to be a bandit when I was young."

"Stop talking nonsense, how old are you anyway..." Jabba retorted instinctively, but seeing Roger's nostalgic gaze, he became somewhat suspicious.

At this moment, Roger urged again:

"Boss, another bottle of rum. No... another bucket."

The shopkeeper shook his head, took a bottle of rum from the liquor cabinet behind him, and placed it in front of Roger.

Roger popped the cork and gulped down the liquor, the liquid dripping down his chin.

"Roger, you seem to be having a good time. How long are you planning to stay in Loguetown this time?" the shopkeeper asked with a smile.

"I'll leave tomorrow." Roger wiped his mouth, a smile still lingering on his lips.

"This time I'm leaving, and I estimate it will be many years before I come back."

The boss's expression changed slightly.

"You wouldn't be thinking of trying to venture into the Grand Line again, would you?"

Sweat began to bead on the boss's forehead. He lowered his voice and warned:

"Roger, take my advice. The Grand Line is a sea of ​​demons from which there is no return. I have never seen a single person who has entered the Grand Line from the East Blue return safely."

Upon hearing this, Roger immediately looked up, as if he wanted to say something.

The bar owner, however, had already guessed his answer, and he shook his head:

"That guy claimed to have returned from the Grand Line, but now he's also nowhere to be found, isn't he? Maybe he..."

“No.” Roger shook his head, interrupting his boss.

"Give me some more rum, this time... a whole bucket, please."

Roger smiled and looked at Rayleigh and the others beside him, saying calmly:

"No... give me all the wine."

That day, Roger and his friends drank all the alcohol in the bar.

The next day, Roger left Loguetown as if nothing had happened, crossed Reverse Mountain, and officially entered the Grand Line.

This marked the beginning of a legend, a moment that should have been etched in the annals of pirate history.

But at the same time, on another ocean half a world away, a similar momentous event occurred that was enough to change the course of history.

Another person in the New World completely overshadowed the Pirate King Roger over the next ten years.

Before Roger became king, he was the true ruler of the seas.

His name was Lox D. Gibbek.

A legendary pirate so arrogant that he attempted to replace the Celestial Dragons and become the King of the World.

...........

The second half of the Grand Line: the New World.

Beehive Island.

This is an island known as Pirate Paradise, the entire island being the pirates' base camp, an island completely ruled by pirates.

And on this day.

The port of Beehive Island was crowded with all kinds of pirate ships, with a constant stream of vessels coming and going, making it many times more prosperous than before.

"This berth belongs to our Claymore Pirates. Are you looking for death?"

"Bullshit! It was clearly our Flying Tiger Pirates who got there first! First come, first served!"

"I think you're asking for it!"