I am the Bandit King of the East Sea.

"west...west...Xiger?" His mind was a little muddled, and he frowned as he pondered:

"This name... I feel like I've heard it somewhere before, but then again, I don't think I've."

Chapter 1004 Sig, that bitch

"Sigu? Who is he... I can't remember." Ace's eyes were blurry with drunkenness, and he seemed somewhat confused.

These words were spoken.

The smiles on the faces of Marco and the others, who had been watching the commotion from the sidelines, suddenly faded.

"Yes... It's been a full ten years since that legendary event of the shattered void."

Mar read aloud in a low voice:

"Ace, you're still young, only 20 years old. Rookie pirates of this age have probably already forgotten his name."

Everyone knows about One Piece and Mountain Bandit King.

But both of these titles are almost becoming just symbols.

The name that circulates in the world is the pseudonym Gol D. Roger, but what was Roger's real name, what kind of person was he, and whether he is still alive...? As time goes by, these things have long since turned into a fog.

The same applies to the bandit king.

Only those who lived through that era ten years ago can glimpse the deeds of the mountain bandit king.

"Ten years ago, when that man roamed the high seas, you were just a ten-year-old child. It's normal that you hadn't heard of him," Marco said with a soft laugh.

“No…” Ace shook his head:

"I think I've heard this name before, but where is it...?"

Ace pondered for a long time before finally finding the name Sig in the corners of his memory.

Roger and Rouge both mentioned this name...

It seems that Roger's survival was closely related to this man named Sieg.

"This guy..." Ace's mind was getting increasingly confused, and he couldn't help but say:

"Wang Luojie seems to have a close relationship with our mom, and she's actually Dad's woman? This is too messy. This Sig is such a bitch."

After he finished speaking, the surroundings fell silent, and Marco and the others looked at him in surprise.

At this moment, Ace realized he had spoken out of turn and his mind had cleared somewhat. He quickly bowed and apologized:

"I had too much to drink earlier, I'm really sorry I shouldn't have said those things."

His earnest apology only made Marco and the others burst into laughter again.

Ace looked at the laughing crowd around him with a blank expression. As he gradually came to his senses, he finally saw the bounty poster clearly.

"Sig...it's him!"

“I remember now…” Ace recalled what everyone had just said, standing there bewildered in the wind.

..............................

the other side.

Sieg and Roger drank together, and soon night fell.

The bright moon hung high in the sky, its light pouring down like water, shining through the window and casting long shadows of two men drinking.

Over a glass of wine, Roger recounted events from the past ten years.

After saying that, he raised his glass, drank a glass of wine, and asked with a smile:

"I've finished telling my story. So, where have you been for the past ten years since you disappeared?"

“My story is a long one…” Sieg said casually.

“I have time, I have patience, and I have wine.” Roger raised his glass again and clinked it with Sieg’s under the moonlight.

"It's not that I can't say..."

Sig raised his head and looked at the bright moon hanging high in the sky outside the window.

His eyes had become much deeper, and memories flooded his mind.

"I went to the infinite land and went there to fight against extraterrestrial beings."

"Good heavens, that was an earth-shattering battle!"

At this point, Sieg's eyes became slightly misty, and he began chanting again:

"I have witnessed galaxies crumble and the very foundations of the universe be obliterated..."

...........

The night grew deeper.

Sieg, who couldn't hold his liquor, had already fallen asleep and was helped to his room by Roger.

After doing all this, Roger returned to the living room.

At this moment, Rouge was tidying up the wine glasses on the table, while Roger was pacing alone in the living room, looking a little irritable.

"Whitebeard... he's gone too far! He actually stole my son!"

"Is this not over yet? Didn't you say you weren't angry anymore?" Rouge asked, puzzled.

"It's not appropriate to bring that up in front of Sigmund... Didn't you hear Sigmund speaking up for Whitebeard before?"

Roger shook his head:

"Rouge, do you think Higuma secretly did something with Whitebeard behind my back? I didn't tell anyone about giving Ace to Whitebeard... Could it be that Whitebeard instructed him to take Ace in?"

"...You're drunk."

Rouge said irritably, ignoring Roger and continuing to clear the tableware.

But soon after, her body stiffened slightly.

Roger embraced her from behind and whispered in Rouge's ear:

"Rouge, I think... we can't keep Ace's baby. Let's have a second child."

Rouge: ? ? ?

"I've already decided, this time if we have a daughter, we'll name her An..."

Even in his sixties, with his hair already slightly graying, the Pirate King Roger once again roused his spirits.

............

As the night deepened.

On the other side of the island, another major event occurred.

Beyond the snow-white high walls lies the uncertain final destination.

Betty, holding a red flag, stood before the high wall and gate, looking back at her companions.

In the dead of night, when all was quiet, the entire garbage mountain was filled with people.

Not only were there thousands of revolutionary soldiers deep in the mountains, but also many more scavengers standing among the crowd.

These scavengers are quite old, and some of them have burn scars on their bodies.

"Alright, you trash."

Betty held the red flag high, her indifferent gaze fixed on the scavengers.

“Among you, there may be survivors of the fire ten years ago.”

"The same thing has been going on for the past ten years. You know, this garbage mountain is almost full again... The nobles in the city will probably start cleaning it up again soon."

"So, what are you going to do?"

"Continue to scavenger and wait to die? Or fight alongside us?"

"Your destiny is in your own hands."

In the crowd, a burly thug curled his lip:

"What is this woman saying? Does she want to rebel against the king? Just by inciting a bunch of garbage collectors?"

He chuckled.

But after a moment, he couldn't laugh anymore.

Her words seemed to possess a strange magic, gradually strengthening the resolve of the revolutionary soldiers and scavengers.

They grabbed sticks, kitchen knives, torches... anything they could use as weapons from the garbage mountain and stood together.

"So what if you gather a bunch of garbage collectors? The city wall is this high." The burly thug shook his head.

At this time.

A commotion broke out inside the tightly closed door, and a moment later the heavy door was flung open.

Sabo emerged from the water pipe, looking at Betty and the thousands of people gathered behind her.

Chapter 1005 The Way of Sigmar

The Kingdom of Goa was just a remote and small country, relying on high walls to keep out thugs and bandits from outside, and it didn't have many soldiers to its name.

Leaving aside Sabo and Betty, the thousands of men they gathered, inspired by the Encouragement Fruit, were already a force capable of overthrowing the country.

Once the gates of the royal city opened, the outcome was no longer in doubt.

A night of strife.

By the time the morning light illuminated the streets again, the battle was already over.

Sabo, however, still has some concerns.

His concern wasn't about any remaining forces within the Goa Kingdom that could pose a threat, but rather about external enemies...

"Commander Beatty, will the World Government just stand by and do nothing? No matter how remote the Goa Kingdom is, it's still a country," Sabo asked.

Betty shook her head dismissively: