The Great Voyage Begins with the Celestial Dragons

He was almost certain that he had never seen anything of this caliber before.

He could even feel that the lead poisoning had become somewhat sluggish and stagnant due to the injection of this liquid.

Before he could even ask where the potion came from, Sengoku, whom he considered a strange old man, said something that left him dumbfounded.

"My silly son Rosinante, it's good to see that you're still alive!"

Chapter 251 Intricate Relationships

"Is that your and Doflamingo's father?"

Luo's voice suddenly rose, and he looked at Sengoku in disbelief.

No matter how you look at it, there is no connection between the two.

"I have absolutely no connection with Doflamingo."

Zhan Guo spoke with a smile, his gaze always fixed on Rosinante.

He was relieved to see that Rosinante was still alive.

He disapproved of Rosinante's approach from the beginning, believing that investigating Doflamingo's crimes in the underworld was completely pointless.

The World Government has made it clear that they should not touch Doflamingo, so they can only put on a show.

To avoid upsetting Rosinandi, he has sent the most tactful He to Beihai many times over the years, all to make things easier for both sides.

Now that Rosinandi has been exposed and nothing unexpected has happened, he is quite satisfied.

"Eh!!!"

Upon hearing Sengoku's words, Luo showed a shocked expression.

The strange old man, Sengoku, was Rosinante's adoptive father, something he never expected.

but...

Luo looked Sengoku up and down, who was still wearing a swimsuit, and couldn't help but nod subconsciously.

This unreliable demeanor does indeed resemble Rosinante's...

Rosinante, on the other hand, has been ignoring Sengoku.

Once aboard the Don Quixote, his gaze remained fixed on Luther, his expression shifting from doubt to surprise and then to a hint of resentment.

Luther swirled the wine glass in his hand, whether intentionally or unintentionally, perfectly displaying his superiority as a Celestial Dragon.

His gaze swept indifferently over Rosinante, a slight smile playing on his lips:

"What, do you have a problem with my elder brother? My dear younger brother!"

Upon hearing this, Luo was so shocked that his entire worldview was shattered.

So, this whole ship is full of Rosinandi's relatives?

The problem is, I don't know if this older brother is a biological brother or a adopted brother...

In an instant, Luo's previously meager gossip spirit suddenly surged, and curiosity almost filled his face.

If it were anyone else, no matter how exciting it was, he wouldn't want to know anything, but this was Rosinante, a man who was like a father and brother to him, and very important to him.

"Tsk, even though it's been over ten years, hearing you say these words still makes me furious."

A look of disgust rose on Rosinandi's heavily made-up face, which resembled that of a clown.

He belonged to the navy and endorsed the justice of the Sengoku period and the navy.

This doesn't prevent him from having a biased attitude towards the Celestial Dragons. Especially as he learns more about their actions, he feels that his parents' idea of ​​leaving the Celestial Dragons was right, but they hadn't thought about the future developments or taken away the power to protect themselves.

In Rosinante's eyes, the only right thing the Celestial Dragons did was to refuse Doflamingo's request to rejoin them when he presented Doflamingo with his father's head.

"While I am grateful that you rejected Doflamingo's fantasies, I still cannot feel any goodwill towards you. I am truly sorry, Celestial Dragon Lord Luther!"

Rosinandi spoke unpleasantly, without any regard for Luther's status.

Sometimes, he's just a reckless person.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have taken Law around seeking medical help, or even ventured into a group of pirates to seize the Ope Ope no Mi ahead of time.

Luther didn't seem to care much about what Rosinante said.

He didn't originally come for Rosinandi; the worse their relationship was, the more it proved the value of Sengoku's earlier request.

Law, standing nearby, immediately showed hostility upon hearing that Luther was a Celestial Dragon.

As a resident of White Town, he never forgot the tragedy of that day.

He simply couldn't accept that the World Government stood by and watched the royal family of White Town leave.

Noticing Luo's expression, Luther suddenly smiled slightly:

"Trafalgar D. Law, the user of the Op-Op Fruit, that's right."

What do you want?

Rosinandi looked on warily, shielding Rosinandi tightly behind him.

"I don't want anything. Although the D has different meanings, I have quite a few people with the surname D under my command. But there is one statement that I agree with."

Luther chuckled softly, leaning back on the soft sofa, his playful gaze fixed on Luo, and said unhurriedly:

"Only blood can repay hatred. After the blood of your father, mother, sister, playmates, and even the nun flowed before your eyes, do you really not have a single thought?"

“Hey, Your Highness Luther, your idea seems quite dangerous.”

Sengoku leaned back in his chair and offered a reminder from the navy's perspective.

Of course, this statement, though meant as a reminder, was more like a way of supporting Luther.

Luther, following Sengoku's lead, smiled and said:

"Of the 86 members of the royal family in the white town of Flevans, men, women, and children, not one was a righteous person; otherwise, they wouldn't have fled silently beforehand. The World Government officials involved in the Flevans massacre totaled 23, and they collectively adopted an indifferent attitude. Meanwhile, 64 members of the nobility and royal family from neighboring countries participated in the massacre plan, and 4123 soldiers who participated were still alive three days ago."

Luther laid out a series of data in a straightforward manner, and at the end casually added:

"Fortunately, it hasn't been long yet, and not many of those who experienced it firsthand have died; these people are still alive..."

"Stop talking!"

Rosinandi glared at Luther through gritted teeth, not wanting him to continue.

How could he sit idly by saying such words that were clearly meant to evoke Luo's painful memories and hatred? He had gone to great lengths to pull Luo out of hell.

"Mr. Corazon..."

Laura tugged at the hem of La Rossini's clothes.

When Rosinante saw Rona's lifeless eyes, he opened his mouth as if to say something, but in the end, he could only manage a bitter smile.

In fact, he had always known that Luo harbored a great hatred in his heart.

This hatred is the greatest motivation that keeps Luo alive.

A child of no more than ten years old survived a hellish massacre of a nation, with all his relatives, friends, and acquaintances dead.

It's obvious that such a child's heart must be filled with immense darkness.

“Luther! I’m warning you, Luo doesn’t need…”

Before Rosinante could finish speaking, Rosinante tugged at his sleeve again and shook his head at him.

He was grateful to Rosinante for standing up for him, but after the bloody night in the white town, some responsibilities and obsessions became his daily and nightly obsessions.

Completely different from other children of the same age, Luo, now 13, has matured mentally and has long had his own convictions because he has experienced too much.

He took two steps forward, breaking away from Rosinante's protection, and faced Luther directly with his small body.

"His Highness Luther!"

During their conversation, he also learned the other person's name.

Luo raised his head, stared at Luther, and asked, word by word:

When exactly did the World Government learn the inside story of platinum lead poisoning?

Platinum lead disease is not an infectious disease, but a genetic disease that can only be contracted by long-term mining of platinum and lead.

He was eager to know when the World Government had begun to stand by and watch Flevance perish.

Chapter 252 Words That Pierce the Heart

"The World Government began researching platinum-lead disease as soon as it emerged, about a hundred years ago, and informed the Flevans royal family. You must understand, what the World Government wants is a place of origin that can continuously supply platinum and lead products, not a country in turmoil," Luther said calmly.

He didn't hide anything at all, nor was there any need for him to.

If Luo's mental fortitude cannot even withstand this, then there is no need to discuss anything further.

"Has there been no cure for lead poisoning in the last hundred years?"

Luo stared intently at Luther, his eyes filled with doubt.

Luther glanced at Luo and said, "You should know the nature of platinum lead poisoning. Fundamentally, it's not a disease, but a mineral toxin."

“Yes, it’s a mineral toxin. As long as the platinum and lead elements in the body can be cleared, the person can gradually return to normal. But if they can’t be cleared, they can be passed on to the next generation,” Luo said bitterly.

"Since you understand that this is a poison, you should understand one principle."

Luther ignored Luo's somber tone and instead stated bluntly:

“From the beginning, treating lead poisoning was not a difficult task for the World Government. Just because Doflamingo and Rosinante couldn't do it doesn't mean the World Government can't. But treatment will incur costs, and simply put, the Flevans royal family is unwilling or unable to pay those costs.”

"So your World Government just stands by and watches us die?" Law glared at Luther with resentment.

"Yes, they just stood by and watched someone die."

Luther looked at the other person with a half-smile, saying things that Luo found completely unacceptable:

"This world lacks everything except life. Do you really care about the lives that Doflamingo has taken? No, you only care about the people around you. If your parents, sister, and friends were still alive, would you still hate the World Government so much?"

"But, there are no 'ifs'!!!"

Luo glared at Luther with resentment. He no longer tried to argue with him, but instead said:

"Frevans was destroyed, and my soul was buried on that day. I, who survived, am merely a shell seeking revenge, nothing more!"