The Great Voyage Begins with the Celestial Dragons

"A shell of revenge."

Luther repeated it with amusement, looking Luo up and down with great interest:

"The Flevans royal family, along with neighboring nobles, world government officials, and neighboring troops, total 4296 people. I can casually order their heads to roll. That way, your revenge will be complete, and my only request is that you kill Rosinandi. How about this deal? You're guaranteed to make a profit."

"Enough, Celestial Dragons!"

Rosinandi frowned and interrupted, saying:

"If you want to manipulate people's hearts, go find someone else, not Luo."

"How can this be called manipulating people's hearts?"

Luther chuckled lightly and said leisurely:

"A shell of revenge, that's what he said himself. Now there's an opportunity for revenge in front of him. If I were the avenger, I would have no reason not to take it. After fulfilling his destiny of revenge, he can truly be free. Or do you not want him to be redeemed, but want him to live in the shadows forever?"

“You’re using a fallacy of logic. You’ll never find peace through killing for revenge,” Rosinandi scoffed.

"So, if revenge isn't met with killing, will the avenger find peace? You're not trying to get Law to let go of his hatred, are you? The dead might be willing, but can he really let go himself?"

Luther looked at Luo, whose face was full of struggle, with amusement, and was also very curious to know the other's answer.

As he said before, the world has no shortage of life.

One of his few pleasures was watching these lives struggle in the world.

In return, he fulfilled the other party's wish.

If Law really chooses to trade one life for 4000 lives, he will do as the other party wishes and order the arrest of all those involved, so that Law can watch them be killed.

As for Rosinante's life, he doesn't need it; keeping him alive would be more interesting.

However, Luther knew very well that if Luo made that choice, he would no longer be Luo.

As he expected, Luo Ningshen raised his head and said in a soft but firm voice:

"I can take revenge myself!"

Upon hearing this, Rosinante gave Rosinante an approving look.

Sengoku, on the other hand, sat quietly to the side, completely an observer.

Sengoku could tell that Luther seemed to think highly of Law, but it wasn't because of the Op-Op Fruit; it was more like he thought highly of the person.

He didn't know much about Luo himself, only that he was a pitiful person.

But there were too many pitiful people on the sea, and he couldn't see anything special about Luo besides the fruit.

"Can you really take revenge on your own?"

Luther looked at Luo with a half-smile and said without any hesitation:

"Imagine you dedicate everything to revenge, constantly striving and diligently cultivating your skills. Meanwhile, your enemies continue to lord it over others, indulging in pleasure and savoring the good things in the world."

"By the time you finally have the strength to take revenge, it will be at least 15 to 20 years. By then, those people involved will be old and frail. When you finally come knocking on their door, they will be lying on their deathbeds. And as your knife is about to pierce their bodies, they will look at you mockingly, as if ridiculing the ridiculousness of your life's efforts."

"Stop talking!!!" Luo said in a hoarse voice, his face pale.

However, Luther completely ignored him.

He directly suppressed Rosinante, who was trying to step forward, with Conqueror's Haki, and then calmly continued:

"Oh, of course, you can also grab their innocent offspring, drag them to their sickbeds, and cut off their heads one by one. That way, they might be able to understand your feelings at the time and shout at you with remorse that they should have killed you long ago."

"As for the repentance you're imagining, it's unlikely to happen. If they truly had that conscience, they wouldn't have committed such evil deeds in the first place. However, if you put a knife to their throats, and combine that with your fame decades later, you might be able to get them to confess."

"No...please stop talking..." Luo's voice trembled slightly.

The thought of such a scene terrified him.

What truly sent shivers down his spine was that what Luther said was most likely true...

"That's not right either. If you become famous in the future, maybe when you come to their door, they will take the initiative to confess in order to save their lives. Their disgustingly humble appearance will not only not give you the pleasure of revenge, but will only make you feel endless emptiness."

"Think about it carefully. Are you really willing to wait until you grow up before seeking revenge? Or is your revenge just empty talk, without any real intention? I even suspect that in ten or twenty years, you will forget your hatred for Flevance and be replaced by new emotions."

For example...

"I told you to stop talking!"

Luo, somewhat distraught, charged forward, waving his fists, but before he could take a single step, he was tripped by Reiju, who pressed him against the deck.

Luther glanced at the fallen Luo and said with a smile:

"Can you really become an Avenger, Trafalgar D. Law?!"

Chapter 253 A Fair Trade

"I..."

Luo was emotionally devastated by what Luther said, tears streaming down his face, his gaze fixed on Luther with a deathly silence mixed with hatred.

Luther slowly walked forward, stood in front of Luo, and bent down slightly:

"By the way, Flevance is no longer a ruin. The new white town will be rebuilt on the old site, and platinum and lead will continue to be mined. A new cycle is about to begin."

"Whether you want to be a messenger of justice, a vengeful ghost, or a survivor who cannot bear to see tragedy repeat itself, without sufficient power and influence, you are nothing."

“I can give you three minutes to consider. I can also give up Rosinandi’s life. You’d better think carefully about what you can give me in exchange for the lives of these 4296 people and the position of the new King of Flevans.”

"I don't need to consider what we'll exchange it for!"

Luo stared intently at Luther, as Luther's earlier words triggered a flood of painful memories, making him appear somewhat frantic.

“I can give you anything except Mr. Corazon. You can exchange 4296 lives for my life. In the future, I will kill more than 4296 lives for you!”

Since he had a choice, he would not let any of those who had harmed Flevans go unpunished.

The bloodshed and carnage of that night will forever be etched in his heart.

"Excellent eyesight and willpower!"

Luther's lips curled slightly upwards as he casually picked up a glass full of wine from the table beside him and slowly poured it down.

"The contract is now in effect. I will deliver 4296 lives to you as agreed."

"I will remember my vow: as long as you do not harm Mr. Corazon, I will be loyal to you for life!"

Luo let Luther drip the liquor onto his head, raised his head, and shouted out his promise.

"Great, I'll make the arrangements as soon as possible. I hope you'll have the courage then."

Luther chuckled and gestured to Reiju.

Reiju released Law's restraints without expression and stood beside Luther.

Seeing Luo Na's resentful expression, she couldn't help but return a provocative look.

Ignoring their subtle movements, Luther calmly walked to Rosinandi's side:

“You raised that child very well. Even at the very end, even if he gave up revenge, he was unwilling to give up on you.”

“But you still dragged him into hell. You Celestial Dragons are indeed a bunch of demons.” Rosinante’s voice was hoarse.

“If someone like me who helps others seek justice is considered a devil, then perhaps it would be better if there were more devils in this world,” Luther chuckled.

He didn't think he had done anything wrong.

Law sacrificed the rest of his life, and he helped Law get revenge immediately, which is fair to both sides.

"Ha, revenge for revenge, no one will have a good ending," Rosinante sneered.

"So I am not you, Luo is not you, and his enemy is not his own brother."

Luther looked at Rosinandi, a playful smirk on his lips:

"Watching your own brother kill your father must feel terrible. And because he's your brother, you don't dare to or want to take revenge on him, so you can only comfort yourself with this thought."

“Say what you will, I will never agree with your ideas. Make sure I never see Rosinante again, or I’ll drag him back from hell!” Rosinante said resolutely.

"Whether you agree or not is irrelevant. I didn't mean to stop you from seeing Luo. If you're so capable, try taking him away."

Luther smiled slightly. With Rosinante around, Rosinante was more than just an avenger.

Perhaps the future we have now will be even better than the future we have in mind.

He wasn't worried at all about Luo's betrayal. If Luo still betrayed him because of Rosinante's words after he helped him get revenge, then even without Rosinante, he might be betrayed by someone else in the future.

There's no need for him to keep such a disloyal person; he has plenty of other subordinates.

However, since Rosinante said that, and he's not exactly a nice guy, he has to turn the tables and annoy the other party back.

Luther turned to Sengoku, who had remained silent, and said with a light laugh:

"Marshal Sengoku, I think Rosinante's abilities are somewhat lacking. He could easily lose his life at sea. Perhaps we should have him attend the elite naval training camp, and after that, let him gain some experience on Chief of Staff Tsuru's or Admiral Sakazuki's ships."

Upon hearing this, Sengoku was taken aback.

Putting aside their past grievances, after thinking it over, he nodded:

"That's definitely a good idea."

This time, Rosinandi almost got into trouble. If he is not disciplined, a tragedy he doesn't want to see may happen in the future.

Knowing that Rosinante was injured by a group of ordinary pirates by accident made Sengoku feel uneasy.

He was a naval officer whom he had personally trained, and he was a lieutenant colonel at headquarters a few years ago, but now he's regressing.

Sengoku now thinks it would be good to let Rosinante learn from Zefa and then let Tsuru mentor him as well.

"Luther, you bastard!"

When Rosinandi saw that Zhan Guo agreed, his face turned green, and he angrily cursed.

Of all the people in the naval system, the ones he disliked the most were Tsuru and Sakazuki.

One liked to discipline him, while the other was a ruthless killer, which didn't fit his sense of justice.

Not to mention sending him to Zephyr's training camp, where he was a lieutenant colonel, which was tantamount to being sent back to school to study again.

"You should call me cousin, my dear Rosinandi cousin."

Luther replied with a smile, ignoring Rosinante's calls, and leisurely led Reiju back to the ship's cabin.

He trusted that the Warring States period would handle the rest.