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Chapter 175 I'll let you go

"In such a hurry to leave?" Looking at Gern, cold sweat beaded on Vi's forehead, and he forced a smile.

"We...we just don't want to waste the Navy's time, after all, you still have missions to complete."

“Is that so?” Gern chuckled, his gaze sweeping over the scholars hurriedly packing on the deck and the bulging packages beside them.

"But I'm very curious, why would scholars from Ohara appear in the New World? And especially near such a remote island."

Faced with Gern's oppressive questioning, Viye was momentarily speechless, his eyes darting around.

At this moment, Eurythia emerged from the cabin, carrying a thick book in her hands.

When she saw Gern, her face turned pale instantly, and she instinctively hid the book behind her back.

"Tenjerker? The person who came is the Navy's 'Tenjerker,' this is troublesome..."

Olbia gritted his teeth. He might have been able to fool any other general, but this man before him…

Perhaps noticing Olbia's intense gaze, Gern subconsciously turned his gaze to her, narrowing his eyes slightly.

"Tsk, she really is a carbon copy of the future Robin! Except her hair is white."

Thinking of this, Gern turned his gaze to the book in Olbia's hand, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

"That book looks interesting, may I take a look?"

Upon hearing this, Olbia shook her head frantically and took a few steps back. "These are just ordinary academic notes, nothing special!"

Eurydice is, in the end, just a scholar.

Even the most composed and calm person will panic when facing a truly powerful individual.

Otherwise, this adventure ship wouldn't have been sunk at sea after being discovered by Vice Admiral Saul, resulting in the deaths of all 33 crew members.

She was the only one left who returned to Ohara...

“Ordinary academic notes?” Guern’s smile gradually turned cold as he strolled forward. “Then why won’t you let me see them?”

The atmosphere froze instantly, and the scholars' expressions became stiff.

Wei gritted his teeth and suddenly said loudly, "The Navy has no right to interfere with our academic research!"

We are scholars of Ohara, a member state of the world.

We are law-abiding citizens on adventures, not pirates. We have the right to protect our privacy!

“Oh?” Guern raised an eyebrow, his tone amused. “But your behavior doesn’t look like that of a ‘lawful citizen’ at all.”

Just then, Lippo's ears perked up, and she turned sharply to look at the cabin: "Gern, there are still people in the cabin!"

Gern's gaze sharpened, but before he could speak, the cabin door was suddenly pushed open, and an elderly man with white hair staggered out.

His face was pale, he clutched an ancient parchment tightly in his hand, and his eyes were filled with determination.

"Enough!" the old man said hoarsely. "Stop making things difficult for them! If the navy wants to arrest people, arrest me instead!"

"Dr. Clover!" Olbia exclaimed, trying to step forward to help him, but the old man waved her hand to stop her.

Gern's gaze fell on the parchment in the old man's hand, and his pupils contracted slightly.

The edges of the parchment were yellowed, and it was densely covered with ancient writing, and even some strange symbols.

It's exactly the same as the text on the Poneglyphs in the Sea Forest on Fishman Island!

“Dr. Clover…” Gern slowly uttered the name, already knowing the purpose of this group of men at sea.

"It seems your research is not simple."

“It’s just ordinary exploration and research.” Dr. Clover took a deep breath and looked directly at Gern.

"Rear Admiral Gern Reginald Sigmar, I know your name."

If you have even a shred of faith in justice, please spare these innocent scholars!

“Innocent?” Gern chuckled softly, leaning closer to Klopp and whispering.

"If I remember correctly, privately studying historical texts that are banned by the World Government shouldn't be considered 'innocent,' right?"

The scholars' faces turned deathly pale instantly, and a look of shock flashed in Dr. Clover's eyes: "You... how did you know?"

“Just a guess.” Gern shrugged, but his gaze was as cold as a knife. “But now it seems I was right.”

The deck fell into dead silence, with only the sound of the sea wind howling.

Tesoro and Lipo exchanged a glance, realizing that things were not so simple.

After a moment, Gern suddenly thought of something interesting, so he pretended to be serious and slowly began to speak.

"Scholars from Ohara have secretly infiltrated the New World to study historical texts... What exactly are you trying to do?"

Seeing Gern's tone and expression, Dr. Kroba remained silent for a moment, then finally let out a long sigh.

"We just want to uncover the hidden truth... The history of this world should not be altered by a few!"

“The truth?” A complex emotion flashed in Gern’s eyes. “Some truths, the more people who know them, the more people will die.”

Dr. Clover gave a wry smile: "Even so, we cannot stop."

History must be remembered, otherwise humanity's mistakes will be repeated forever!

Gern did not respond immediately, but turned to look at the distant sea, as if he was thinking about something.

After a moment, he withdrew his gaze and said calmly, "You may leave."

"What?" Dr. Clover was stunned, and the other scholars also showed expressions of disbelief.

The sea breeze carried the scent of gunpowder, and Gern's voice was calm yet undeniable.

“I said, you can leave now,” he repeated, his gaze sweeping over the crowd.

"Get your ship repaired before I change my mind."

Dr. Clover remained silent for a moment, his deep eyes fixed on the young rear admiral.

After a long pause, he slowly nodded, his voice low and solemn: "Thank you."

The scholars finally relaxed and quickly got to work, gathering the scattered documents and supplies.

On the damaged deck, footsteps were chaotic yet hurried, as if afraid that this brief respite would suddenly disappear.

Olbia helped Dr. Clover toward the cabin, but stopped in front of the cabin door.

She turned to look at Gern, her long, snow-white hair ruffling in the sea breeze, her eyes filled with confusion.

"Doctor..." she whispered, "Why did he let us go?"

Dr. Clover did not answer immediately, but looked at the distant horizon as if recalling something.

After a long pause, he sighed softly, "Perhaps... it's because of his 'justice'."

Olbia paused, then asked, "Justice?"

“Ten years ago, when I worked at a newspaper in the West Sea, I published his comments,” Dr. Clover said in a low voice, his eyes deep.

He once said, "Justice delayed is justice denied."

And we... don't seem to have violated his sense of 'right and wrong'.

After a moment of silence, Olbia finally looked away and helped the Doctor slowly into the cabin.

......

Seeing the scholars from Ohara leave, Libor tugged at Ragn's sleeve and whispered, "..."

"Gern, are we just going to let them go like this? Didn't you just say they violated the World Government's ban?"

“My little Libby!” Gern patted her head and whispered.

"You yourself said it was a ban from the World Government! And who are we?"

“We are the Navy!” Ribo suddenly realized.

“However…” Tesoro stepped forward and whispered, “What if the World Government finds out we let them go…”

"So what if I know?" Gern interrupted him, a cold smile playing on his lips.

"Anyway, my name 'Tianzhen' doesn't need one more violation record."

Tesoro paused for a moment, then laughed helplessly: "Haha, that's just like Major General Gern's style."

"There's nothing I can do about it; I can't stop it anyway. After all, the truth of history will always be captivating..."

Gern murmured to himself, then turned to Tezzolo and Lipo and said, "Let's go, rest for a night, we should head back to Marineford tomorrow."

Libo skipped after her, asking curiously, "Gern, what was that historical text you were talking about?"

Guern smiled and said, "I'll tell you when I have the chance."

Tesoro watched Gern's retreating figure, lost in thought.

He always had a vague feeling that there was something more to it than that Gern let the scholars of O'Hara go.

Chapter 176 The Determination by the Campfire

As night falls on the west coast of Hatchinos Island, the waves gently lap against the rocks, making a soothing sound.

The scholars' campfire flickered on the beach, casting a long shadow of Eurythia.

"Olbia, here is what you wanted."

Clover handed Olbia a well-preserved manuscript of a news report.

"I can't believe you actually had it, Doctor!" Looking at the well-preserved news manuscript...

She sat by the fire, hugging her knees, her fingertips unconsciously rubbing together.

"This was the first report that made Major General Gern famous in the West Sea branch." Clover smiled.

Because it was the first time a new star had emerged in the West Sea Navy, Clover, as the editor-in-chief, would keep a handwritten copy of the news when reporting on such significant events.

Later, Morgans monopolized all the news business, so Clover resigned and went to O'Hara, taking these "treasures" with him, which he still carries with him when he goes to sea.

"Why do you want to see his news, Olbia?" Clover looked at Olbia's serious expression, somewhat puzzled.

"Because he knew what we were researching, yet he still chose to release us..."

"What's wrong with this?"

“The problem is… he’s seen other Poneglyphs…” Olvia murmured to herself, the firelight gilding her pale hair.

"Olbia?" At that moment, Vi approached carrying a cup of hot tea, the flickering flames reflected in his glasses.

"You should rest. We'll all need to work together tomorrow..."

“I’m going to see that rear admiral.” She suddenly stood up, her news manuscript crumpled in her hand.

"Are you crazy?! We finally got this over with!" Vi almost knocked over her teacup, and Cloba was also shocked by her action.

He quickly lowered his voice and said urgently, "The Eurya people can change. What I said this afternoon was just a guess. Go find him now..."

"I know."

"You know that you still..."

“But what if he really has seen other Poneglyphs?” Olbia interrupted the two, her eyes blazing with a light hotter than a campfire.

"This is the closest we've ever come to the truth in all the time we've been searching at sea!"

The fact that he would let us go means he has seen other historical texts and knows all of this.

We've been at sea for so long, and every time we've faced death and sacrificed many of our companions just to get a copy on the Sky Island.

We shouldn't waste any more time!

Instead of searching aimlessly, why not just ask him directly?!

"Olbia!!"

"Don't wait for me, I'll take responsibility if anything happens." Before the peacekeeper Kloppa could stop her, she grabbed her cloak and rushed into the darkness.

......

Outside the temporary naval camp, the sentry on duty suddenly raised his rifle alertly: "Halt!"

Under the moonlight, the figure of the white-haired woman with her hands raised gradually became clear.