One Piece: I Weave the Pirate Codex with My Zanpakuto

"How about we go back to when we first met? You can rephrase your words."

Dragon shook his head: "I would say the same thing again if it happened again."

"Staff Officer He is planning to take advantage of your current manpower shortage and have me help you out in your time of need, so that I can try to get a cadre position."

“But I don’t intend to get involved in their conspiracy. I’m not here because of my father’s instructions or their plans.”

Ross opened and closed his mouth several times, but in the end he could only sigh softly.

He dared to say that the Navy's top brass definitely didn't want to see Dragon say those things; what they probably wanted was to get Dragon infiltrated into their ranks.

Then, through Garp's bloodline connection, they secretly established an intelligence network within the Navy.

At least they can know what they are planning to do immediately.

Unfortunately, no matter what they did, it was useless.

He, Ross, is the prophet!

"Since you've put it that way, if I let you join, wouldn't that be like planting an enemy agent right next to me?"

Ross raised his head leisurely and asked curiously, "How do you plan to convince me?"

Nineteen-year-old Dragon replied after a moment's thought:

“I’m not in the Navy now, so I won’t work for the Navy. I’m looking for true justice.”

Ross was about to say, "What does this have to do with me?"

"The Navy may not necessarily uphold true justice, and pirates may not necessarily be incapable of upholding justice."

Dorrag's voice was slightly deep.

“I visited Miracle Island a few months ago and experienced the warmth of the utopia.”

"That was a freedom I had never experienced before. I don't know if that place without aristocratic ideas was good or bad."

"But I know I want to live in that kind of place."

"That land can bring genuine smiles to the faces of ordinary people, and for that reason alone, I don't want to see my ideal world destroyed."

"Ross, I don't know what you're trying to do, if your ideals are what drive Utopia..."

Dorrag looked at the person beside him with a solemn expression.

"Perhaps you are the one destined to walk the same path with me!"

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"A fellow traveler..."

Dorrag didn't spout any grand theories or talk about what he could offer.

Ross considered the pros and cons of having the other party join.

As a time traveler and prophet, he knew that Dragon's future path was to fight against the Celestial Dragons.

Ross knew what the other party needed.

The true ideals of revolution are learned through teaching by example and instruction.

He just didn't expect that his joke about inviting Garp to join him a while ago would actually come true.

The only difference is that it wasn't Garp who joined, but his son.

This dramatic turn of events left Ross deeply moved.

"Drag, what does the future look like in your eyes?"

“I can’t see a future,” Dragon replied truthfully.

"The Celestial Dragons are like dark clouds; if the clouds don't clear, this ocean will never see the sunlight."

Ross continued, "What if the Celestial Dragons die and the world descends into chaos? What will you do then?"

This time, Dragon thought about it for a long time.

"Then let's establish a new leadership organization to guide the sea toward the right future."

"Then how can you guarantee that the dragon slayer won't become the dragon himself?" Ross pressed.

At this moment, it was as if Dorrag had seen the sun after the clouds had parted; the man's two simple questions had struck a chord with him.

He began to confront his inner self.

"If we become evil dragons, then new dragon slayers will surely appear on the sea. Let them kill us and carry our heads into the future!"

"If we become evil dragons, it means we are nothing special, and that our ideas are wrong."

"At that time, we only need to calmly embrace death and hand over this ocean to the truly right people."

'Is it the infinite loop of Ouroboros...?'

Having made up his mind, Ross reached out his hand to the young man:

"Welcome to Utopia, Dragon. I hope we can work together successfully."

Their hands were clasped tightly together.

Dorag did not show any joy; his expression remained as calm as before.

“I hope to stay by your side. I have a feeling that you might be the lighthouse that guides me out of the fog.”

"Come on if you want, but Dragon."

Da·Da·Da···

Dorrag watched the man's retreating figure.

"No matter what happens in the future, never idolize me."

"Worship is the emotion furthest from understanding. What you need to do is not to worship me and then become me."

"It is to understand me, and ultimately surpass me."

Dorrag's breathing suddenly became rapid.

"There will come a day when this ocean can no longer contain me, and when that day comes, Dragon."

"You should ask yourself carefully whether you can continue to uphold true justice."

"Wait, Ross!!"

Dorrag clenched his fists, his eyes burning.

"Your sense of justice, if you even have a sense of justice, what would it look like!?"

"My justice?"

The man's soft laughter echoed in the night sky.

For Dorrag, joining the team is definitely more beneficial than harmful.

Judging from the strength shown by the other party in the original work, he will definitely be able to serve as the captain of the Gotei 13 in the future.

Sometimes, it might be possible to leverage Dragon's former identity to gain some benefits, such as top-secret intelligence known only within the Navy, or to create a special artifact for Garp.

He wasn't worried about the other side betraying him, as long as the Celestial Dragons were still alive, as long as they had a common goal to strive for, and as long as they had common interests to pursue.

Therefore, they will always be on the same path.

Ross only needs to guarantee one thing: that he is strong enough that no one would dare to betray him.

So powerful that no one can bear the consequences of betrayal.

"Only the victors who survive have the right to talk about justice."

"The justice we talk about now is nothing but a hypocritical shell."

"If you don't have the power to carry out justice, then don't talk about justice; that will only make you look weak."

Dorag didn't ask any more questions. He waited until the man's presence entered a room in the hotel below before taking out a notebook and pen from his pocket.

It contains a record of what I just heard.

Only those with strong execution capabilities deserve to embrace true justice – A record from Ross, the ruler of the ideal world.

……

The next morning.

After getting ready, Ross and his group left the hotel.

"Let me introduce you. This is Monkey D. Dragon, our newest addition to the team."

Olvia didn't react at first, but after Ross finished explaining Dragon's naval background, she exclaimed in surprise.

"The son of naval hero Garp!?"

"Rose!!!"

Pulling Ross aside, Olvia looked at Dragon warily, her voice barely audible.

"Are you crazy? Aren't you afraid he's a secret agent?!"

“Miss Olvia, the Navy does indeed want to do that.”

Dorag remained expressionless as he spoke.

“But I have left the Navy, so I don’t have to take orders from the Navy, and you don’t have to worry about me rebelling.”

With his arm around Drag's shoulder, Ross laughed heartily:

“That’s right, don’t worry about him, Olvia, Karp’s son is definitely not a traitor.”

"Roger and I had both invited Garp before, but he didn't seem too willing to become a pirate, so he sent his son to help me instead."

Olvia remained wary: "Will you contact the naval hero Garp?"

Dorrag nodded: "Occasionally, he is, after all, my father."

"Wow! Look at Ross, this guy has the potential to become a secret agent!"

Ross thought for a moment: "Drag, could you invite Karp to take a vacation to Utopia and have a party with us while you're at it?"

"Yes, my dad rarely catches pirates when he's on vacation. If you want to have a drink with him, I'll pass that on."

“But I suspect he might want to get you drunk and then drag you into Impel Down, so I suggest you don’t do that. I’ll keep quiet about your whereabouts and plans for Utopia.”

“Look at what he says,” Ross grinned.

Olvia slapped Ross's hand away impatiently: "Stop messing around! What made you even think of having a former Navy officer join us?!"

"Because he dared to shoot at a Celestial Dragon."

Ross and Dragon exchanged a knowing look, their smiles knowing.

"Just two years ago at God Valley, I saw him shoot at the Celestial Dragons, rescue children and slaves from their clutches, and threaten his superiors with a gun to force the slaves onto the ship."

"If it weren't for him, the number of slaves who died in God Valley would have been even greater."

"That alone is enough for me to give him a chance."

"Hey ho ho ho~~~ What are you talking about?" Brooke asked curiously as he walked over carrying a violin case.

"Isn't today supposed to be a mask carnival to celebrate? Why aren't you guys there yet?"

"The skeleton is right, boss, what are you guys still doing here?"

Not far away, Hana Hanaza approached with a group of people.

[Discovering the Excellent Sword - Sakura]

cherry?

Hana Hanaza took out the pink longsword tucked at her waist.

"Last night's loot. A bunch of brainless Paradise pirates tried to rob us, but I ended up hanging them at the port."

Ross caught the sharp knife that Hana had thrown at him.

"I remember you like famous swords, right? This sword is called Sakura. It is one of the fifty good swords, and it is famous for the illusory cherry blossom petals that appear when it is used to cut."

"You've been a great help, Hana Hanafuda."

Ross didn't immediately throw the sword into the Zanpakuto workshop, but instead tucked it into his waistband and introduced Dragon again.