Fairy’s Box

The venue of the pirate meeting was chosen on a freshwater island in the middle of the high seas - the pirate leaders recruited a lot of manpower and material resources to build the entire island into a solemn palace with its own square.

The style and pattern are of course copied from the House of Commons in Roservia. Although the pirate leaders have different visions, they are all faithful believers of the law of the jungle - whoever is the most ruthless and the most powerful in the world will learn from it.

"There is no doubt! This is a premeditated silence operation!"

On the podium, Basil, who was wearing a white sacrificial uniform, faced the congressman, with a pair of eyes reddened with chili oil, tearfully complaining about his tragic experience:

"Everyone, please imagine...you took your brothers out to sea, chasing the ghost ship and blowing the wind, and suddenly you were sunk by a light cannon! Those unconscionable artillery fire lasted for half a long time. In an hour, the sea water has been boiled, and my poor brothers and sisters, the bones of the boiled **** are mushy... It's so miserable!"

Having said this with a snort, Basil wiped his face with his sleeves covered in chili oil, wiping away tears. After the burning, spicy smell shot straight into his nostrils, the man burst into tears.

"Woooooo! Wow wow wow! Miserable! Woohoo!"

Basil was dizzy from the chili oil, and his eyes, ears, nose, and nose were secreted by the madly hot liquid, and he fell to the floor with tears and tears, and his body was constantly twitching and spasming due to the spicy smell.

Those who know the truth know in their hearts that he probably rubbed the chili oil too heavily, and most of the time he was rolling all over the floor in pain.

Listeners who don't know the truth think that he is revealing his true feelings, and that he feels sad for his siblings from the bottom of his heart, so he is so heartbroken - what a good pirate who values ​​love and righteousness!

Seeing the pain and guilt of the person involved, Dawn, another spokesman for the Giant Beast Pirates, took the opportunity and took the opportunity to stand up. He first put a cold handkerchief covered with mint on Basil's face, dragged him off the podium abruptly, and stood in front of the crowd instead.

The old pirate glanced around the hall, squeezed out two turbid tears, and questioned everyone in a sad and choked way:

"Everyone! Have you heard what happened to Captain Baniz? The evidence of the remnants of the sea colluding with the Ghost Island forces to attack our destroyer is conclusive. All members of the ship, except Captain Baniz, were unfortunately killed. They can be so cruel today. The persecution of the Giant Beast Pirates will be able to persecute all human beings in the same way tomorrow, how long will we have to endure and compromise in the face of this group of vicious enemies?"

"Is this what people do!?"

"No compromise! Let them hand over the murderer or go to war!"

"What about the underwater survivors and the ghost island, are we afraid we can't deal with them together?"

A group of sea robbers who specialize in murder and arson, like sinking other people's ships, advocating pleasure and revenge, and despising tolerance and compromise, are completely angry.

The perfect performance of the Giant Beast Pirates successfully angered all the pirate councilors, made all the pirates present feel the same hatred, and made them believe a series of inferences that the underwater survivors and the ghost island have joined forces.

Next, the Pirate Council began to engage in fierce tossing again and again on two topics around "how to make them hand over the murderer" and "how to counteract our enemies".

The process of discussion is obvious. What good way can a bunch of stupid and rough ex-pirates come up with. They are better at hacking people than discussing national affairs.

It does not mean that you can become a qualified politician by wearing the clothes of a politician. At least this group of people is just a bunch of spokespersons who fight for the interests of their own camp.

The noisy torment lasted for three full hours, and finally ended with Kaido, one of the semi-finalists, throwing off the table.

The irascible pirate directly roared the House of Commons, claiming that at this time he was still thinking of letting the enemy hand over the murderer, and the idea of ​​expecting peace of mind was foolish and naive. He bluntly stated that the threat of the enemy is imminent, and only when all the pirates give up their personal grievances and form a joint fleet together can they be invincible.

Facing the motion proposed by the giant beast, Whitebeard, Redhead, and Blackbeard all agreed to absorb the small and medium-sized pirate groups and strengthen the strength of the Pirate Council, which is in the interests of all of them.

The masters of the congressmen all agreed, and the next voting session can be ignored. With eyes closed, one can imagine that it was passed by an overwhelming advantage at one time.

After the proposal was passed, the legislators engaged in another round of white-hot torn around the key issue of "who is the core of the core of the combined fleet".

The core of the combined fleet is of course the pirate group under the top four, and the core of the core must allude to the position of commander-in-chief of the combined fleet.

Anyone who is one of the top four, as long as they get this position, can naturally absorb small and medium-sized pirates, and expand their pirates into an unprecedented super-large pirate group.

As long as you have enough strength and the righteous name of the commander of the combined fleet, you will be able to control and drive all pirates and become a legitimate One Piece.

Therefore, this position of commander-in-chief will either fall into the hands of an unknown little pirate, and be used as a puppet-like title by the top four. Either fall into the hands of any one of the top four, and become the scepter for them to take the One Piece crown.

The former must rely on the top four to compromise with each other, while the latter requires a person who can overwhelm the pack to stand out.

Yale has been waiting for this opportunity for too long.

After more than half a year of layout planning, he successfully created a big environment for the birth of One Piece. Whether it is economic or military, now the pirates urgently need a real core, a person who has the ability to dominate the overall situation!

Next, those who have passed the test of truth will be able to take the crown of One Piece.

What is truth?

Strength is the eternal truth!

Perhaps after staying in an environment dominated by civilized order for a long time, some people will think that "freedom and equality" and "fairness and justice" are the real truth.

But the pirates will not make this mistake. Surrounded by the sea monsters, the undersea survivors, and the ghost fleet, the ubiquitous sense of crisis is almost integrated into their bones and blood.

It was clear to all that they needed a leader who was authoritarian, cold-blooded, strong, and sufficiently wise and cunning. Any bit of weakness, fraternity, or mediocrity will bring disaster to human forces—"love" cannot solve everything, and only those with strength are qualified to explain "love".

"..."

The black-haired knight sat quietly in his seat, patiently waiting for his chance. He knew very well that just relying on a pirate council that provided a platform for snorting cannons could not wipe out the essence of this group of people.

It didn't take long for them to recall what was the most reliable and common way to pick a leader.