Pirate: Lord Tito, here I come

"It's really unexpected that the person Roger asked for help in the end was you."

"Navy hero, Monkey D. Garp."

In Luju's cabin, Luju lay quietly on the chair, stroking her belly, her eyes full of tenderness.

Another sloppy middle-aged uncle, Garp, sat at the table next to him, eating senbei.

"Oh, the person Roger asked for help was you, Rebrando Caesar, click."

Caesar sat opposite Garp, Krillin and Eric followed him, Enel was controlling the ship a few thousand meters in the sky, Soros asked Luju about the facilities in the kitchen and went to make tea.

"So what are you going to do next, Navy hero?"

"Let Roger's child be born in the South China Sea?"

Garp didn't even raise his head, just ate senbei blindly, which was a kind of tacit agreement.

"You should also know about the actions of the World Government in the South China Sea."

"They have already planned to take action against children born in the South China Sea in the past year and pregnant women. Are you just going to watch? Are the two words behind you just for show?"

Garp's hand stopped in mid-air, and the whole person suddenly seemed like a deflated balloon, without spirit, and said weakly:

"What can I do? I can't find a solution."

Caesar sneered and said with some sarcasm:

"You just don't dare. You know how to solve this matter in your heart, but you don't dare to move, because it will affect your family."

"You are a coward, Monkey D. Garp!"

In order to save the deserter king, you can bravely break into the Blackbeard Pirates' headquarters. But you can only watch Ace being killed by Akainu. How can you not be a coward? Don't you want to experience the second loss? But this is not the reason why you stood idly by for the first time!

Coward!

Garp was timid. In his 50 years of life, this was the first time he was called a coward. On the sea, he had been chasing Roger for decades; in the Valley of Gods, he fought against the sea overlord Rocks Gibeck... He had been fighting on the sea for decades, and never thought that these two words would appear on him.

Ding Ding Ding!

"It seems that the guest I invited has arrived." Caesar knew that it should be Morgans who had arrived. He moved his finger to Eric behind him, who nodded and opened the door.

A birdman bowed gracefully, holding a cane in one hand and a hat in the other.

"Good afternoon, everyone."

"Morgans, you're here just in time. Take a picture of this cowardly naval hero."

"Glad to serve you, Lord Caesar." Morgans said, taking out a small camera from his pocket.

"Yeah."

He didn't react just yet, Morgans quickly put the camera back and made a feint.

"Just kidding, even if Lord Caesar is here, I don't have the guts to take pictures in front of the Navy Hero Monkey D. Garp."

"It will cost me my life."

Watching Garp's head lowered again, Morgans sighed in his heart, what a good opportunity, the Navy Hero Garp's depressed and regretful expression, plus the word "shock", will definitely sell a lot of copies, and his status will rise again.

"I seem to have forgotten to introduce myself. I am Morgans, the vice president of the World Economic Newspaper. This time, I was invited by Lord Caesar to come to the South China Sea to collect big news that can shock the world!!!"

The air suddenly became quiet for three seconds.

Clap, clap, clap.

Clap, clap, clap.

Caesar suddenly started to applaud, and the two people behind him also applauded, giving Morgans a way out.

"Are there guests again?" Soros poked his head out of the kitchen.

"Oh, you must be Soros, the eldest prince of the Kingdom of Colt!" Morgans ran to Soros with a plop, as if he had seen some big news again, took out a piece of paper and a pen, his eyes shining.

"You were a hot topic before! According to legend, the eldest prince who was forced to join the pirate group to protect the safety of the kingdom seems to have adapted to his new identity now."

"Are you satisfied with your current life?"

Soros was interviewed like a young lady getting married - it was his first time, he had no experience, and was a little nervous.

"Uh... that... I feel my current life is okay, I'm not short of money, and I have pretty friendly crew members."

"Oh, I see."

Morgans nodded, raised his pen and wrote on the paper: Shocked, Soros, the eldest prince who protects the country, said that his life on the pirate group is actually okay, I'm afraid he has been assimilated by the pirates.

"So what do you think of the strength of your pirate group?"

"Yes, it's very strong. Everyone has their own specialties and is responsible for their own areas."

"Okay."

The eldest prince Soros said that Caesar and his group's strength is very strong, not weaker than him, I'm afraid everyone can already fight the legendary swordsman.

"I want to..."

Morgans found that Soros was a complete novice in journalism, with no rhetoric, and said whatever he was asked. Such opportunities are rare, and he was planning to ask more.

Caesar stopped him. He could see what Morgans wrote, which was getting more and more outrageous. If he let it rest, he might be the strongest pirate and directly challenge the Pirate King.

"Don't forget the purpose of coming here."

"Oh! Okay, then about the World Government's plan to kill the children born in the past year, Lord Caesar, what do you think?"

"My opinion is that I have no opinion." Morgans was planning to drag himself into the water. He was already very conspicuous. If he really said it, Morgans would publicize it again, and he would definitely become the number one enemy of the World Government for a period of time.

Cut.

Morgans saw that Caesar did not answer him, and sighed in his heart. He turned to look at Garp, but just as he was about to speak, he was stopped by Garp's eyes.

I'm not that stupid.

Garp took a deep breath, looked at Caesar again, and asked in a deep voice: "The World Government will definitely not let the news here leak out. What's the use even if they know it?"

Caesar and Morgans looked at each other, and the latter laughed.

"Vice Admiral Garp, don't worry, I still have some printing channels. As for selling newspapers, I will lose a little, no money, let the birds spread this information to all places!!!"

"Quack quack!!!"