This Navy Can Have A Place, White Beard He Really Has The Courage To Kill!

“I… It’s hard to settle.

Under the afterglow of the setting sun, the naval boy whose collar was grabbed by a powerful hand of Kong Wu said with a flat expression.

His tone was so light and breezy, but the weight in his words was as heavy as a mountain.

Burning Mountain looked at Ron with stunned eyes, and finally let go of his hand, his body staggered back two steps, as if his body had been drained of strength.

He wanted to open his mouth to persuade, but the words came to his lips, but he couldn’t say them, as if he had a thousand words, and he pressed his tongue to death.

He knew that he would never be able to change the decision of the teenager in front of him.

The boy’s calm eyes like the deep sea, he had seen it in a man’s body before.

Maybe it’s just that person… The man they all called “The Teacher” was able to change Ron’s decision.

So he was silent.

And the navies of the surrounding inspection group also lowered their heads, not daring to meet the sharp gaze of the young man.

Ron tidied up his uniform a little, then buried his head in work again.

He pulled a shovel out of the ruins of his house and began digging pothole after hole in the nearby ground.

Seeing this, Huo Yao Shan sighed in his heart, rolled up his sleeves and stepped forward to help.

Others also joined in silently.

An hour later

, in Maple Leaf Town, simple graves were all over the earth, and it was shocking to see from afar.

There are no tombstones.

Only graves.

Ron and his group stood wearily in front of hundreds of “graves” and unanimously took off their military hats on their heads.

Saying that it is a grave is actually nothing more than a mound.

But that’s the best they can do.

Ron lowered his head, put the military cap in his hand on his chest, and slowly closed his eyes.

Others are also bowing their heads.

After a minute of silence

, Ron opened his eyes, and the grief, gloom, and anger in his eyes had completely disappeared.

In its place, there is a deep calmness and reason, a sharp and boundless divine light.

He put the military cap in his hand back on his head and

straightened it.

After taking one last deep look at the graveyard in front of him,

he suddenly turned around.

The impact of this mission on him was simply unprecedented.

He is a traverser, and his previous cognition of this world is a bystander from the perspective of the protagonist.

He saw the giggles and laughter of the Straw Hat Pirates, and saw the dreams that everyone yearned for;

He sees the brotherhood of Ace and Luffy, and sees the thick affection of the family of the Whitebeard Pirates;

He saw the corruption of the navy and thought that the so-called navy was just a group of moths, lackeys of the government, even if the high-ranking officials of the navy were either actors or paddling;

He yearns for a free and unfettered life in the sea;

He liked the harmonious, happy atmosphere of Luffy’s group;

He likes Blackbeard, a careerist with a deep city and hidden to the extreme;

Even a sea thief like Klockdar who plotted to seize the country and provoke war, he could not give birth to any disgust, but felt that the hero should be like this, and would rather I be responsible for the world than for the world to be me….

He saw the so-called dreams and blood, even if it was pirates, the killing and evil of them in the original book were only a few mentions.

But at this moment, he finally understood that anime is always anime, not real reality.

But he is living in reality now!

Behind this Maple Leaf Town, the graves that spread over the mountains, and the thousands of corpses buried deep under the ground, all of them are living and living people!

People boast about One Piece Roger, but no one remembers that guy slaughtered an entire country’s army in order to help his companions;

People were saddened by Ace’s death, but no one remembered that he bombarded several warships and hundreds of navies as soon as he appeared;

People were excited by Luffy’s dream, but no one remembered that in order to save his brother, he released all the extremely vicious criminals who pushed into the city!

But Ron remembered.

That’s the reality.

Is it wrong to pursue freedom and dreams?

That’s right.

But it would be wrong to put the pursuit of freedom and dreams above the happy life or even life of others!

When you don’t experience some pain personally, you think that the winner is worthy of praise and worship.

But what if you were one of the victims?

What if your family became impoverished by the raids of pirates?

What if you were one of the warships hit by Ace’s fist of fire?

If you live in Alabastan and die of thirst because of drought?

What if you didn’t have any Devil Fruit abilities, nor did you have any cultivation talent and inheritance, but just an ordinary person among all sentient beings who lived on this sea?

Would you still think that the Navy is a spicy chicken and a pirate is a YYDS?

The navy is not necessarily justice, but pirates are bound to bring evil.

Even if it is the protagonist group, this is the case.

Because every time they escape from the hands of the navy, every increase in the bounty will call and inspire more young people to go to sea to become pirates.

They may not do evil, but what about those who look up to them and go to sea?

Ron didn’t know what justice was.

He didn’t know what kind of justice he had to shoulder.

These questions are still too early for him to say.

He didn’t want to know either.

But he knew he had to do something.

Even if it’s a trivial thing.

On this day,

Ron the Traverser saw the cruel and cold side of this sea for the first time.

When he came to the entrance of Maple Leaf Town, he suddenly stopped.

He wanted to look back and see again this beautiful town, which should have been peaceful and tranquil, with fiery red maple leaves flying in the sky.

But he didn’t dare.

He clenched his fists.

“Carl, Kelly, Maple Leaf Town…”

he silently read it several times in his heart, as if he had carved a mark in his heart, as if he had shouldered some kind of responsibility.

Huo Yao Shan and the other navies silently looked at his emaciated back, their eyes complicated.

At a certain moment,

Ron let out a long breath and took another step.

The wind rises.

The dirty and torn military uniform on his body rose with the strong wind.

The remnants of the slanting sun fell from the dull sky and shone on him.

The light made his whole person permeate a killing intent, and it made him seem to be covered in blood and emitted a red light.

Red as blood, red as cold into the bone marrow.

The uniform crackled in the fierce wind, as if endless iron and blood were brewing.

His hand was still tightly gripping the half-burned diary.

……

This year,

the wind of peace did not come.

Carl’s wish to the meteor did not come true.

That little wooden horse, without an owner.

Maple Leaf Town, no more maple leaves flying in the sky.

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Well, here’s a little bit about my thoughts on this book.

First of all, I like the anime Pirates very much, otherwise I would not have written such a story.

A few years ago, when I was young, I also liked the adventures of the protagonist group, and I also admired Roger’s domineering, and I also liked villains like Blackbeard and Lao Sha, after all, they each have their own charms.

However, as he grew older in recent years, he was about to become an uncle, and he had different ideas about many things.

It can be said that Wen Qing, or it can be said that for some other reason, he likes to delve into some issues.

Pirates, navy, crime, justice, are these really as simple and intuitive as we see from anime?

Or would we come up with different answers if we put ourselves in that huge worldview, on the identity of ordinary people?

This book wants to explore such a question.

Rest assured, I will not portray Roger, Luffy, Klockdar and other pirates as heinous and disgusting villains, I still have this pen power.

Their lives will still be wonderful, and their stories will still be brilliant.

But what I want to write is another person’s story.

The story of an ordinary person.

He likes to be in the limelight, likes to pretend, and is sometimes timid, but does not drop the chain when it is critical.

He may be a little cunning and clever, but the three views are absolutely positive.

After all, the education he received, the country he came from, made him good enough and educated.

It’s a long story.

Maybe my last story.

Writing books full-time, really fucking doesn’t make money.

But rest assured, this book will be finished, at least… A million words, if the grades are really bad, I will write slowly while looking for a job.

I hope you guys who see it here will enjoy it.

——March 7, 2022

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