The Child? Not Mine

"Hope..."

Hearing those words, Austin looked slightly stunned, then curled his lip in disdain.

"Hope for what kind of world? I'm not interested in that sort of thing."

"Actually, my greatest wish is to be a happy person who's free and able to do whatever I want!!!"

Yet Roger burst into hearty laughter when he heard that.

"HAHAHAHAHA!!!"

"That's very well said, Austin!!! You're exactly like I was when I was young..."

"Quit flattering yourself~"

Seeing Roger stroking his chin with one hand and wearing a smug grin, Austin could not help mocking him.

Wasn't Roger in his youth basically a little devil? At such a young age, he had already vowed to turn the entire sea upside down.

Austin did not have so many messy thoughts for the time being.

He had faced too many threats as a child. At least until he reached his peak, growing stronger would definitely be his highest priority.

"Austin, you're still young. There are some things you don't understand now, but you will in the future..."

Looking at the high-spirited Austin, Roger seemed to see that very young black-haired man in Loguetown once more, who had dared to set sail with nothing but a straw hat and a bundle.

Back then, his dream had been similar to Austin's. He had longed for freedom and interesting experiences, for roaming the seas as he pleased.

But as he encountered more and more, and witnessed the truth of this world, his thoughts gradually changed.

It was time for this world to change, and the chance for that change lay with the young people of these seas and the young people of the future.

Several newcomers boarded the warship.

When they set sail, every soldier saw the figure they had seen countless times on Wanted Posters.