The World's Voice! The Final Journey of the Pirate King

Black Blade's training is complete.

Just over two months ago, it all fell into place naturally.

It wasn't exactly abrupt. In fact, the forging of Tiger Soul had already begun shortly after obtaining the Black Blade Shusui and after Judge had figured out the secrets of the Black Blade.

It's been over two years now, which isn't a short time.

The principle behind the Black Blade is to completely reforge the blade using powerful Haki and willpower, based on an already formed blade, until the blade completely transforms into its own shape.

After this reforging, the sword will undergo a complete transformation!

Take Tiger Soul, for example, right now!

Tiger Soul was originally ranked among the Supreme Grade Swords, and was a demonic sword known for its ferocity and power. After being forged into Black Blade, its quality completely surpassed the level of a Supreme Grade Great Grade Sword.

Furthermore, with the Black Blade's ability to communicate with its master as if it were an extension of his own arm, Roa felt that with his current strength and the help of Tiger Soul, he would not be at a disadvantage even in a full-force battle against top monsters like Roger Whitebeard, Golden Lion.

Unfortunately, during this year, his other training goal, the training of the Observation Haki Killer skill, did not go smoothly and he was unable to complete it.

The Haki power should be more than enough.

Roa guessed that there was still one more fierce battle to be fought.

The famous tutor Rayleigh once said that Haki can only evolve most rapidly in fierce battles against powerful enemies.

To complete the Observation Haki Killer, you need a sufficiently powerful enemy to put pressure on him.

However, there aren't many people with that kind of strength left on the high seas.

Roger, when are you finally coming? I'm getting impatient!

With these thoughts in mind, Roa gently sheathed his beloved sword, and the dark red aura instantly disappeared.

Morgans and Kozuki Toki both breathed a deep sigh of relief.

Kozuki Toki was alright; she had almost gotten used to the fact that Roa, who was like a monster, had forged a monster-like sword. However, Morgans looked at Tiger Soul with lingering fear in his eyes.

What a terrifying weapon! It looks like it's going to devour him!

He truly lives up to his reputation as the Boss!

"Oh, right,"

Roa suddenly remembered something else, "How are the North Blue and the West Blue?"

They have established operations in both of these seas, but compared to the New World, those two seas seem far too calm.

"Everything is going well in the West Blue; Bege's Pops did a great job."

Morgans said, "They've integrated the Underworld of the West Blue, using violence to plunder non- Affiliated Nation and money to corrupt Affiliated Nation. While it's not as powerful as the New World, that sea is actually quite lively; wars break out from time to time."

"Most importantly, Baby and his group corrupted many officials from Affiliated Nation, even naval officers, building a vast network in the West Blue."

"Um."

Roa nodded slightly.

Over the past year, the concentration of black mist floating between heaven and earth has increased somewhat, partly due to the mafia of the West Blue.

"Then there's North Blue,"

Morgans' tone became somewhat obsequious, "The Whitebeard Pirates have been operating in that area all along, truly worthy of being called the Boss! They've even made Whitebeard afraid to return to the New World!"

Roa, of course, didn't care about his flattery, and simply asked, "What about the Self-Respect Army?"

"Self-Respect Army side, they've already started taking action. That guy Dragon, has sent people to many non- Affiliated Nation, seemingly trying to incite an uprising."

"Oh?"

Roa's eyes lit up. "Isn't this great?"

After supporting this for so long, are we finally going to see a return on our investment?

Dragon, you bastard, are you finally going to make your move?

"However, it seems that the Dragon are not prepared to take direct action against the non- Affiliated Nation; they want the people to stand up and change everything themselves."

Morgans added.

"This,"

Roa narrowed his eyes, "That's exactly what I was thinking!"

Morgans couldn't help but smile.

Yes, although the goals and results are completely different, the processes are actually quite similar.

"Also, Boss,"

Morgans added, "Just recently, another high-ranking officer joined Dragon's ranks."

"A high-ranking official?"

"Yes, it's a man named Ivankov, an ability user, and he seems to be quite powerful."

"Oh?"

Roa raised an eyebrow.

Has the Okama King been hanging out with Dragon so early on?

That's right. In the original work, the Self-Respect Army was founded by him and Dragon, so he was indeed a veteran among veterans.

But is there still time to play with Dragon? Your little brother and sister are about to experience a scene straight out of an anime, what do you mean by reverse NTR?

South Blue, the Sorbet Kingdom.

This country is a member of the World Government Member States, but it is considered one of the poorer Affiliated Nation. It is so poor that all its citizens have to tighten their belts and work hard just to pay the Heavenly Tribute.

At the same time, the country exhibits a severe imbalance in development between the north and south, with the northern part, where the capital city is located, being more prosperous and affluent.

The south is mostly forested, with many villages scattered throughout, but no large towns, making it much less developed than the north.

Outside a village in the southern region stands a church.

Today is Sunday, inside this church.

"That's fine."

A man dressed in a priest's robe, tall as a small mountain, yet with an extremely gentle expression, gently placed his hand on the back of a short, elderly man in front of him.

The moment his hand, with its soft, fleshy mass, touched the old man's back, a red bubble appeared on the old man's chest.

"Ah! That feels so much better!"

The hunched old man beamed with joy, "Thank you so much, Bear Cub! You truly are our miracle worker!"

"It's just some trivial matter."

"I'm eighteen this year," Reverend Bartholomew Xiong said gently, "I hope I can help everyone."

"Bear boy!"

Inside the church, the other elderly people who had finished their treatment cheered with emotion.

"Truly a miracle worker! You're the only one in this country who still cares about us useless old folks!"

"So you should really cherish the miracle that Bear Cub brought!"

Amidst the touching atmosphere, a somewhat sharp voice rang out.

A beautiful woman with pink hair leaned against the wall with her arms crossed, and said to the old people in an annoyed tone, "Get out of here after you're done. Don't disturb my time with Xiongzai."

Wow! Ginny's still got such a bad temper!

"But even when she's angry, she's still so beautiful."

"Ginny, when are you getting married to Bear Cub? I want to be your witness!"

The woman's harsh words did not offend the elderly; instead, their faces were full of smiles.

"You guys..."

Looking at the kind smiles on the faces of these elderly people, Ginny gritted her teeth, her feelings extremely complicated.

Bear Cub regularly treats these elderly people every Sunday.

The Paw-Paw Fruit's ability is amazing; it can eject injuries and diseases from the human body.

But as a price, someone must bear the pain of these injuries.

Ginny clenched her fists.

These old guys are comfortable now, but Bear Cub...

"Everyone, let's go back now."

Xiong smiled and said, "Remember to get some rest, and come again next Sunday."

"Oh! Then we won't bother you any longer!"

See you next week, little bear!

"I wish you both happiness!"

A group of elderly people walked out with smiles on their faces.

But.

Boom!

The next instant, the church door was kicked open.

The immense force even kicked the heavy door away, smashing it through a nearby pillar.

"What?"

Both Xiong and Ginny were taken aback.

"Mother, Mother! If Roa hadn't told me, I would never have guessed that the brat I met in the God Valley was actually a member of the Bakaria Tribe I'd always dreamed of!!"

A tall figure walked in, backlit, and a wild laugh instantly filled the entire church.

"Come with me! I need your bloodline! I know you're a Paw-Paw Devil Fruit User, but if you dare run away, I can't guarantee what will happen here!"

Bartholomew Bear's body jolted instantly.

Is it because of the Bakaria Tribe bloodline again?

Is the tragedy of my parents about to repeat itself?

"You, you are!!"

Ginny saw the person's face clearly, and her beautiful face instantly turned deathly pale.

What should we do?! A monster has its eyes on the bear cub!

Brother, please come and save us!

North Blue.

"Ah Qiu!"

A man with a large face and a large head sneezed.

"What's wrong?"

Beside him, Dragon, with his long black hair fluttering in the wind, asked, "Did you catch a cold from the long journey?"

"A cold? Miracle people never catch colds!"

The big-headed guy spun around with a grin, then winked at the serious-looking Dragon, "Bring on the work, no matter how much there is, Dragon!"

"..."

Even Dragon was amused by his appearance and couldn't help but smile.

However, he quickly regained his seriousness. "Now, the seed has been planted; we just need to wait for it to take root and sprout."

"Let's wait and see how things develop."

To overthrow the World Government, the entire world must unite.

Since Affiliated Nation are not yet accessible, we will begin with non- Affiliated Nation.

Although it may sound humiliating, Roa did indeed help a lot.

Thanks to him, widespread and serious conflicts exist among many non- Affiliated Nation, which provides an opportunity for the Self-Respect Army Forces.

Roa...

The thought of that monster made Dragon's expression very complicated.

Are the Self-Respect Army still completely under that guy's surveillance?

The humiliation he suffered last year will never be forgotten by Dragon.

The World Government is the greatest enemy, but the Calamity Company is equally dangerous.

To defeat them, the Self-Respect Army alone is not enough.

I wonder how Mr. Zephyr is doing.

New Marineford.

"Mr. Zephyr!"

As Zephyr walked through the base building, all the naval officers he encountered along the way greeted him.

However, even when greeting someone, the attitude can differ.

Some naval officers were very respectful and friendly.

However, some naval officers only went so far as to express their politeness.

Zephyr didn't react to this.

The navy's large-scale recruitment drive this year has been very successful.

Of course, they haven't recruited any top-tier experts at the Admiral level; currently, only Zephyr holds the rank of Admiral.

However, they have recruited quite a few key figures at the Rear Admiral and even Vice Admiral levels.

The addition of these newcomers, who had no connections within the Navy, greatly strengthened the headquarters' capabilities.

However, their attitude towards themselves was limited to respect for their superiors and reverence for naval legends.

Although it may not be the best way to put it, this was an ill-timed recruitment drive that diluted his authority at headquarters.

This world is becoming increasingly unpredictable and volatile.

The monsters that have taken over the New World, Roger who has vanished without a trace, and the ambitious men who set out for the sea with them as their targets—the signs of the era going out of control are already beginning to emerge.

Not to mention the most terrifying World Government!

The navy is absolutely indispensable in order to achieve its goals.

There were already quite a few soldiers gathered around him, but it wasn't enough, far from enough!

It's hard to say whether we can count on Dragon's Self-Respect Army; they've been infiltrated too much by that bastard Roa.

Zephyr's eyes were calm, his steps were firm, and he moved forward with composure.

Therefore, you can only rely on yourself!

Go to class first.

A deserted island in the first half of the Grand Line.

Deep in the forest, there stands a small wooden cabin.

The cabin wasn't very spacious, but it was decorated very warmly.

Olvia is cooking dinner for her family.

Behind her, at the table, two-year-old Robin was held on her father's lap, avoiding his approaching chin with its stiff stubble.

"Robin, Beard's here!"

"Daddy, you're bad!"

The little girl pushed her father's face with her hands while giggling.

The man's deep laughter mingled with the child's clear voice. Olvia turned around and saw this heartwarming scene, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously turned up.

They arrived on this deserted island a year ago, and she spent the happiest year of her life here.

"Dinner's ready."

"Time to eat!"

Roger picked up his daughter and laughed, "Robin, do you like Mother's delicious cooking?"

"Like!"

The little girl nodded emphatically, "I love Mother!"

"I'm not asking if you like your Mother..."

Roger lifted his daughter up, but the next second he couldn't resist pulling her into his arms. "Hahaha! How can there be such a lovely child like you! Robin, do you like Daddy?"

"Daddy, you're bad! Your beard is awful!"

Although only two years old, Robin's language skills are already quite good.

"Olvia, Robin says she hates me!"

Roger was struck dumb, his body trembling.

Olvia couldn't help but find it amusing. "Alright, let's eat."

"Time to eat! Go wash your hands first!"

The family sat down at the table, and Olvia laid out a sumptuous spread of food.

Just as Olvia was about to take her daughter as usual, Roger said, "Today, I'll feed Robin."

The white-haired woman paused slightly, as if realizing something. The smile on her face faded slightly, and then she nodded gently.

Roger smiled at her, then scooped up a spoonful of broth.

"Robin, ah!"

"Ah!"

The little girl was very well-behaved; she opened her mouth and waited for her father to feed her.

"Good girl, good girl."

Roger looked at his adorable daughter, but the smile on his face suddenly turned somewhat bitter.

When are you leaving?

Olvia tried to keep her voice calm, but her hand holding the spoon trembled slightly.

"First thing tomorrow morning."

Roger said, "Sorry, Olvia, I have to go."

"I know."

Olvia nodded gently, but tears were already welling up in her eyes. "Now that we've found Laugh Tale, we also have responsibilities to bear."

"Olvia..."

Roger turned his head and looked at his wife.

The man, who had never flinched in the face of any enemy, now had eyes filled with pain and guilt.

"I'm sorry, I'm not a good husband, nor a good father. I can't give you happiness. Robin still so young, and I can't be there to watch her grow up. In fact, I'll only bring her immense shame..."

"Don't apologize, Roger."

Olvia shook her head vigorously, then took Roger's hand and said earnestly, "Everyone has their own responsibilities. I will raise Robin well and let her know that she has a great father."

Great?

Roger gave a wry smile.

How can pirates and greatness be related?

At that moment, a small hand covered Olvia's and Roger's clasped hands.

The couple looked at their daughter, who had climbed onto the table.

Little Robin looked up and cried, "Hold hands! I want to hold hands too!"

"Robin..."

Looking at his daughter Roger, his heart softened completely; he had never felt so moved before.

Olvia's eyes were also red-rimmed, and her shoulders were trembling.

But Roger took a deep breath and said, "Rayleigh and I have made a promise. He will come to pick you up and take you to Amazon Lily. That island is isolated from the world. Shakky is very prestigious there. It's safe and suitable for Robin's growth."

"Um."

"... I'm sorry, Olvia."

"Don't say sorry, just do what you want to do, Roger."

Roger looked at his wife, whose face was filled with sorrow yet who uttered such words, and his heart was filled with mixed emotions.

There was pain, there was guilt, but there was also pride in how amazing his wife was.

Then, he looked up at his daughter, who was gazing at him with curiosity.

"Robin, Daddy's leaving now. You have to grow up well from now on."

"Daddy, Daddy, don't cry!"

The Pirate King is about to embark on the final journey of his life.