The Day of the Execution! The Moment of the Opening!

In the New World, on a small island in the Calm Belt, a small boat is quietly moored.

On the deck of the small boat was a small round table. Beside the table, Redfield sat with his legs crossed, elegantly taking a sip of a cup of black tea.

He really didn't look like a pirate; his elegant demeanor made him seem more like a nobleman from some country.

It can only be said that the pirate industry is truly all-encompassing, with all sorts of people.

"Um?"

Redfield's brow twitched slightly, he put down his teacup, and looked up.

A large ship is slowly descending in a cloudless sky.

"It's finally here."

Red stood up.

"Hey! Red! We've come to pick you up!"

A figure leaned out from the gunwales of the large ship, smiling and waving at Red below.

Without further hesitation, Redfield sprang into the air and quickly jumped onto the deck of the ship.

As he landed, he glanced across the deck.

There were only three people.

Kaido sat cross-legged on the deck.

The Golden Lion leisurely trimmed his fingernails with nail clippers.

And there's Roa, leaning against the ship's side.

"They're taking forever to arrive."

Redfield spoke indifferently.

"Shut up, you freeloaders."

The Golden Lion, without even raising its head, gave a soft snort, "You could also just swim over there."

"If it weren't for Roa's invitation,"

Red immediately retorted, "You think I wanted to get on your ship?"

"Then get out!"

The Golden Lion responded with a cold laugh.

It's true, the conflict between these two hasn't been completely resolved yet.

"Alright, alright, we already fought side by side last year, and we're supposed to be in the same boat again this time. Why make things so tense?"

At this moment, the socialite Roa smiled and smoothed things over, "We're a little late because we had to pick up Big Brother Kaido. But Red..."

"You've completely disappeared for over a year now. Did you run off to the West Blue?"

This is the Calm Belt where the New World meets the West Blue; Redfield has just returned from the West Blue.

"I don't want to get involved in your expansion."

Redfield said, "Does any of you welcome me wandering around your turf?"

If he had stayed in the New World for the past year, he probably would have been fighting with someone long ago.

The camaraderie of fighting side by side?

Pirates don't even talk about friendship.

"I'd love to!"

Roa chuckled, "As long as they don't go against me, they can do whatever they want."

Red immediately snorted, "You think I don't know what kind of situation your demonic territory is? The freest sea in the world? Ha, the most chaotic sea in the world, I'm afraid I'll never have peace there again."

"Hahaha, it's not as good as you say,"

Roa scratched his head somewhat embarrassedly, "I only made a tiny, insignificant contribution."

Red smirked, "Nobody praised you!"

"Hahahaha!"

Golden Lion burst into laughter, "You don't understand this kid's madness enough, Red!"

Although he disliked the Golden Lion, Redfield couldn't help but nod deeply in agreement.

I've never seen Roa so crazy.

He could have gained much more, but all he wanted was to see that sea area descend into chaos.

"Hmph, what do you know?"

Fortunately, on the deck of this large ship flying in the sky, there was Roa's good brother. Kaido sneered, "The strong bully the weak; that's the rule at the bottom of the world! I think Roa did a great job!"

If the Beasts Pirates weren't far weaker than the Calamity Company, and if he didn't need to meticulously extract every last bit of power from the Demon Sea, he would have done the same as Roa.

"Good brother!"

Roa gave Kaido a thumbs up.

He truly is a brother who shares my ideals.

"Alright, enough of the nonsense."

Golden Lion put away his nail clippers, a smirk playing on his lips. "Next, let's go see what Roger is up to!"

Thankfully, Roa stopped him, otherwise he might already be in some prison.

Now, thanks to the power gathered by Roa, I feel very safe.

So the large ship floating in the sky accelerated again, heading straight towards the Reverse Mountain.

A few days later...

The current time is the day before the execution.

Logue Town.

A week ago, naval warships arrived on the island and began a thorough search. To say nothing of the consequences, the island's security has indeed improved significantly.

However, in return, the entire island is now swarming with naval patrols, and anyone who acts even slightly suspicious will be questioned by the soldiers, greatly disrupting the daily lives of the residents.

Not to mention that among these naval soldiers transferred from various branch bases in the surrounding area, there were quite a few unscrupulous ones who took the opportunity to extort money. If they didn't pay, they would accuse them of intending to cause trouble, causing considerable suffering to many residents.

But these things have nothing to do with the children.

They continued to frolic and make merry in the streets, calling out to their friends.

The navy usually doesn't bother with them; what trouble could those kids possibly cause?

Smoker was one of them.

Although tomorrow is the day of his execution, he still played hide-and-seek with his friends in the street today.

Until.

"The ship is here! The navy ship is here!"

Someone in the street shouted excitedly, "It's right outside the Marine Base's port!"

Smoker and his friends exchanged glances, then took off running towards the harbor.

The legendary Pirate King, Roger, has been on the lips of every adult for the past month. Even children are curious about him; surely he's on one of those ships that are coming!

Smoker was much stronger than his friends, so after a mad dash, he quickly left them behind.

Then, at a corner, he bumped into another person walking towards him.

"Wow!"

The person who was hit cried out in surprise and landed hard on their backside.

However, Smoker wasn't faring any better; he too was knocked to the ground and felt a pain in his buttocks, causing him to grimace.

"You brat! Can't you watch where you're going?!"

The man who had been knocked down scrambled to his feet and yelled at Smoker angrily, "You—you hurt me so badly, how are you going to compensate me?!"

Smoker subconsciously sized up the guy in front of him; he didn't seem to be much older than him.

She had beautiful blue hair, and her nose was swollen and bandaged, probably from an injury.

"What's the point of arguing with a child?"

Standing next to the Blue-haired bastard was a red-haired boy wearing a wide-brimmed sun hat with a thick brim and sunglasses perched on his nose. The boy grinned and said...

"He's a child, but I'm not?"

The Blue-haired bastard continued baring his teeth and claws at his companion.

"In the end, it's still because you're too weak, Ba Yiyi. You got knocked down by a child so easily."

The Red-haired boy shook his head.

"Huh? You dare say that! You bastard, I'll never forgive you!"

The Blue-haired bastard lunged at the Shanks Red-haired boy, who dodged with a quick movement, chuckled, and ran off. The blue-haired guy yelled and chased after him.

Smoker looked completely bewildered.

"I'm sorry, child,"

A hand patted him on the shoulder. "My child is in a bad mood, please don't mind his rudeness."

Smoker subconsciously looked up and saw a man wearing a floral shirt and trousers, with a full beard, a sun hat, and sunglasses, who looked like a tourist.

The man smiled and said to him, "But kid, there are a lot of people on the island now, so don't run too fast, be careful."

After leaving those words behind, the man chased after the two boys who had just run away.

Watching his retreating figure, Smoker tilted his head.

Wrong!

Now is not the time to worry about these things!

Smoker sprang to his feet, not even bothering to brush the dust off his backside, and strode toward the Marine Base.

By the time Smoker arrived at the Marine Base, it was too late. Although the navy was there to maintain order and formed a human wall to prevent people from getting close, the area outside the base was still packed with people.

Smoker's eyes darted around, and he turned and disappeared into a narrow alley.

He and his friends spent almost all their time running around the island, discovering many wonderful places that adults didn't know about.

He quickly climbed up a very hidden staircase to the top of a residential building outside the Marine Base.

From here, you can see the base's port in the distance.

But to Smoker's surprise, there were already people there.

Smoker could only be seen from behind; he was wearing a heavy fur coat, his hair was slicked back, and he seemed to have a cigar in his mouth.

Noticing someone else had arrived, the figure glanced back slightly, giving Smoker a wary look out of the corner of their eye, then muttered to themselves, "Do we have to wait until tomorrow?"

As he spoke, his body vanished into thin air, disappearing directly into the wind.

"Ah!!"

Smoker was dumbfounded.

They vanished into thin air!

There's a ghost! There's a ghost!

The boy instinctively turned and ran.

But it was at this moment that he saw the huge warships on the distant sea, outside the port of the Marine Base.

So big!

That's way too big!

Smoker was once again plunged into a profound shock.

The largest ship is even bigger than the Marine Base in Logue Town!

Was Roger imprisoned up there?

Meanwhile, at the Marine Base.

"I will temporarily take over the management of this town."

With his Justice Coat fluttering, the only remaining Marine Admiral, Black Leg Zephyr, wore a serious expression.

"Yes, Admiral Zephyr!"

Without hesitation, the colonel guarding the island declared, "All marines in Logue Town are at your command!"

Zephyr nodded slightly, then turned around, "Sakazuki, Borsalino, you take your men and do one last thorough search of the town!"

Tomorrow's execution must not go wrong in any way!

"Yes, Professor Zephyr!"

Meanwhile, on the sea outside the base, in the most luxurious room of the largest warship.

One of the Five Elders, the Environmental God, Marcus Saint Mars, stood quietly by the window, gazing at the town ahead.

"Will those guys in the New World take the bait?"

If they don't come, there will be fewer complications.

If they come, they might be able to take this opportunity to eliminate the threat from the New World.

Win-win!

Anyway, let's wait until tomorrow!

Meanwhile, in the prison at the bottom of the ship's hold.

"Logue Town,"

Roger lay on the damp floor, seemingly unconcerned that tomorrow was the day of his execution, but rather sighed with a touch of melancholy.

"It's been so long since I've been back, I really miss it."

"The island's inhabitants probably won't miss you."

Outside the prison, Garp sneered, "Cherish your last moments, Roger. Tomorrow is your death day."

"Yeah?"

Roger, however, raised the corners of his mouth and said leisurely, "That's something to look forward to."

Night.

Inside the offices atop the Marine Base.

Zephyr is checking the map to see if there are any oversights in tomorrow's defenses.

Just then, the office window was quietly pushed open, and a breeze seeped in.

Zephyr suddenly looked up, "You shouldn't have come!"

The next day finally arrived.

Today is the day of execution.

Many residents of Logue Town, as well as outsiders who flocked to the island to witness the end of the Pirate King, stayed up all night. They excitedly went out early to choose the best spot to watch the execution.

However, the navy did it even earlier.

The navy had blocked the road from the base to the Execution Platform in the square well in advance. Marines from headquarters formed a human wall to keep residents away and cleared the only way.

The officers and their men patrolled constantly to ensure nothing went wrong.

It was eight o'clock.

Inside Marine Base.

"Hahaha! I'm full, I'm so full!"

Roger wiped his mouth, "So this is what the food at the Logue Town Marine Base tastes like? It's so much better than Devil Fruit!"

Now, even if I die, I won't have any regrets.

On the last day, the restraints on his body were actually reduced quite a bit, with only his hands and feet still bound.

However, to ensure safety, his hands and feet were made of a special alloy of high-purity Seastone, so even Roger felt completely exhausted and could only move with difficulty.

"It's time, let's go, Roger!"

Garp, who was sitting opposite him, stood up. "It's time to hit the road."

Then.

Rumble.

The heavy gates of the Marine Base slowly opened.

The people waiting outside the base instantly erupted in excitement.

"They're here! They're out!"

"Pirate King! Has it finally arrived?"

When Roger was escorted out of the base by Garp, he saw a crowd of people in a frenzy.

"Hahaha! Is it lively?"

He laughed loudly.

"Pirate King! Look here!"

"Roger! Look over here!"

"That's Vice Admiral Garp! Take a picture!"

To secure the best spots, the reporters who had been waiting outside all night raised their cameras and started snapping pictures of Roger and the marines.

Roger, like a leader on an inspection tour, raised his hands and waved in response, walking along the wide road toward the end of his life.

"Roger! You're a stain on Logue Town!"

"You wicked sinner! Die!"

"Long live the World Government! Long live the Navy! Pirates deserve to die!"

People were cursing on both sides of the road.

"Hahaha! The Pirate King, I've finally met you!"

"Roger! You're a magnificent man!"

There was also cheering.

"Pirate King! Where is your treasure?"

"Roger! Where exactly is the Laugh Tale?!"

There were also inquiries.

On one side of the road, seven-year-old Smoker stared intently at the man walking past him not far away.

He was about to die, so why was he still smiling?

"Is this the spirit of the Pirate King?"

Among the crowd, a young man with slicked-back hair held a cigar in his mouth, but his gaze was even more intense than the lit cigar.

What will happen next?

On the rooftop of a house not far away, two cloaked figures gazed silently into the distance. "Let's wait and see, Ivan."

Within the same crowd.

Tears welled up in the eyes of the boy with red and blue hair.

Behind them, Rayleigh reached out and ruffled their hair.

Some people were filled with mixed emotions.

Amidst curses and cheers, Roger finally arrived at his final destination. Following the stairs built behind the platform, he ascended step by step to the Execution Platform.

Zephyr had been waiting for him on the high platform for a long time, while Garp personally escorted him there.

"Hahaha! We've finally arrived!"

Roger plopped down on the high platform, looking down at the dark mass of people on one side of the square, separated by the presence of naval personnel.

Although my stamina was suppressed by the Seastone, making it difficult to use Observation Haki, I would never forget the scent of my comrades.

Rayleigh, and the children, have you come to see me off?

Roger smirked. "What are you waiting for? Let's begin!"

Garp and Zephyr exchanged a glance. Were they so eager to die?