After Garp left, Gawain had a drink with the people of Foosha Village, and while Gawain was drinking, Mary Geoise...
The World Government staff bowed low as they entered the room and found Sabo, who was already prepared.
Upon seeing the arrival of the World Government officials, Sabo knew what had happened, so he returned to his bedroom and slung the sword he had kept since leaving the Goa Kingdom over his shoulder.
Then he approached the official, bowed slightly, and said...
"My lord, I am the representative of the Goa Kingdom at this Reverie."
Although I am not of royal blood from the Goa Kingdom, my family is..."
"Please don't stand on ceremony, Mr. Sabo. It doesn't matter what your family is."
Now that you have Gawain's approval, please come with me.
The official interrupted Sabo, not wanting to delve into Sabo's family background and make Sabo feel like he was asking too many questions.
As he led Sabo out of the Gawain Family, the official continued speaking to Sabo.
"Mr. Sabo, you are a favorite of His Gawain. His Gawain has sent people to inform me several times about your arrival and your choice."
Prince Gawain is considered an outstanding junior and a reliable successor by the Five Elders, so I understand what His Highness means.
"Rest assured, now that you have made your choice, I, who have been instructed by His Highness, will not let you down."
As soon as he finished speaking, the official led the now relaxed Sabo to Sabaody Castle. Looking at the castle gates so close at hand, Sabo took a deep breath.
Once upon a time, when he was still in the Revolutionary Army...
He had imagined countless times what it would be like to arrive at this fortress.
The Revolutionary Army back then, just like today, had no program. They only knew how to make revolutions, that is, to lead the people to rebel against their lords, but they did not teach the people how to continue living without a lord after the rebellion.
Although in Sabo's eyes now, this approach is indeed somewhat unwise.
But in any case, he had always dreamed of starting a massive rebellion in Mary Geoise.
Back then, he desperately wanted to lead the slaves of Mary Geoise to completely overthrow the Celestial Dragon and the World Government who were riding on their backs!
But now...
Looking at Sabaody Castle before him, Sabo had to admit that he seemed to have a different idea.
Just like the Goa Kingdom, as long as I have the ability to replace the entire kingdom with a new group of leaders and can promote new... more moderate policies.
Perhaps then, without instigating any rebellion, one can bring a better life to civilians in more countries!
Secretly, Sabo made up his mind: he... wouldn't go back to the Revolutionary Army.
Although he was once the reserve chief of staff of the Revolutionary Army, he is now ultimately the nominal heir to the Goa Kingdom.
Most importantly, he had found a new path suitable for the future of the sea from the reforms of the Goa Kingdom.
Under Gawain's leadership, he found another, more effective, and gentler path to reform.
Compared to top-down reforms, bottom-up reforms, while more passionate and epic in their scope, are undeniably more effective.
As long as those at the top are resolute, decisive, powerful, and have a voice, the damage caused by top-down reforms will always be less than that caused by bottom-up revolutions!
Right in front of Sabaody Castle, Sabo made a silent decision: he would...
"Mr. Sabo, Mr. Sabo?"
The official's voice interrupted Sabo, finally snapping him out of his brief daze.
Once he regained consciousness, he quickly nodded to the official.
"I'm here, sir. What should we do next?"
"Don't be nervous, Mr. Sabo, I've arranged everything for you."
With His Highness's guidance, we don't need any special etiquette this time; we just need to complete the final step.
Come, I will now lead you to the Empty Throne!
As soon as he finished speaking, the official chuckled and led Sabo into Sabaody Castle. Facing the ascending steps, Sabo finally stood in the incredibly spacious hall.
Before him stood an Empty Throne, nearly thirty meters tall, piercing the sky like a sharp sword.
But Sabo's first glance wasn't at the throne, but at the countless swords stuck in its edge!
Sabo has a sharp eye; with just one glance, he found more than twenty Famous Sword among the haphazardly stuck blades, including some Great Grade Swords!
That makes sense when you think about it; after all, these swords and blades were planted here by the ruler of a nation.
A sword held by the royal family of a country, representing the rights of their respective nation.
The quality of those swords should have far exceeded the average level of those held by people at sea.
Most importantly, those swords and knives were not just weapons!
Those swords and knives did not represent sharpness or the power of killing.
They are royalty!!!
As Sabo gazed at the swords in deep thought, the official nodded slightly. Compared to the countless kings who had visited this place before, the young man before him, though unusually young, possessed a calm demeanor that was more impressive.
In the past, countless kings have revealed their ambition for the throne before them, but the young man before them has no ambition in his eyes, only contemplation.
The official is not young, and people like him prefer those who are good at thinking.
The official smiled appreciatively and said...
"According to common sense, I should recite the corresponding oath to you here and explain the meaning of the existence of the Empty Throne."
But since you are His Highness's confidant, let's skip the formalities.
Come, Mr. Sabo, please insert the blade representing the power and interests of the Goa Kingdom into the remaining gaps around the throne.
Following this, the Goa Kingdom will be handed over to the World Government for supervision and control.
Of course, the Goa Kingdom has its own national circumstances, and we do not yet dare to interfere in the countries that Your Highness is interested in.
In any case, please insert the sword of kingship.
"Yes, sir."
Responding to the official's reminder, Sabo nodded slightly and then drew the longsword from his waist.
Taking small steps to the front of the towering Empty Throne, Sabo took a deep breath, and the sword in his hand instantly turned pitch black.
Warehouse!!!
With a crisp sound, the sword was firmly embedded in the vicinity of the throne. Gazing at the jewels inlaid on the hilt of the sword, which was now stuck in the ground, Sabo sighed softly and revealed an expectant look in his eyes.
"I'm done, sir. May I leave now?"
He turned to look at the official and asked softly, to which the official immediately nodded.
"That's fine, Mr. Sabo, please feel free to leave. No need to see me out."
"Goodbye."
Sabo nodded and left, then returned to the Gawain Family.
However, before he left, he couldn't help but look back at Sabaody Castle in the distance.
He suddenly didn't understand why no one actually sat on that so-called Empty Throne.
At the same time, he couldn't help but feel anticipation.
If one day Uncle Gawain were to sit on that throne...
Could the whole world then live an easier life like the Goa Kingdom is today?
Leaving aside Sabo's vision, the Gawain Family...
Around 10:20, Doflamingo woke up from his hangover.
Last night, he truly drank countless amounts of alcohol. They say it's not the alcohol that intoxicates, but the person themselves; in any case, he was Doflamingo drunk and unconscious.
He sat up in bed, unable to resist hitting his forehead. Sigh, is the difference between people really that big?
Even when he was still Celestial Dragon, he never had the chance to meet the Five Elders. Even for the Celestial Dragon, the Five Elders, who were qualified to decide their pension amounts, were undoubtedly important figures.
As a result, such an important figure was actually in such an indescribable state in front of Gawain!
Considering the Five Elders' attitude towards Gawain, Doflamingo always felt that Gawain was the perfect... other kid in his destiny!
He was, after all, Donquixote; he knew many secrets related to the World Government; and he controlled the arms and slave trade across the entire ocean.
But someone like me isn't even worth a private chat with the Five Elders?!
Even Nami and Nojiko, those ignorant girls from the East Blue, could chat with the Five Elders for a long time with smiles on their faces!
Even old pirates like Rayleigh and Shakky, guys who were practically obsolete in Doflamingo's eyes, could have a couple of drinks with him!
Compared to them, Doflamingo n't my experience of falling from the peak and rising again from the trough at all worthy of admiration?
Did my supposedly extraordinary talent go completely unnoticed by the Five Elders?
For a moment, Doflamingo felt an indescribable sense of defeat. He imagined many scenarios of meeting the Five Elders, and he even prepared his counterattack and response to the Five Elders if they reprimanded him for the Homing incident.
As it turned out, his preparations were completely useless because he was utterly ignored!
That's right, ignore it!
I'm not even worthy of being in their sights!!!
For a moment, Doflamingo gripped his bedsheets tightly.
In just a few moments, his bedsheets were torn to shreds, and the sound of tearing fabric attracted the attention of the maids guarding outside the room.
Knock knock.
After a gentle knock, the maid outside asked softly.
"Sir, is there anything I can do for you?"
"Roll!!!"
Doflamingo responded angrily to the maid's words, then quickly put on his sunglasses and jumped off the bed.
After getting dressed, Doflamingo walked out of the room with his head down and a look of resentment.
The maids watched Doflamingo's retreating figure without uttering a word.
A moment later, Doflamingo turned around abruptly and looked at the smiling maid.
A murderous aura emanated from Doflamingo; he was starting to want to kill something!
Just then, a steady footstep gradually approached from near Doflamingo's room.
"Where did this murderous aura come from?"
Shiryu, cigar in mouth and sword in hand, walked out of the corridor with interest.
Seeing the murderous Doflamingo, Shiryu taken aback at first, then he said with a cold smile.
"I thought there would be attackers, but I didn't expect the murderous aura to come from you."
That's so typical of you.
However, hehe, you'd better quickly take back that damned murderous aura.
Every maid in front of you is Gawain Gawain's private property. If you have even the slightest intention to harm his property...
Then my Raiu can finally drink a good mouthful of your blood!
Flamingo!
As soon as he finished speaking, Shiryu exhaled a puff of smoke, then looked at Doflamingo with an indescribable gaze.
Meeting Shiryu's indescribably vicious sneer, Doflamingo's lips curled slightly, then he shook his head dismissively.
"Tch, you're mentally ill, get lost."
After a mocking laugh, Doflamingo walked toward Shiryu, bumping into Shiryu on the shoulder and continuing on the path he was about to take.
Shiryu, who had been knocked aside, looked down at his shoulder.
"Hmph, you're mentally ill, aren't you?"
Thinking about it this way, hahaha, we actually have quite a few things in common!
As soon as he finished speaking, Shiryu turned away disdainfully and continued walking towards his room.
As he passed the gates of Doflamingo, Shiryu paused for a moment and spoke to the maidservants at the Doflamingo.
"You women have broadened my horizons."
Although you have absolutely no fighting skills, your courage, tsk tsk, seems even more perverted than that of a monster.
Even a psychopath like me only enjoys the feeling of killing, not the feeling of being killed.
But you... you all seem ready to die at any moment...
After saying this, Shiryu a cold laugh and continued walking towards his room.
Pushing open the door, Shiryu to her room and changed into a new set of clothes.
Every two days there's a survival game in Mary Geoise, Shiryu loves this game deeply.
In a head-on confrontation, the brave prevail. Only one out of fifty will survive. There's no need to consider who will die by your hand. Meanwhile, some, even those in high positions of power, are cheering wildly for their bloody methods of killing!
Just thinking about it made Shiryu tremble with excitement. In his excitement, he changed into clothes more suitable for battle, then picked up his sword and walked away.
This is my sixth escape game, and this is the 90 billion Beli I'm about to earn for the adults!
So, will I encounter an even more formidable opponent this time?
On the other hand, Mary Geoise, near the area where the lower-class kings gather.
Sakazuki sat on a beach chair, Erlang crossed, looking at the lazy guy opposite him.
Meeting Sakazuki's gaze, Borsalino gave a lewd smirk.
"Mmm~mmm~~~."
Sakazuki...
I heard you had a deep conversation with Gawain, and Gawain...
As expected, he still has no intention of being promoted to one of the Five Elders at this meeting, right?
As soon as he finished speaking, Borsalino chuckled lewdly, swinging his leg slightly as he laughed.
"It seems you've lost to that young man Kuzan in your assessment of Gawain once again..."
Borsalino certainly has the right to call Kuzan a young man; he is the oldest of the Three Admirals, more than ten years older than Kuzan and three years older than Sakazuki.
That's right. If we're talking about relationships, then Borsalino is the senior of this Admiral of admirals, just like Garp was back then.
Of course, age doesn't determine anything; personality is the key factor that determines everything.
Hearing Borsalino's teasing, Sakazuki frowned, then said coldly.
"I have no intention of competing with Kuzan on pointless speculation. What the sea lacks are people who get things done, and the same is true for the navy!"
Rather than speculating, I simply expressed my attitude to Gawain, and perhaps also made my promise.
That's all!
As soon as he finished speaking, Sakazuki crossed his arms, then looked towards the distant royal residence and said coldly.
"Have all the kings you were escorting arrived yet?"
"Heh, how boring. I thought we'd have a rare chance to have a heart-to-heart talk, but all you ever do is talk about business."
"They're all here, of course they're all here. The last one to bring the king was Garp. After Mr. Garp arrived, all the kings were present."
As soon as Borsalino finished speaking, Sakazuki immediately clenched his teeth.
"Garp!"
It's Garp again!
When it comes to orders, this guy is always the most casual!
He couldn't help but clench his fists tightly.
"Even during such an important event as the Reverie, he actually abandoned his duty of guarding and went to drink and make merry with Whitebeard Newgate!"
If I were to become Fleet Admiral, I would not tolerate such a despicable predecessor, even if he were a hero!
Even heroes must obey orders unconditionally!
"Orders are absolute; that's the justice and loyalty the Navy should have!"