"Hahahaha!"
"So this is your ambition?"
"There was once a man just like you. Unfortunately, he failed."
Roger's eyes held a hint of remembrance, along with solemnity and admiration.
Because that man had been far too powerful.
If that bastard Garp hadn't been there at the time, I might have...
This Emperor is different from Rocks D. Zebek. I believe they'll become even stronger than Newgate, Shiki, Kaido, Charlotte Linlin, Ochoku, John, and the others—and stronger than your crew, too."
Chaos swept a hand through the air, his unbridled arrogance brimming with invincible conviction.
"You know about that man?"
Roger was a little surprised. Because of the World Government, that man's existence had gradually been erased, and only those who had lived in that era still remembered him.
Back then, the man standing before him hadn't even been born.
"You trust them a lot."
Roger looked at Baccarat, Kuma, and Ivankov with a sigh. The Rocks Pirates had once had a chance to rule the world, but they were divided by internal power struggles and lacked unity. If they'd been as united as his crew, then this era might still be shrouded in the shadow of the Rocks Pirates.
Baccarat, Kuma, and Ivankov all looked at Chaos, too. It was the first time they'd heard this man speak with such confidence and ambition.
Rule the world and become King of the World?
But what was with this damn touching feeling?
This man actually trusted them?
Should they treat him a little better from now on?
And why did they suddenly feel so fired up?
Being the right-hand men of the King of the World seemed like a pretty impressive achievement. It'd give them quite a bit of prestige, too!
"I chose them myself, so of course I trust them."
Chaos