"Yes."
"Leave the New World." Roger spoke to Gaban in an extremely calm voice. His expression looked just like that of a saint who had just "finished one off" and entered sage mode.
He continued in a composed tone, "The Rocks Pirates have already set their sights on us. They only sent out a few officers, yet they've already forced us to bring out our full strength to deal with them."
"And there are still many pirates in the Rocks Pirates who have already made a name for themselves across the seas."
"No matter how you look at it, we aren't qualified to be their opponents."
Hearing Roger's reasoning, Gaban had to admit that the gap between the Roger Pirates and the Rocks Pirates was simply too vast right now.
"I agree with the captain's decision." Gaban made his choice firmly. "Besides, as far as the Rocks Pirates are concerned, the Navy and the World Government are the enemies more worthy of their attention."
"They probably won't try too hard to stop us from leaving."
Roger braced both hands against the wooden railing of the ship and gazed out at the distant sea. "We need a sturdier ship, and more powerful companions."
"At the same time, I want to know what the writing on that stone stele actually records."
At that moment, the corners of his mouth suddenly lifted, as if his sixth sense were telling him that he would find the answer.
Bathed in the cool, pleasant sea breeze and warm sunlight, Roger swept away his earlier gloom and smiled. "We'll come back. When we do, I'll definitely conquer this sea."
Gaban was infected by Roger's heroic spirit and laughed. "We'll definitely come back."
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By the time Roger decided to leave the New World, it was already the