"Replace them all with our own people?"
Bulldog's gaze flickered. He was sorely tempted by the suggestion, but didn't want to go too far.
Seven stepped in front of Bulldog.
"I finally understand why Bekri became king. You're so timid, always worrying about this and that. No wonder you were forced to step down."
He patted the little old man on the shoulder, left him with those words, and headed for the Kingdom Prison.
"You have to rely on yourself."
As he watched Seven leave, Bulldog gritted his teeth. The hesitation in his eyes gradually gave way to resolve.
"I've had all the pleasure I could want, and suffered my share of hardships too. I might as well go crazy one last time. Surely I can do better than that brat Bekri?"
When Bekri split the kingdom in two, Bulldog had been frantic with worry, but powerless to do anything. He'd never imagined that justice would come crashing down from the heavens and wipe Bekri out.
"I'll do it—for the common people."
When an honest man finally snapped, you wouldn't even get a chance to apologize.
During Bulldog's reign, the country had been poor, but its people had enjoyed a rich cultural life. All in all, he had been a democratic and generous king, though limited in his abilities.
When Bulldog became king again and resolved to make changes, the nobles' days were numbered.
Sorbeth Kingdom, prison in the Capital City.
Seven stood silently outside the cell. His gaze passed through the bars and fell on Kuma, bound in chains. From the sight before him, he could already read most of what was going through Kuma's mind.
How could a few little chains hold one of the most powerful Shichibukai? The only reason Kuma hadn't escaped was probably that he