Roger's Shock, a Massive Marine Branch! (Two-in-One)
A person's fate often underwent tremendous changes because of the different people and events they encountered.
August.
The sun shone brightly beneath blue skies and over azure seas.
Gentle ripples lapped against Dressrosa's shore. The sea breeze carried a refreshing coolness that naturally made people overlook the salty, fishy scent in the air.
"Phew~"
"I've come back here again!"
"Dressrosa... this place has really changed so much!"
A small boat, barely five or six meters long, slowly entered the harbor and docked at a pier on the very edge of the port. A middle-aged man stood in the cabin with both hands on the wheel. Looking at the bustling scene in Dressrosa Harbor, he could not help letting out a soft sigh.
The middle-aged man was around forty or fifty years old. Perhaps because he had spent years at sea, the skin on his face had few obvious wrinkles, but it was rough. The only things that marked his age were the lines at the corners of his eyes and the few white hairs hidden beneath his red hat.
He wore black trousers, brown leather boots, and a red floral shirt, with a saber hanging from his waist. He gave off an easygoing, rugged air.
Perhaps because of the heat, he had not buttoned a single button on his shirt, leaving his chest bare. As the sea breeze blew, his shirt fluttered in the wind, faintly revealing several scars across his body.
This middle-aged man was none other than Gol D. Roger, the Pirate King, who had left his wife behind and returned to the New World.
"Let's see for myself exactly how things are with these eyes of mine!"
As he spoke, Roger grabbed a small backpack beside the wheel and walked