What Price Can You Pay?

Then there's the heir Kozuki Oden!

This one is even more significant; he abandoned his country and insisted on leaving to become a pirate.

In Natsu's eyes, this guy was no less impressive than Uchiha Itachi back then!

A man without responsibility doesn't deserve to be called a man!

The subsequent operations were even more abstract!

Ignoring his retainers' pleas and watching Moria's desperate battle with Kaido, he watched helplessly as Moria's reinforcements were completely wiped out, leaving only Moria alive!

Then, like a fool, he chose to launch a sudden, unplanned all-out attack, causing the country to completely lose hope.

Finally, dancing in that ridiculous oil cauldron completely shattered Natsu's worldview!

After all, Natsu's personality has always been one of holding a grudge and seeking revenge!

Even when they were evacuating Konoha, they did not hesitate to detonate the Explosive Tag buried within the Konoha.

Subsequently, a conflict broke out between the Navy and CP0 members and Origin Island, resulting in the deaths of several Uchiha clan members. Natsu also chose not to hesitate to publicly crush the head of a Celestial Dragons on the Sabaody Archipelago!

Finally, during the Summit War, he nearly wiped out the entire Marine Headquarters!

Therefore, in Natsu's view, Kozuki Oden's so-called sacrifice was nothing more than a cheap trick by an incompetent person!

True heroes either lie low and accumulate strength, waiting for the opportunity to launch a final counterattack, or they would rather die a glorious death than live a shameful life!

The capture of Kozuki Oden truly disgusted Natsu to the extreme.

What a waste of Kaido- sensei's pot of good oil!

As for his son and daughter, they are both worthless bastards, each more disgusting than the last.

It can be said that Natsu harbored immense malice towards the entire Kozuki Clan!

Now Moria is saying he's unworthy of the name Kozuki, isn't that just disgusting Natsu in front of him?!

Therefore, at this moment, Natsu's gaze towards Moria turned somewhat cold.

"No! No... I... I just..." Seeing Natsu's expression, Moria's face changed drastically, then his eyes shifted again and again before he bit his lip, stood up, knelt down, and said, "Natsu! Since you know my former name, you must also know everything I have suffered, Natsu! I once thought that one day I could avenge Kaido, avenge my comrades, and save the entire Wano Country!"

But I was wrong! Ever since I witnessed the battle between Whitebeard and the Marine Admiral at Summit War, and your battle with that mysterious Saint Imu, I've understood!

I have no chance of defeating Kaido! I... I beg you... please give me a chance! I want to join your ranks! To become your subordinate...

"Subordinate? So you want me to help you get revenge and then save the entire Wano Country, is that it?" Looking at Moriah Shain kneeling on the ground, tears streaming down his face, he spoke coldly, "Then you've come to the wrong person! I have absolutely no interest in saving a bunch of complete strangers!"

"No! Natsu! I beg you to grant me the power to become stronger! I'm willing to pay any price to defeat Kaido! Please help me! I want to avenge my comrades!" Moria pleaded humbly, kneeling on the ground.

Upon hearing this, Natsu looked at him calmly without any ripples on her face and said, "Price? What price can you pay? With your pathetic strength? To put it bluntly, there are at least more than ten people in my Uchiha Clan who can kill you! As for your so-called Zombie Army, any random thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy in the clan could kill hundreds of them! What qualifications do you have to pay the price I need?"

"I..." Natsu's words stunned Moria, whose face went from bewilderment to dejection, and finally to despair.

Natsu simply stared coldly at the other person.

To be honest, Moria definitely has talent!

After all, he was able to fight Kaido when he was young, and even if he lost, it was enough to prove Kaido's talent.

Even in his youth, Kaido's strength had already reached the Admiral-Emperor Level, at least on par with Aramaki!

Moria was able to fight him and survive. Even if his peak strength wasn't at the Admiral-Emperor Level, it was still at the level of a Yonko Commander like Katakuri.

No wonder Kaido looked down on Oden later. Even if it were Natsu, without memories of his past life, after seeing a true hero like Moria, he would never look down on a piece of trash like Oden.

Unfortunately, after being defeated by Kaido and losing all his crewmates, Moria's strength was completely destroyed!

He had completely forgotten his former Two-Color Haki, and his Taijutsu were almost gone. He could only rely on his old physical attributes and the power of the Shadow-Shadow Fruit to barely maintain his strength.

So Natsu wanted to give it a try and see if there was any hope for him!

If he were to completely degenerate and choose to give up, then there would be no meaning to his life!

It would be better to find a way to take his Shadow-Shadow Fruit.

After all, the Shadow-Shadow Fruit's effects are quite good!

But if there's any hope...

If he still has the will to regroup, then although he is not young now, in the world of One Piece, with his physical strength, he is not without a chance to return to his peak!

Moria knelt on the ground, his bloated face changing several times in a short period of time.

Natsu's words were like a knife, tearing out the last bit of what he was hiding—yes, he couldn't beat Kaido, his Zombie Army was no match for the Uchiha, and he couldn't even defeat a thirteen or fourteen-year-old Uchiha boy.

He had nothing, and couldn't afford any price to pay.

His hands clenched and unclenched, his nails digging into the flesh of his palms, leaving white marks.

His head drooped lower and lower, almost burying itself in his chest, his breathing heavy and disordered, like a trapped beast cornered against a wall.

Natsu didn't urge her, but simply leaned back in her chair and watched coldly.

He had seen too many people back down at the last moment—the fear of death is just instinct, not everyone has the courage to gamble everything.

But Moria did not retreat.

He remembered his dead comrades—not as blurry shadows, but as clear, distinct faces.

The short sniper who always laughed at him for being clumsy, the swordsman who always charged to the front in every battle, and the ship's doctor who silently bandaged him when he was injured.

They believed in him, followed him, entrusted their lives to him, and then fell one by one in Kaido's flames.

He survived, eking out a living for over twenty years, wrapping himself in his bloated fat and pretending to forget those faces.