World in Turmoil
Perospero only felt a chill run through his body. He trembled all over, cold sweat trickling down his back uncontrollably.
He had always believed that everyone had stayed and become members of the Sweets Pirates because of their love for Mother and this family. But judging from their expressions now, how many of them truly loved Mother and this family, rather than staying for Mother's inheritance, the treasures here, and their power?
He felt somewhat panicked, unsure how he should continue leading everyone. At his side, his younger sister Smoothie, one of the Three Sweet Commanders, comforted him blandly. "Big Brother Perospero, you don't need to worry so much about these things. If everyone doesn't want to join the Revolutionary Army, then so be it. But since Katakuri and the others want to join the Revolutionary Army, we can't stop them."
Such was the trend of the times. The Revolutionary Army had won the hearts of the people across the world; no one could possibly stand against them. Besides, they had prepared thoroughly. They had spent more than a month investigating and preparing for the announcement, then another half month building up the atmosphere in every possible way.
If the Revolutionary Army, having seized control of public opinion, still could not make the entire world dance to their tune under such circumstances, then everything they had done would have been an utter failure.
Unlike the Marines before them, the Revolutionary Army did not care much about One Piece or the resources of the Grand Line and the New World. After all, they did not need to preserve the rule of the Celestial Dragons or the dignity of the World Government. Yet that very indifference discouraged the pirates somewhat. If they truly did not care about One Piece,