By now, whether it was the newly joined Pirate Revolutionary Army members or Van Augur, Lafitte, and the others, they should have realized it.
Leo had never played the role of a pirate.
He had never acted with the identity of a pirate, either.
He did not even resemble a Marine.
What he was doing was what the World Government did.
What he bore were the responsibilities of the World Government.
That made him utterly incompatible with the entire pirate world, yet gave him a style all his own.
The Empress looked at him with eyes that seemed ready to drip with tenderness.
If he had not been so different, how could she have been persuaded by him from the very beginning?
Nico Robin's breathing quickened. Clearly, Leo's words had set her blood racing; she had never considered this question.
Or rather, the education she had received since childhood had never included such a perspective.
In truth, there were very few people in the entire world with this kind of perspective. Perhaps Big Mom counted as one—she truly governed her territory as her own nation: using force to ensure her residents' safety, then using taxes to establish her rule. Though her tax was rather bizarre—it collected lifespan.
But compared with Whitebeard's loose alliance and Kaido, that miserly tech nerd who had usurped a country, Big Mom was a genuine queen.
Yet even Big Mom, as formidable as she was, still fell far short of Leo in this regard.
Lafitte and Van Augur's eyes darted about. The two could be considered political opportunists, but by their original standards, Blackbeard becoming Pirate King had already been the ceiling of their ambitions.
But after following Leo for a month and learning of his grand ambitions, even if Blackbeard, Red-Haired, or even Pirate King