Pirate: I Maxed Out Conqueror's Haki First Because I Can't Die

The next day, as the first ray of sunlight fell upon the Golden City...

A clear, melodious bell rang out, its sound stirring the soul.

The bell continued to peal, carrying far into the distance, toward the sea ten thousand meters below Upper Yard.

On the other side of Mogu Town, a tall man stood before a simple wooden hut, staring blankly ahead. His eyes had long since filled with tears.

"It's real!"

"The legend of the Golden City..."

"It was all real!!"

There were twelve airships, each capable of carrying roughly thirty tons of gold. Together, that came to 360 tons.

Yet even that was only a fraction of the gold in the Golden City.

"Enough for me to build a Land of God of my own!" Xia Le exclaimed.

"Load that onto the ships too!"

He pointed at the Poneglyph that had stood there for countless years.

Its surface was covered in dense, mysterious writing. Though Xia Le knew roughly what it said, he couldn't read a single character.

He could leave it to the scholars of Ohara to study.

On the third day, he returned with the airships fully laden.

"I've secured a huge warehouse and stationed a heavy guard around it."

"Commander Ferren will assist me as well," Capone Bege said.

Xia Le nodded and said nothing more.

Once an organization reached a certain size, the people under him would think things through and make arrangements in advance.

He returned to the G-18 base and resumed his leisurely days.

Capone Bege would carefully calculate the gold's total value, prepare a detailed statement, and personally send it to him.

They had already decided how to use the gold. It could fund the organization's growth and the training of marines for a long time.

Airship construction continued.