If he were allowed to carry on like this, the balance of the seas would shatter, unleashing unimaginable upheaval and plunging the entire world into chaos.
"What do you say, Red-Haired?"
"For both of us, Xia Le is the primary target."
"Only by eliminating him can order be restored to this world."
"As for the Navy..."
Saint Saturn paused, his expression casual.
"If we lose this batch, we can simply support a new one to establish order and stability in this world."
"To that end, we can help you ascend to the throne of the Pirate King."
"As long as you don't go too far, we can also draw up a suitable agreement."
Even Saint Figarland Garling was somewhat surprised by these words. He turned his gaze toward Shanks, wanting to see what choice the young man would make.
Compared to the relentless suppression and pursuit of Roger in the previous era, the will of the Five Elders was clearly far more accommodating toward Shanks.
"That really is a tempting offer!"
Shanks suddenly laughed.
Saint Saturn stood there, watching calmly, without the slightest flicker of emotion.
"But I refuse!"
Shanks's expression soon turned cold.
"As a pirate, cooperating with you would be an insult to both me and my companions!"
"As for that title of Pirate King you mentioned, if I want it, I'll fight for it myself, rather than rely on a piece of paper you could tear up at any time!"
Saint Saturn slowly shook his head at that. "That truly is a shame!"
"We came here with the same objective!"
Shanks said coldly, "Even so, I'll defeat Xia Le my own way."
"Not through petty schemes and underhanded tricks!"
"A win is a win, and a loss is a loss!"
"Even if I die on the battlefield,