He's No Magical Girl Warrior / That's Some Real Courage

What is his Justice?

He is determined to personally reclaim the Justice was dishonored three years ago.

Although three years ago, all he did was send the Warship over and do nothing else.

However, this kind of military coercion was actually the real culprit behind the destruction of the Bass Kingdom.

It's hard for him to even deceive himself.

He also felt guilty about the circumstances the Bass Kingdom had been in over the past few years.

This is also why he, who was born in the same year as Garp and Sengoku, already has white hair.

When that figure reappeared in his mind, he knew that this time, everything in the Bass Kingdom should come to a complete end.

Chapter 28 He's not some Sailor Moon character!

Early morning, just as dawn was breaking.

Before the sun had even risen above the sea, Bada and his underlings appeared on the riverbank of Spring Island.

Looking at the countless severed limbs and broken bodies on the street in the distance, a look of shock flashed in his eyes.

Judging from the wounds, all of these people died from a single stab wound.

So even the way they fell to the ground was remarkably synchronized.

"Wow! That's so tragic!"

"What's so tragic about it!"

"These guys have been wreaking havoc on Bass Island for two or three years!"

One of the henchmen looked at the corpse, a gleam of pleasure in his eyes. "Now they're all dead. We should be happy."

"Yeah! These guys should have died a long time ago!"

"I wonder who they offended! They were all killed. How satisfying!"

The commotion among his underlings attracted Bada's attention. He Guotou, "Alright, stop making a scene here. Right now, only Silver Hair Brother has the strength. I'll go see if Silver Hair Brother has woken up yet. You guys clean up these corpses."

As he spoke, he looked at Winter Island, "Now that Pirates are dead and you've cleaned them up, go and call them all out!"

"They must miss the warmth of Spring Island so much after all these years!"

"Learn!"

The underlings responded in unison and rushed into the street with great excitement. Looking at the corpses all over the ground, they were not afraid at all, but rather very excited.

Many of these corpses belonged to Pirates and Bounty Hunter who had bullied them.

Now that they're all dead, how could they not be happy!

Freedom

On the middle deck, Ahua Trio, along with Kuina, were training separately.

Ordinary people can only become stronger through countless accumulations, not to mention that they now have Ahua's Radish, which has made them no longer have the lazy mindset they used to have.

On the bow deck, Kuta was lying on a deck chair, drinking morning tea and reading the newspaper.

Beside him, Firebird Ace stood quietly with his hands raised.

"Silver Hair brother, how are you?"

"Hmm! Not bad."

Kuta put down his teacup and nodded.

The newspaper in his hand was a news report from the World Economy News Paper, rushed out overnight.

The first picture above clearly shows him killing a thousand people with a single stroke last night.

They even gave him a new nickname: "The Elegant Moonlight Swordmaster".

That seems to be the case.

But why does it feel so strange when I read it aloud?

"Sailor Moon, the beautiful warrior of love and Justice, I will punish you in the name of the moon!"

Kuta quickly shook his head, "He's not some Sailor Moon!"

Then he held in his hand

Turn the newspaper over.

The article at the back of the newspaper contained details of his deal with Big News Morgans.

It clearly stated the farce that occurred in the Bass Kingdom three years ago, accompanied by a photo of the Celestial Dragons and the Bass Palace engulfed in war.

These news articles must have been written three years ago, but they just weren't published!

However, it's not too late now.

It was posted three years ago, and it probably only spread to a small circle. By now, the world has probably forgotten about it!

But when it comes to his news, things are different.

His news wouldn't be limited to a small circle; it would be distributed worldwide. And as his fame grew, it would be many years before the world even wanted to forget about Bass.

After reading the newspaper, Kuta put it aside and turned to look at the riverbank, where he saw Bada and his gang.

Seeing Bada walking towards them, Kuta picked up his teacup and took a sip.

These guys are pretty early; he thought they'd been excited all night and wouldn't come out until the sun was fully up!

Firebird Vance followed Kuta's gaze to the riverbank, where he met Bada Weiyan's dignified gaze.

This caused his pupils to shrink.

"A strongman, yet another strongman."

He looked closely and, after clearly seeing Bada's clothes and appearance, couldn't help but shout out.

"Bass Bada!"

This name belonged to the strongest power on Bass Island and in the surrounding waters three years ago.

Of course, the navy is excluded.

Three years ago, this name made no Pirates crew dare to mess around on Bass Island.

Three years ago, this name, along with Bass Wine, appeared on the front page of various newspapers more than once.

He looked down and thought for a moment, wondering why he had forgotten about this guy before!

If he weren't Celestial Dragons or CP0, his reputation would probably be even greater by now!

He couldn't understand how he could have forgotten "Bass Bada".

But there was one thing he understood.

So that guy's back, and it looks like he's with the Silver Hair again. Big News Morgans is coming.

Thinking of this, he shuddered, and his face quickly flushed red, as if he were drunk.

Happiness came so suddenly!

Hehehehe...

What are you laughing at?

Kuta turned to look at Firebird, his face full of confusion.

"It's nothing, it's nothing."

Firebird quickly shut his mouth, his shoulders shaking with excitement. He couldn't help but feel excited, looking like a lewd man who had just seen a beautiful woman—indescribably lewd.

"If you're going to laugh, laugh out loud. This is so lewd."

"Get out of my way."

"Yes, yes, I'll go to the side right away."

Kuta looked at the Firebird, who had retreated to the side and was now crouching by the boat, and remained silent for a moment.

"Nerve."

Bada jumped onto the boat and couldn't help but glance at the Firebird.

The main thing is that this guy's pink rooster-like hair is just too eye-catching.

Bada glanced at it once and lost interest. He quickly walked over to Kuta.

"Silver Hair brother, I'm not too late, am I?"

"It's not too late."

Kuta looked at Bada and stopped correcting his way of addressing him; this guy had completely stuck with him.

As he spoke, he downed his morning tea in one gulp, put down the teacup, picked up the newspaper beside him, and handed it to Bada.

"Well! Look at this! This is the key to your Bass Kingdom's future safety."

Upon hearing this, Bada quickly took the newspaper.

I was taken aback when I saw the news about Kuta.

"You idiot in the back."

"Oh!"

He quickly flipped through the newspaper, took a closer look, and when he saw what was written on it, he suddenly trembled with excitement.

Three years later, he saw the Bass Kingdom again, how could he not be excited?

After the excitement comes reflection.

He lowered his head and pondered for a while, then his eyes lit up, and he looked up at Kuta with gratitude in his eyes.

Although it's unclear how Kuta managed to get the World Economy News Paper to report on the events of the Bass Kingdom three years ago, it must have been no easy feat.

You should know that since the Bass Kingdom was destroyed, news organizations around the world have collectively fallen silent, and he hasn't seen a single news item about Bass in the past few years.

Kuta looked at Bada, a smile playing on his lips.

"Now that you understand what I mean, take this Firebird reporter to take more photos!"

Kuta, and although he was reluctant, he still had to do it. "Go and film more, the ruins on the island, and the children and elderly people in the cellars."

"The worse off you are, the safer you'll be in the future."

"Yes! I know."

Bada nodded firmly.

He understood Kuta's intention.

He was, after all, the king of a country, and he was aware of public opinion.

It's fine if no one knows about Bass, but if it becomes common knowledge, the World Government will be hesitant to take action.

At least they won't come openly.

Secretly, with his strength and Kuta's protection, he believed he could definitely protect Bass.

As for Kuta's strength...

He glanced at his underlings carrying corpses in the distance.

With this level of strength, it's truly reassuring!

Chapter 29 True Courage

Two hours later.

The streets at the dock have been cleaned up, except for streaks of blood that still tell the story of the tragedy that occurred there last night.

On the banks of the Spring Island River, the Freedom's sails were lowered and billowed in the wind.

Behind the Freedom, a small sailboat similar in Freedom had also lowered its sails, and it was filled with Bada's underlings.

Looking at the riverbank, hundreds of elderly people and children are standing quietly on the shore.