Tyrant Kuma

"Huh? Dad, are you going to become king?"

Bonney's eyes lit up, and she subconsciously looked at the bear beside her, her whole being filled with excitement.

"Me? No, how could I become king?"

This sudden news really gave Bartholomew Kuma a big fright.

"Why can't you become His Majesty the King? The old king was cruelly murdered by Bekori, and you single-handedly saved countless people from suffering..."

"Right now, we simply cannot find anyone more suitable to be king than you, especially considering the most important point: the trust of the people of the Sorbet Kingdom!"

At this moment, pairs of sincere eyes fell on the bear, and the official holding the crown had been waiting for a long time.

"This..."

Bartholomew Kuma hesitated, not only because of their trust, but also because of Bonney's illness and the Buccaneer Race bloodline he carried.

If I were to become the king of the Sorbet Kingdom, would these innocent people be implicated?

"What's there to hesitate about, Mr. Bear! We believe that you are the sun that will save the Sorbet Kingdom, and the people will surely live happily under your command. Please!"

With a thud, the Kingdom Army captain in front of him knelt down, and the people behind him also knelt down. The words they spoke made him freeze in place.

"Please, Mr. Bear, we have already lost so many loved ones, and we don't want someone like Bekori to become king..."

"With Mr. Bear around, the Sorbet Kingdom is no longer afraid of those roaming pirates or the navy that treats the civilians in the Lawless Zone like ants. We also don't have to worry about being robbed by pirates or extorted by the navy!"

"Save this country, like the sun, Your Majesty!!!"

"Like the sun, like Nika ... Dad, is this what it feels like to save everyone? Is this the sun that brings smiles to people?"

In a daze, he felt his sleeve being gently tugged. He looked down and saw Bonney whispering something.

"Dad, just agree to their request! If this continues, they'll keep crying in front of the house, it's such a hassle. Being a king isn't such a bad thing, hahaha!"

Seeing her unusually happy smile, and the people around her pleading, Bartholomew Kuma nodded slightly, and the crowd immediately erupted in cheers.

"Great! The new king has acknowledged it, and the Sorbet Kingdom no longer needs to worry about pirates and the navy!"

"Finally, finally... peaceful times have finally arrived. We can build our own new home. It's truly... truly..."

"From this moment forward, the rightful king of the Sorbet Kingdom is Mr. Bear, and we will never acknowledge the existence of Bekori!"

Faced with the smiling faces before him, Bartholomew Kuma smiled too, briefly dispelling the gloom in his heart, a genuine smile from the heart.

Seeing the bear's genuine smile, Bonney laughed heartily, and the two temporarily forgot about the troubles they had been dealing with.

On the other hand, in the South Blue, at Marine Base 147.

"I've said it so many times already, why are you still asking me when to stop? I am King Sobel, recognized by the World Government, how can you treat me like this!"

Despite it being the most luxurious reception room in the naval base, Bekori showed no sign of satisfaction and instead continued to nitpick at the marines.

"How many times have I told you? I don't want to eat this kind of garbage that commoners eat. Even the cutlery isn't pure silver. Is this how the navy treats the king?!"

"If you don't want to eat, then take everything away. Former King of the Sorbet Kingdom, I have some bad news for you in advance. The current Sorbet Kingdom has called the Marine Headquarters. Do you want to know what happened?"

During the conversation, the marines became invigorated, as if they had found their backbone, and immediately took away the dishes that had been carefully prepared by the naval chefs.

When the figure entered the room, it was none other Vice Admiral Onigumo body was wrapped in bandages.

"The Sorbet Kingdom... what have those damned scoundrels done now? Damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it!!!"

"It's your freedom to decide who dies, and it's none of my business. But your statement will affect the Sorbet Kingdom's attitude toward the World Government. If you say he'll remember, then we'll start now."

The soldier in charge of recording was already prepared, but Bekori stared intently at Onigumo.

"What did the Sorbet Kingdom say to the navy?"

"It's nothing, just reporting the candidate for the next king to the Navy and the World Government. You know that person, Bartholomew Kuma!"

At this point, Onigumo's face also turned gloomy. If he really became the king of Sobel, the situation of those warships being destroyed would probably be left unresolved.

Between a few warships and a country that pays Heavenly Tribute every year, Onigumo clearly understands which is more important.

Most importantly, wouldn't all these injuries have been for nothing? They wouldn't even qualify as work-related injuries. Where would he put his face in the navy afterward?

"Bartholomew the Kuma!!!"

Almost gritting his teeth, he squeezed the name out of his throat. Bekori racked his brains, hurling every imaginable sin and filth at him.

"Very good. Branch 147 will send this message to Marine Headquarters overnight. I believe Headquarters will give a 'fair' judgment."

A few days later, at the Marine Headquarters, in the Fleet Admiral's Office.

"A revolution by one man? He overthrew a country single-handedly, Teuchi Onigumo, and caused three naval warships to sink. Who is this Bartholomew Kuma?"

"Forget it, we absolutely cannot allow such a vicious person to become the king of a country. Set the bounty at two hundred million Beli and immediately send warships to support the Sorbet Kingdom."

Having casually dealt with it, Sengoku's gaze once again fell upon the intelligence from the New World.

"He was the first to lose his temper, as expected. This guy who's always looking for death, he immediately reported to the Marine Headquarters as soon as he noticed anyone else's movements. I'd like to see who can sit still..."

After processing all the documents, Sengoku stared at his empty desk and fell into deep thought once again.

"I have a feeling of unease. What have I overlooked? Could it be Garp again?"

Mariejois, Pangaea Castle.

"A revolution in the South Blue, Bartholomew Kuma... Bartholomew Kuma, it's him..."

"You know him?"

"Ah, the half-breed of the Buccaneer Race, born sinners and slaves!"

Jaigolusia Satan's face turned ashen, and the mention of the Buccaneer Race caused the faces of many of the Five Elders to turn extremely ugly as well.

"The Buccaneer Race, the bloodline of sinners still exists in this world!"