"Their deaths meant nothing."
"They simply became obstacles to the 'greater cause' of saving the world, and were cleared away along the way."
"History books will spare them only a few lines."
"Because they were utterly insignificant, just like Ohara."
"Your existence leaves the world with some faint memory of Ohara. If you had died back then, no one in this world would remember you, or the place called Ohara."
"In just a few decades, the name Ohara would vanish into the river of history."
"Just like those islands the World Government erased."
Robin sat on the sofa with her eyes tightly shut, cold sweat streaming down her forehead.
She suddenly opened her eyes, hurried out through the door, and braced both hands against the fortress's rampart, gasping for breath.
Sakazuki's words echoed in Robin's ears like a demonic chant, overturning her understanding of the past and her view of the world.
Part of her felt that everything Sakazuki said was right, while the misery of her past told her that he was twisting her mind...
Inside the office.
Sakazuki shook his head.
He paid no attention to Robin's sudden departure and began looking through the latest intelligence.
Carol wore a helpless, wry smile.
He picked up a glass of water, stood, and went outside.
He walked over to Robin, who was still panting and had yet to calm down, and offered her the glass.
"Have some water."
Robin reached out to take it and gulped it down, not caring how she looked.
Once she had drained it, she set the glass on the rampart and spoke in a slightly hoarse voice.
"Thank you."
Carol smiled.
"You're welcome."
Robin leaned against the rampart, staring blankly at the sea ahead.
Carol looked into the distance with her and said:
"Pretty persuasive,