"Do you dare to bet the future of this era against me?"
When Roger issued his wager, brimming with a king's heroic spirit and his final madness, the air throughout the tavern seemed to solidify!
Rayleigh watched Yas nervously. He knew his captain was using the last of his life to sway the will of the "god" before them!
If he wavered even the slightest bit, it would prove that his "divinity" was not unassailable!
Yet Yas merely turned halfway around and glanced at Roger as though looking at an idiot.
"A bet?"
The word left his mouth laden with contempt and disdain.
"Gol D. Roger, have you misunderstood something?"
"A wager requires both sides to have equal stakes."
A trace of pity flickered through Yas's ice-blue eyes.
"And you, a failure whose life is nearing its end, who cannot even control his own tomorrow-what right do you have to speak to me of the 'future'?"
"Your era ended the moment you decided to turn yourself in to the Navy."
"Remnants of the old era like you have no right to place a wager on the new one."
Yas's words were cold and cruel, like a merciless iron hammer that smashed Roger's newly rekindled final heroic spirit to pieces!
"You..."
Roger's expression instantly turned utterly grim!
He could accept defeat and face death calmly, but he could not accept his will and his dreams being so contemptuously... rejected in their entirety!
"It seems we have nothing left to discuss."
Yas turned around completely, his back to Roger, his cold voice devoid of emotion.
"Pirates are evil."
"And my justice is to erase all evil from this world, utterly and completely."
"We were never people of the same world."
With that, Yas stepped forward, ready to leave this place that had