The Battle of Dressrosa is over.
However, no large-scale chaos occurred around the world.
The reason is very simple: although the old rulers were overthrown, the army of the Kingdom of Dawn brought a completely new system of governance.
Compared to the World Government's remote, proxy management, the Kingdom of Dawn Kingdom of Dawn overturned the table, devising a complete takeover plan for all the conquered islands.
Among them, nobles without any bad records were directly stripped of their noble status, and their entire families were to be relocated to other places to completely destroy their intricate blood ties and relationships in their homeland.
Nobles, merchants, gangsters, and serious criminals with bad records were directly captured to absorb luck and life force. Those with weak bodies were strangled to fertilize fields or fed to fish; those with decent bodies were transformed into undead soldiers; and those with minor crimes were all sentenced to hard labor.
This is only the initial cleanup.
Next, after completely defeating the World Government, the Kingdom of Dawn will launch a large-scale immigration plan.
For islands inhabited by a single race, tribe, or surname, these remaining local forces must be completely dismantled, and they must not be allowed to concentrate in one place. Instead, they should be relocated to other places in small family units.
Noah understands the terrible consequences of a single race, tribe, or surname living together in one place.
These local forces often band together for mutual support, secretly resisting official management, and even protecting each other, using the excuse that "the law does not punish the masses" to coerce the authorities into compromising with them.
This is something Noah absolutely cannot tolerate.
Local forces must be thoroughly eliminated, otherwise they will try every means to undermine the Kingdom of Dawn and enrich themselves.
When large families and tribes consider matters, they often prioritize family over country. In times of crisis, these forces are also the first to surrender or rebel.
Since Noah wanted to liberate the entire world, he had to completely eliminate the remaining forces in these places.
After all, he didn't believe that future generations could solve the problems he hadn't solved; leaving the trouble to future generations would be irresponsible.
East Blue.
Loguetown.
Having been in office for less than a year, Smoker watched as dozens of snail-sized warships appeared in the open sea. He lowered his binoculars and said, "Everyone, be on high alert. Don't let those thugs take advantage of the situation."
" Captain Smoker, the enemy..." Lieutenant Colonel Jack, the adjutant, looked nervous.
Smoker waved his hand, took the cigar from his mouth, and said, "Phew... let's surrender!"
"This..."
"Execute the order! If the Liberator Organization fails in the end, I will bear all the consequences," Smoker ordered sternly.
"Yes, sir!" Lieutenant Colonel Jack saluted immediately.
Soon, a white flag was raised on the guide lighthouse at the port of Loguetown.
Click...
The sea surface froze instantly.
They came from Yamato Ice Skating.
Behind them were a large number of combat mech soldiers and a large number of Liberators soldiers.
Yamato saw Smoker on the dock, as well as the dozen or so warships moored there, their cannons covered, clearly indicating they had no intention of resisting.
"Have you surrendered?"
"I surrender to the Liberator Organization on behalf of the Loguetown Navy. This is the complete archive of Loguetown." Smoker produced a large box of documents.
"You do have a good sense of self-awareness." Yamato took the box. "I accept your surrender."
Boom boom...
Suddenly, a series of explosions rang out on the streets of Loguetown, sending thick smoke billowing into the air. A large number of thugs and pirates attempted to take advantage of the chaos.
"Heh, isn't living good enough? Why do you have to court death!" Yamato instantly jumped several hundred meters above Loguetown.
" Ice Rain!"
In an instant, thousands of icicles shot down from Yamato's hands.
Pfft pfft...
The pirates and thugs who were causing trouble were instantly pierced by ice shards, pinned to the ground and howling in pain.
Just as the teenage Bartolomeo stepped out of a gold shop after robbing it of gold, an icicle pierced his chest.
"Ahhh... Grandma, save me..."
" Barto!" An old woman rushed out of the alley, looking at Barto's miserable state with shock and hatred.
Suddenly, a tall shadow appeared behind the old woman.
Smoker then drifted over.
"This kid is the new head of the Barto Family..."
The old woman quickly knelt down and begged for mercy, "Please, Barto is still young. He was just trying to help your Liberator Organization by deliberately drawing the navy's attention."
"Is that so?" Yamato wasn't the foolish Oden fanatic from the original timeline. With some of Noah's memories and Yate Observation Haki, she instantly saw through the old woman's lies.
"Please, please save Barto's life! I would be eternally grateful. After all, he's my only grandson. If he dies, I won't live either..."
"I see. In that case, I'll grant your wish!"
"Ah! Thank you..."
Boom! The spiked club slammed down instantly, and the old woman's head exploded like a watermelon.
"No..." Barto screamed in agony.
"I'm a very kind person, I'll send you and your grandson to be reunited now." Yamato smashed Barto's head with another blow.
Smoker, standing to the side, stared in disbelief.
After a few seconds, he recovered and said, "Was there any need to kill that old woman?"
"There's no need to pity a retired old pirate. She founded the Barto Family; her death is nothing to regret."
Yamato finished speaking, he picked up his spiked club and, as he walked, smashed the thugs or pirates who weren't quite dead into mincemeat.
Smoker also witnessed the Liberator Organization's ruthless decisiveness.
East Blue.
The floating restaurant was established a few years ago.
Suddenly, they were surrounded by more than a dozen snail-sized warships.
Zeff's expression changed.
Sanji, who also noticed the unusual situation outside, came out with a frying pan.
"It's actually..." Sanji's pupils contracted sharply as he rushed out of the cabin.
Reiju then landed on the deck of the sea restaurant.
"Long time no see, Sanji!"
"How did you end up here..." Sanji, with an extremely complicated Sanji, walked up with his head down.
Reiju looked at her younger brother and said casually, "Just passing by, casually arresting a few retired pirates."
"What?" Sanji's expression changed instantly. He turned around and shouted, "Quick..."
The next second, Zeff and the others collapsed, completely powerless.
"This... this is poisoning! Damn it!" Sanji trembled all over. "Sister, I beg you..."
Reiju refused outright. "No need to say anything more, I won't agree. They broke the law, and we will Judgment them according to the crimes they remember."
"Why!" Sanji roared.
"There's no 'why.' Everyone must pay the price for their actions. That's the meaning of the law. If retirement means that past mistakes can be overlooked, how unjust would that be for those whose families have been torn apart because of it?"
Reiju waved her hand.
The soldiers behind her acted swiftly, detaining everyone in the floating restaurant.
Then Reiju turned to Sanji: "You're free, and Father has received his due punishment. From now on, live like an ordinary person! The boundaries of the four seas will disappear, and your dreams can come true."
"Is there any point in this?" Sanji collapsed to his knees in despair.
"If your life is lived for others, then it truly has no meaning. This ship is yours."
Reiju didn't comfort Sanji, because it was pointless; they were destined never to reconcile.
Before leaving, she stopped and said, " Sanji, this is my last piece of advice: don't break the laws of the Kingdom of Dawn, or even I can't save you."
'My brother, this is the last thing I can do for you. Take care!'
She left, without a sound.
The sky is clouded over.
Only Sanji and a dozen or so interns remained on the deck of the floating restaurant.
Raindrops fell, Sanji lay dejectedly on the deck, his empty eyes staring blankly at the dark clouds in the sky.