Ghost Shark, but in the world of One Piece

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"Shanks..."

Huh?! Luffy instantly sensed something.

"Shanks once destroyed the nation of Erigia, which had tens of thousands of inhabitants..."

That's ruthless! Specter is impressed. Don't you know his mentor is Shanks? Why did you deliver the fatal blow?

For a small-time pirate deeply influenced by Shanks, that phrase was a taboo, representing the complete collapse of his ideals.

Alice, I never knew you were so vehemently opposed to pirates!

"Impossible! Shanks would never be that kind of person!!"

Luffy, unusually, put down the meat and stood up to loudly refute it.

Seemingly to prove herself, Alice vanished on the spot, using her razor to travel at a rapid pace. A few minutes later, she...

I found that issue of the newspaper in the warship's mailroom and handed it over.

"Grandpa Village Chief, Sister Makino, is this true?"

Luffy looked longingly at his two most trusted elders, as if he were placing all his beliefs about life on them.

Slap nodded, a wave of fear washing over him after reading the newspaper. He glanced at Luffy, whose eyes were filled with hope, took a deep breath, and spoke gently:

"it is true!"

Gulu!

Luffy suddenly collapsed to the ground, staring blankly at the ceiling, his face ashen as if he were dead.

"Luffy?" Ace looked at his only brother with concern.

At that moment, Luffy suddenly stood up, looked seriously ahead, and spoke in a solemn tone.

"I've made up my mind. I'm going to set sail and become a pirate, and personally confront Shanks about Erigia! There must be a reason that forces him to do it!"

*Click!* Laurentina clenched her fist, a gentle smile appearing on her face.

"You still want to be a pirate?"

Bang bang!

"Sigh," Laurentina sighed. "It's true that a person's ambition is hard to change."

We choose to make speeches about justice popular because most of the people who listen are people who value justice.

But looking at Luffy, one can only say that he truly deserves to be the man who will succeed the Pirate King.

This determination to go global is unwavering.

Just like some birds are destined to be free, every feather of theirs is imbued with the radiance of freedom.

Of course, the pirates in this world aren't so noble. They have no sense of freedom or glory. Can freedom without rules be considered true freedom?

In the end, they were nothing more than a bunch of speculators and adventurers.

Specter took a sip of his juice, then instinctively looked at Ace and blurted out, "Kid, why are you becoming a pirate again?"

Huh? Ace blinked and stiffly raised his head.

Am I going to suffer the same blow?

He fixed his gaze on the ghost shark, smiled, and then took off running...

"Hehe!" Luffy couldn't help but burst into laughter. Now that he had finished getting beaten up, he could eat without worry.

After the banquet, Laurentina and her entourage did not linger. After resupplying, they set sail back to the port of Central Street.

Before leaving, Alice seemed to want the two children to go astray, so she deliberately left behind a sound box containing Ghost Shark's righteous speech.

Hopefully, they'll change their minds if they overhear this by chance.

The ghost shark did not stop him; even if they were destined to meet again on the high seas, he would show no mercy.

It's just a meal; it won't blur my stance.

In the future, Kuzan might also be able to hold a banquet with Blackbeard. After the meal, they'll still fight, even though he later accepted an invitation to join their crew...

In short, set aside the urge to help others and respect their fate.

Ghost Shark and the others disembarked and headed to the hotel where Tina was staying.

Just as they were passing a tavern, a gentle breeze suddenly appeared at the girl's temple.

It's that man!

Chapter 72 The Meeting with Dragon (Please Subscribe)

"Alice, you all go back first."

Amidst the puzzled gazes of the crowd, Ghost Shark adjusted his guitar case and stepped into the sluggish pub.

This is... a safe house for the Revolutionary Army?

Pushing open the small, suspended wooden door reveals the interior of a tavern with white candle chandeliers hanging from it. The lighting inside is slightly dim, with a few small round tables scattered around. A waiter wiping a glass looks up at the table, then continues working.

The tavern's interior decoration is similar to the one in Windmill Village, both featuring a strong medieval style.

A gentle breeze urged Ghost Shark toward the second floor, where several cloaked figures were casting their gazes down from above.

Ok?

That conspicuous square tattoo!

"Dorag?" The girl climbed the stairs and sat down opposite him without any hesitation.

"Looks like you've seen my bounty poster." Dragon grinned, his voice hoarse. "I've been waiting for you for a long time. This will be a meeting of the ages."

"He's talking nonsense."

Ghost Shark ordered a non-alcoholic fruit punch, which was of course paid for by Dorrag.

"Speak, what do you want with me? The world's most vicious criminal."

Upstairs on the wooden plank, Ghost Shark looked down boredly. Several Revolutionary Army henchmen were keeping watch at the door. There was no need to worry about leaks when talking here.

"The will passed down through generations, the changes of the times, and people's dreams are all unstoppable. As long as people continue to pursue the answer to freedom, all of this will never stop."

Beneath his cloak, Dragon grinned wickedly, his eyes gleaming, and shamelessly recited cringeworthy lines.

"Well then, the curtain has been raised on a new era. Do you want to join this grand feast?"

"Shut up!" The girl, who deeply hated riddle tellers, turned cold in an instant. "Speak like a human being!"

Suddenly, several men in black robes at the next table stood up, seemingly displeased with Ghost Shark's words.

"What, you want to make a move?" Laurentina lifted the glass cover of the Den Den Mushi, her finger hovering over the dial button, ready to reveal their whereabouts at any moment.

At this moment, a man in black patted his companion, and everyone sat down again.

“The girl without buttons—Bello Betty?” Ghost Shark noticed the two hemispheres beneath the black robe and blurted out. “Liberty leading the people?”

With her breasts exposed and a flag on her shoulder, if Bello Betty were to charge into the rebels' path, it would be a perfect replica of a famous painting.

"Liberty leading the people?"

Bello Beatty paused for a moment, muttered the sentence to herself, and her eyes lit up.

That's a really great motivational slogan!

"As expected of him"

A guy who can deliver a speech of justice can make someone's eyes light up with just a casual remark. And, where are you touching?

Betty took a step back, her face slightly flushed, and covered her clothes buttons.

Ghost Shark sat back down, his eyes serious, a concerned look on his face. "Others just want to take your clothes off, but I want to help you button them up."

Am I being taught shame by a little girl?

This is just avant-garde and daring! She raised her head defiantly, only to meet the bright, innocent gaze of a young girl, like a deer.

Ah... Betty turned her back to everyone with a look of shame and buttoned up her clothes.

"Freedom leads the people?" Dorag murmured, a slow smile spreading across his face.

“Very insightful, Lieutenant Commander Specter.” He extended his hand to the girl, his eyes sincere. “A wise man like you can’t change anything by staying in the Navy. Why not join the Revolutionary Army?”

"Once you join, the position of second-in-command in the revolutionary army will be yours! If you later think I'm not up to the task, I can hand over the position of commander without hesitation."

These conditions are incredibly generous!

As soon as he finished speaking, the eyes of several men in black robes immediately focused on him.

The tavern fell silent at that moment.

Then, the girl's voice rang out, "Not interested."

Specter Shark didn't bother with beating around the bush and directly declined the invitation.

Wouldn't it be better to spend this time cruising the high seas and spending time with Alice and Iin?

Who wants to play along with you in that revolutionary game that has no program and is empty of ideas?

They all declined the invitation?

Bello Beatty took the cigarette out of her mouth.

The men in black robes exchanged glances, then stirred slightly.

Klara, who was at the very back, paused for a moment and blinked.

"Why?" Dragon asked seriously, his voice hoarse. "You really have no faith in the Revolutionary Army?"

"Hmm, I'm not optimistic at all." Specter twirled a strand of hair with his right hand, took a sip of his fruit punch, and said, "Have you considered the Revolutionary Army's situation?"

“Of course!” Betty interjected, speaking of her area of ​​expertise. “Take the Kingdom of Goa as an example. Apart from those corrupt and incompetent nobles, everyone else is our partner.”

That's just wishful thinking on your part, a result of your obsession with ability.

Specter looked at Dragon and found him nodding in agreement.

"Sigh." The girl slapped her forehead in despair, looking utterly helpless.

"Don't be so arrogant, Revolutionary Army. Do you think this city only has 'your enemies' and 'your friends'? Typical delusional thinking... Let me tell you, in the Kingdom of Goa, in this society, most people have absolutely nothing to do with you!"

"In this initial step, you can't even distinguish between your own friends and enemies. Whose revolution are you fighting? Whose tyranny are you overthrowing? And whose rule are you establishing? It's unclear. In the end, you are nothing more than a group of violent armed men attempting to create a glorious change of dynasty."

Dorag remained silent, stood up as if to refute, but then slowly sat back down.

“And you, Bello Betty.” Specter looked calmly at the woman, his gaze seemingly carrying a hint of disdain. “In your eyes, the people are nothing more than tools to complete a mission. I have never heard of a revolution achieved by insulting the people.”

"In order to hasten a revolution, you can only mobilize your abilities to incite the common people and call on them to shed blood and resist, but you never patiently spread revolutionary ideas. Well, perhaps you haven't even reached a unified and perfect understanding of the ideology."

In the wars you have started, the ambitious donned hypocrisy and provided ammunition. The rich offered words of pity and provided food, while the poor, believing them, gave up their children.

After the war, the new rulers reclaimed the remaining ammunition, the rich received even greater rewards, while the poor were left searching desperately for their children's graves.

The atmosphere in the tavern fell completely silent.

Even Dorrag lowered his head in deep thought, wondering if he had made a mistake.

“No…no…” Betty staggered and fell onto the wooden board, her face pale, as if her belief was wavering. Then, as if remembering something, she jumped out and loudly refuted, “There are such countries. The new king is very good to the people, the taxes are very low, and he cares about people’s livelihood.”

Ugh!

Laurentina sighed, met her eyes, and shook her head: "You've never understood what I meant."

After saying that, she stood up and slowly descended the steps.

"I'll give you a piece of advice," a girl whispered in the wind.

"I have never despised pigs, but I loathe the golden crowns hanging high on the branches!"

Chapter 73 Nami the Little Thief Cat (Please Subscribe)

The next day, the Goa royal family arrived at the port under the protection of soldiers.

The Black Prison Fleet was escorting King Stoleka and Queen Edgar, the royal family before Sabo's brother Steli ascended the throne.

Compared to the arrogant and snobbish Stelly, the Stoleca couple were much more easygoing, a rare breed of normal people in the squalid aristocratic circles of the Goa Kingdom.

"Oh, you must be Lieutenant Colonel Ghost Shark," Stoleca greeted him in a friendly manner. "I'll be relying on you for escort on this voyage."

“No need for such formalities, King Stoleca,” Specter smiled politely. “It’s simply my duty as a Marine.”

Laurentina basically doesn't think much of any of the kings in this world.