Chapter 191

Seeing Karl, whose eyes and expression remained calm, Tesoro's evaluation of Karl in his heart rose to another level.

Gold is gold. As long as you have been to the Golden City, you will generally get used to it, but the impact of a pile of Berries is not something everyone can resist.

This kind of person is too hard to deal with.

If he wants to win over a politician or a Navy, it is nothing more than starting from three aspects: money, status (interest exchange), and women.

But these seem to be of no use to Karl.

Money offensive? People found the treasure of Shandora and gained wealth that ordinary people can't earn in tens of thousands of years of struggle for no reason.

Interest exchange? People are Navy Heroes, holding great power, and are figures of the wind and clouds wherever they go, objects of people's respect. Why bother with him for these?

Female temptation? People are the most handsome men in the world. Are there any shortage of women around them? Even if they pay tens of millions of Berries, there are plenty of women who want to sleep with them. Does he need to call people to tempt them?

Hey! Karl has something to say about this. If you don't try, how do you know?

Karl yawned: "Oh ah~ is all my money here?"

Tesoro on the side nodded: "Correct, it's all here. Do you want to count it?"

"No need."

Karl waved his hand, walked slowly to the pile of money, and waved his hand. The hill-Move Move Like pile of Berries disappeared, and then the next pile. In a few breaths, all 65 billion Berries were collected by Karl into the system space, and only empty load-bearing racks remained in the treasury.

"Gulp~" Tesoro swallowed. He wanted to ask when Karl took out the gold before. What kind of ability is so magical that it can store and retrieve items out of thin air?

So, Tesoro gave Baccarat a look. The two who had cooperated for many years had a tacit understanding. Baccarat understood the BOSS's meaning instantly and walked to Karl's side with a smile.

"It's amazing, Mr. Karl, how did you do it?"

Karl smiled slightly: "You mean this?"

A pile of Berries appeared out of thin air on the ground, and then disappeared instantly.

Baccarat looked at Karl "worshipfully" and nodded repeatedly: "Mm-hmm, that's it!"

"Miss Baccarat, your ability is very good. Develop your fruit ability more when you have time, and you will find a brand new door opening for you."

Karl didn't seem to answer, but he seemed to answer.

In short, this sentence fell into Tesoro's ears, basically making him determine that this is Karl's Devil Fruit ability, and it was developed in the later stage.

This couldn't help but make him feel moved. Since the Golden City landed, he had neglected a lot in developing his ability. The ones he uses more now are those few, which he obtained through hard cultivation during his "struggle period".

Perhaps, it is time for him to improve his strength properly?

No, no, forget it. For him now, money is everything, money can dominate everything, money is power!

Baccarat on the side nodded thoughtfully, but it is not known whether it was real or deliberately catering to Karl.

"It's getting late, I won't disturb you anymore, goodbye!"

Tesoro quickly said: "You are too polite. Baccarat, what are you still doing? Why don't you send Mr. Karl back to rest?"

VIP room.

Just after Baccarat left, Karl's Den Den Mushi rang.

"Karl, I am Sengoku, have you arrived at the Golden City?"

"Of course, that World Noble should be having fun, right! What's wrong?"

Sengoku's voice suddenly became very small: "There is no one or eavesdropping Den Den Mushi around you, right?"

"Rest assured, I am in the VIP room, I have checked it long ago, there is no problem, Marshal Sengoku, just say what you have to say!"

"Then I can rest assured. Didn't I tell you about Ace last time? There is already news."

"Oh? What does the Intelligence Department say?"

"Ace is really not simple. He is actually Roger's posthumous son! His name should be Gol D. Ace, Portgas is his mother's name!"

"I should have thought of it long ago, how could Garp happen to adopt a grandson at that time! This guy is really.... sigh~"

Karl scratched his head, indicating that he didn't quite understand. After all, he really didn't know much about these old things. Even if he had seen them before, this kind of description with less space had long been forgotten.

"Uh, Marshal Sengoku, I understand that you said Ace is Roger's posthumous son, but..."

"Sigh~ after Roger was executed..."

Sengoku began to tell Karl about that unknown past.

Marine Calendar 1501, Navy Headquarters.

"Sengoku, I don't agree with this. Roger is already dead, can't this offset his sins? Why do you have to kill them all?"

Looking at Garp roaring at him, Sengoku looked serious and also roared loudly: "Garp, don't forget you are a Navy, are you going to oppose the government's decision? I have already sent people to surround Baterilla Island, the bloodline of evil must not continue on the sea!"

"Sengoku, making things difficult for a pregnant woman, is this your justice?"

Garp's saliva flew, pointing angrily at the plaque behind Sengoku--Justice that rules the world.

Sengoku looked in the direction Garp was pointing, and his eyes became even firmer.

"Correct, this is my justice, there is absolutely no room for negotiation on this matter! Have you forgotten what happened to Zephyr? We let go of the relatives of pirates, will the pirates let go of the relatives of the Navy?"

Garp's tone suddenly stagnated, and he stood there, not arguing with Sengoku, and left directly.

Bang~

Sengoku looked at the crumbling door and shook his head helplessly. Sengoku, who had just become Marshal, finally understood that above the Marshal, there is the World Government, and above the World Government, there are the Five Elders.

The Navy's justice has never been true justice, but justice after compromise.

Many things, he is involuntary.

At the same time, countless warships had surrounded Baterilla Island, and Navy soldiers landed on the island one after another, checking pregnant women from house to house. Their purpose was only one.

That is to find the bloodline of the Pirate King and strangle it in the cradle.

It's a pity that they searched for a long time but didn't find it. But even so, they still sent people to garrison here for nearly a year, and still gained nothing.

No matter how they thought, they couldn't imagine that a mother would use various methods to protect her son, Roger's bloodline, and at the cost of her life, greatly delay the birth date, thereby avoiding the Navy's search.

One year and three months after the Pirate King Roger died, Ace was born on Baterilla Island and named...

Portgas D. Ace.