Chapter 43: Admitting Faults Is Still Active

Red Line, Holy Land Mary Geoise.

Pangea Castle.

In a spacious, bright room, the Five Elders took their positions one by one; Saint Wolyuli sat on the sofa, staring at the Den Den Mushi he had just hung up.

"How did he know about that lord?"

Saint Wolyuli exchanged glances with the other four, and seeing them all shake their heads, he spoke.

"Barzab, how should we handle this?"

Saint Satan took over the conversation.

"According to the information reported by Kuzan, Barzab possesses strength no weaker than Sakazuki's; the blind swordsman Master Tenghu fought Kuzan for years without a decisive victory, and there is also Dracule Mihawk..."

The Financial War God Saint Natsuro, holding the First Generation Wado Ichimonji, focused on another angle.

"Three Supreme Grade Great Swords, three Great Swordsmen."

"A bounty of one billion clearly does not match Barzab's strength; order the Navy to adjust it immediately."

"Agreed."

"Agreed."

"Agreed."

Saint Satan asked in a deep voice.

"Regarding Barzab and the Morning Star Pirates... three people were able to crush a Buster Call Navy fleet; is it necessary to launch a Buster Call, or should we deploy the God Knights?"

"He is not a D." Saint Wolyuli said calmly.

"Although what Barzab is doing currently is somewhat excessive, his attitude in admitting his mistake... is still quite positive."

"I suggest continuing to observe for a while; on one hand, it can suppress the Navy, and on the other, matters unsuitable for us to appear in person can be entrusted to him."

"Agreed!"

"Agreed!"

"Agreed!"

West Blue, the Donghai Dihuang.

After hanging up the Den Den Mushi, Saint Saint Saiwen casually retrieved a fresh set of clothes from his system space, put them on, and leisurely made his way to the first floor of the small villa.

"Captain Barzab." Two Ohara scholars, supporting each other, rose and bowed deeply.

"Thank you for your help."

Saint Saint Saiwen even saw the little black girl Nico Robin, supporting the woman beside her as they bowed together.

"No need for this." Saint Saint Saiwen waved his hand.

"There is no true safety yet; the World Government and the Navy will still hunt us down, to the death, unless..."

Nico Olvia asked anxiously.

"Unless what?"

The Buster Call launched by the Navy had left Olvia trembling with fear; she might as well be dead, but the Navy would not even spare civilians and children.

"Unless you give up researching the Void Century."

The moment the words fell, a scholar immediately spoke out: "Impossible, absolutely impossible; we will absolutely not give up restoring history and giving the world the truth."

Saint Saint Saiwen shrugged.

"Let me introduce myself; I was once a member of the Luo Jie Pirates, reached the final island Laugh Tale, and know the history of the Void Century."

"In other words, the truth you are willing to die to pursue is all in my head."

The Ohara scholars, led by Nico Olvia, immediately sparkled with Jin Guang in their eyes, staring tightly at Saint Saint Saiwen as if encountering a rare treasure.

"Mr. Captain, can you... tell us?"

If they could know the truth of the Void Century, they would rather die immediately.

"Sorry." Saint Saint Saiwen rubbed his brow.

"Even if you expose yourselves now and reveal the truth to the world, it would be useless; it would merely create another vanished Void Century; even if everyone were killed, the World Government would not hesitate."

Seeing that Nico Olvia still wanted to refute, Saint Saint Saiwen reached out to cut off her words.

"Are you not curious why, with so many crew members in the Luo Jie Pirates, not a single one stepped forward to reveal the truth of the Void Century?"

"Why?" Saint Saint Saiwen spread his hands.

"Because the time has not yet come."

The destined protagonist who would resist Imu has not even been born; unless Saint Saint Saiwen believed he was already invincible, he would never face Imu directly.

Even the six top experts at their peak—Loki, Garp, Luo Jie, Whitebeard, Big Mom, and Kaido—still could not do anything about Imu, who possessed Saint Satan.

It ended with Loki's demise.

Saint Saint Saiwen had not even mastered Conqueror's Haki to protect himself.

He had made enough of a scene recently; it was time to disappear for a while: head to the South Blue and find Kuma.

He also needed to lay his cards on the table with Master Tenghu; in the future, he must never, ever let righteousness cloud his judgment and dare to break into a Navy Buster Call.

"If you wish to disembark, please feel free."

"Mr. Saint Saint Saiwen, Mr. Issei, let's have a meeting."

The large villa at the stern of the Donghai Dihuang.

The first-floor bar.

Saint Saint Saiwen poured himself a glass of milk: "Issei, so that the Morning Star Pirates do not die before they even set sail, I feel it is very necessary to lay my cards on the table with you."

Issei nodded: "Good."

"Besides the Five Elders, the Fleet Admiral, and the Admirals, the World Government also has the God Knights stationed permanently at Holy Land Mary Geoise."

"Even if the Five Elders and the Divine Knights possess immortality, we are still not afraid."

Ensuring no one was eavesdropping, Saint Saint Saiwen continued speaking.

"But there is one person I have no confidence about—if possible, within five or ten years, we should avoid confronting that guy directly."

Mihawk's face grows serious; he had never seen Barzab Saint Saint Saiwen speak so seriously about anyone.

"He is one who has lived over eight hundred years, so powerful that Joy Boy, Dai Wei D. Jones, and Dai Wei D. Rocks all fell before him."

"He is the supreme ruler of the World Government, residing deep within the Flower Chamber of the Palace of Mary Geoise, known as the Master of the Empty Throne: Im."

"This thing... is overpowered."

Saint Saint Saiwen muttered.

"And he can turn others into devils—back then, Rocks was transformed by him into a devil, later defeated in tandem by Captain Luo Jie and old Karp."

"Mr. One Life, I've told you so much—"

"I hope we can quietly develop in the coming years. Though none of us are D, at least for the next few years, I simply have no confidence facing that guy, Im."

One Life stood and bowed.

"Sorry for the trouble, Captain."

Saint Saint Saiwen waved his hand: "What's the big deal? As long as we're not facing Im, even if we go attack Marineford right now, I have no objections."

One Life picked up the thread: "Then shall we go now?"

"Go where?" Saint Saint Saiwen rolled his eyes.

"First, we head to the South Seas—two companions are still waiting there for this captain."

Digging up Luo Jie's sword, Ace, from Karp's old courtyard must be postponed again, since only Saint Saint Saiwen knew the exact burial site of Ace.

But Bear was different.

Before finding a suitable crewmember to consume the Door-Door Fruit, the Transport Fruit's teleportation ability held immense strategic value.

If we arrive too late, the Sweat King Monkey D. Dragon might get there first.

How could that be allowed?

The crewmember chosen by Captain Saint Saint Saiwen must be tricked, conned, and persuaded aboard—even if we cannot invite him, we absolutely will not let the Sweat King lay a finger on him.

"Captain, what do you plan to do with these four scholars from Ohara?"