Chapter 65: I Only Recognize Luo Jie

New World, the Moby Dick.

The giant ship symbolizing the dignity of the Emperor of the Sea, Whitebeard, welcomes an uninvited guest—

the legendary pirate Shi Ji the Golden Lion.

No one expected that after escaping Impel Down, Shi Ji did not rush to gather his old subordinates, but instead immediately broke into Whitebeard's territory.

Perhaps he missed the era of the three legendary pirates, or perhaps he was preparing to extend a cooperation invitation to Whitebeard, just as he had tried to recruit Luo Jie back in the day.

"The wall blocking us has vanished; now it seems to be your era, Whitebeard."

Glancing at the twin blades beneath Shi Ji's feet, Whitebeard tilted his head back and took a swig of sake.

"If you've come here to chat nonsense, I can sink you to the bottom of the sea right now, Shi Ji."

"Hehahahaha~" Shi Ji laughed wildly.

"It's been so many years, and you're still just as arrogant as ever, Newgate. Luo Jie is dead; let us join hands to rule the world."

Across the entire sea, only two people were recognized by Shi Ji: one was Luo Jie, the other was Whitebeard.

Not counting Koby and Sengoku ganging up on the few.

Now that Luo Jie is dead, the best partner for cooperation is undoubtedly Whitebeard alone.

Combining the forces of the former Flying Pirates with the Whitebeard Pirates, who in this sea would dare to defy them?

Whitebeard set down his bottle.

"Although Luo Jie is dead, his will has been inherited by someone. Shi Ji, I have no intention of joining your game to rule the world."

Rule the world?

Rocks... that man didn't even achieve it back then; how could Shi Ji possibly do it?

It wasn't that Whitebeard looked down on Shi Ji.

Rather, since Shi Ji had a ship's helm stuck on his forehead, his mind had become not quite right, and now having severed his own legs, his strength was no longer at its peak.

Whitebeard suspected: the dream son, the boy Saint Saint Saiwen, would be enough to solo Shi Ji at this very moment.

Not to mention that mysterious dark shadow.

Moreover, in Whitebeard's heart, the Great Treasure or the King of the World mattered far less than family; those cries of "Pops" were worth more than anything.

Rule the world? Let whoever wants to go do it.

"Luo Jie's will?"

Shi Ji's smile faded: "Who inherited Luo Jie's will? The red-haired brat on Luo Jie's ship? Or the red-nosed brat?"

At Whitebeard's silent signal, Marco, who had been staying by his side, handed over several newspapers.

Shi Ji took the newspapers, and in a daze, strangely felt that the person on the paper looked somewhat familiar.

"This is... the white-haired brat from Luo Jie's ship?"

"How could it be him?"

During the Battle of Edd War, Shi Ji had not only remembered Luo Jie's cruel refusal, but also the red-nosed brat who urged Luo Jie to accept the cooperation invitation, and—

the white-haired brat hiding behind Luo Jie and the others.

"Emperor of the Sea? On what grounds?"

Shi Ji seriously suspected he was reading a fictional storybook rather than a newspaper; the white-haired brat from Luo Jie's ship had even less presence than the red-nosed brat.

On what grounds could he become an Emperor of the Sea?

Just because he forcibly broke through the Marine Buster Squad? Then what does it count that I, alone, slaughtered into Marineford and destroyed half the Marine base?

Damn Marines, answer me!

A bounty of three billion; although it nearly rivaled their three pirates, there was still a significant gap.

"Are the Marines crazy?"

"Lalalala~" Whitebeard laughed uncontrollably.

"The seedlings of the Great Pirate Era have grown up and are about to charge at us, the remnants of the old era."

"Leave, Shi Ji."

Although they were once members of the Rocks Pirates together, there was little friendship between Whitebeard and Shi Ji.

"Hmph." Shi Ji floated into the air.

"I will go meet Luo Jie's brat."

What the hell is an Emperor of the Sea? I am the Golden Lion; on this great sea, I only recognize Luo Jie.

If he is unworthy of his title, Shi Ji wouldn't mind sending the white-haired brat down to join Luo Jie; I heard that brat cooks well, Luo Jie should like it... probably.

East Blue, the Donghai Dihuang.

"Who is the strongest in history?"

On the open-air banquet deck of the ship, Saint Saint Saiwen swirled his wine glass: the wine from Luo Jie's Bar was indeed quite good.

"Some say the strongest in history is Captain Luo Jie, others believe it is Rocks, but in front of the strongest man, Jabra, there is only one answer—"

"The strongest in history is Mr. Jabra."

Hearing this answer, Jin Ni, sitting beside Big Bear, asked again.

"Captain, Mr. Jabra and Mr. Rayleigh are called the right and left hands of the Pirate King; shouldn't Pirate King Luo Jie be stronger?"

"How about this," Saint Saint Saiwen played coy.

"After we take Honeycomb Island, we will go to Elbaf; by then you will know."

Honeycomb Island is not too far from Wano Country or the Giant Kingdom of Elbaf, quite suitable for a visit to learn how to become a college student.

He, Barzab Saint Saint Saiwen, also has a heart to bravely storm a university campus and become a college student!

Amidst idle chatter, Big Bear suddenly asked.

"Captain, you have been to the Final Island, Laugh Tale, and know the history of the Void Century; what is your view on the World Government?"

The Celestial Dragons who tortured the Bartholomew family once said: the ancestors of the Bartholomew clan committed a great crime against the World Government, but as to what that crime was, it remains unknown.

As the words fell, not only did Bartholomew wait silently for an answer, but the rest of the crew also pricked up their ears.

Saint Saint Saiwen drained the wine in his cup in one gulp.

"In a certain sense, it was successful.

Following the blank hundred years of history, the World Government further confused the public, making people believe that the establishment of the World Government was merely an ordinary change of dynasty.

They erased the brilliance of all previous eras, making the world think that any era was as dark as the rule of the World Government.

In other words—

Slavery perhaps did not always exist.

It was merely a concept created specifically by the World Government to maintain the nobility of the Celestial Dragons."

Seeing the crew's expectant looks, Saint Saint Saiwen spread his hands in an innocent gesture: "Now is not yet the time to reveal the truth."

"Tch." Jin Ni was greatly disappointed: "Captain, you speak only half the story; eating noodles without garlic."

"Hehe." Saint Saint Saiwen laughed.

"Don't forget, I am the chef."

Mihawk, steering the helm with one hand, shouted from afar: "We have arrived at Fushia Village."

After leaving Loguetown, the action trajectory of the Donghai Dihuang in the East Blue was: at every important island, Saint Saint Saiwen, Bartholomew, and Jin Ni would all go ashore for a stroll.

Saint Saint Saiwen was just trying his luck, hoping to encounter memorable characters from his memories; if he found any, he would attempt to invite them aboard.

Bartholomew and Jin Ni were making the trip to prepare in advance for opening teleportation gates in the future.

"Mihawk, make sure you don't get separated. I'm going out to handle some matters; stay in contact at all times."

"Okay."

Two years ago, when Captain Luo Jie turned himself in, Saint Saint Saiwen escorted his pregnant sister-in-law, Rouge, departing from Bartell Island in the South Blue to settle down at Windmill Village, Koby's hometown.

Afterwards, he went to Twin Cape to visit the ship's doctor, Mr. Crocus, and met Mihawk.

However, because the system had not yet activated at that time and the system warehouse was unusable, he had no choice but to place the sword Ace in a wooden box and bury it in Koby's courtyard.

Now, it is time to go to Windmill Village and retrieve Captain Luo Jie's sword, Ace.

Whether for consignment on the trading platform or to keep for later use, the prerequisite is that it must first be in one's own hands.