From Pirate to Revolutionary Mentor

Chapter 39: Gold Coins Dropped, Must Pick Them Up

In the latter half of the Grand Line, those who possess Armament Haki are as numerous as fish in a river.

This is the Sabaody Archipelago. After the ships are coated, they can take the Fish-Man Island route to reach the latter half of the Grand Line, a place known to pirates as the New World.

The area from Zone 1 to Zone 29 is known as the lawless zone, and a wealthy woman in the lawless zone naturally has her own reliance.

Even though she is getting older, her willpower, fueled by desire, still allows her to unleash the power of Observation Haki and Armament Haki.

"boom!"

The black armor colors clashed again, and this time the rich woman was knocked back nearly two meters.

Kevin swung his arms: "Old woman, you're quite strong. Your Observation Haki is pretty good too, but how long can you maintain this level of stamina?"

Before he could finish speaking, a slash came flying through the air.

However, Kevin disappeared without a trace, and when he reappeared, his kunai had already slashed the neck of a guard.

Without sufficient Observation Haki, one is merely a target for the Flying Thunder God Technique.

"You brat! I'll make you suffer a terrible death!"

The heavily made-up, overweight woman was furious; it was clear she really liked the man who had just died.

Despite her obesity, her speed remained fast, but from this moment on, all her attacks missed their mark.

Kevin moved like a ghost, dodging all attacks with the help of his Observation Haki.

As soon as someone spoke, the coordinates on his back appeared, and Kevin suddenly thrust down with a kunai covered in Armament Haki.

"puff!"

Blood spurted from her neck, and of her remaining guards, only the captain who had initially blocked Kevin's attack was still alive.

"Bang!"

The massive body collapsed to the ground, and Kevin turned to look at the captain.

As their eyes met, a sense of dread welled up from the bottom of my heart; those eyes seemed to be able to kill me at any moment.

"Gurgle."

Swallowing hard, the captain of the guards placed his long sword on the ground, slowly turned around, and then ran away.

However, no matter how fast he was, it was useless. The spatial coordinates fell, and Kevin could be behind him in an instant.

The kunai swept past, and the last one died, his soul being drawn into the prison space.

Kevin took out the key and removed the iron cage and collar. He looked at Yan Yi and asked, "A samurai from Wano Country?"

Because he was wearing Kuzan's face at that moment, Yan didn't recognize Kevin and simply bowed respectfully to express his gratitude when asked.

He then replied, "My real name is Shimotsuki Hikoichiro. I have a compelling reason to go, so I need to head to the New World."

Kevin pondered for a moment: "You want to go find Whitebeard?"

(⊙o⊙)！

Yan Yi was stunned, then quickly composed himself: "I...I just wanted to go back."

go back?

He risked his life to sail from Wano Country, was taken to the North Blue by the Sea Kings, crossed the Reverse Mountain to Loguetown, and finally went back alone.

Who believes?

Kevin glanced around, his slightly raised head revealing his face beneath the cloak. "Let's go. Another disappointment tonight. You go loot a corpse first, then we'll have to find another place."

"Huh? Looting a corpse?"

Yan Yi was stunned again.

Kevin sighed, "You can't even afford a single Beta of all that gear, and you don't understand the importance of money? That fat woman came to the auction to spend money, she definitely brought cash with her!"

Finally, three suitcases were found in the bubble car, containing 90 million Berries.

Hikoichiro looked at his benefactor walking ahead. He felt like he had seen this face somewhere before, but he couldn't remember where.

……

"yawn……"

In the prison, Roger, who was utterly bored, spent his days counting down the days.

I rubbed my eyes; I was so bored.

What I could look forward to each day was the guys who would be brought in every other night.

I processed a batch last night, so there shouldn't be any more today. I can't take any risks like this, and I don't know when this period of just sitting around doing nothing will end.

"Um?"

Roger suddenly looked up towards Gate Six.

"I'm not dead? You brat! Come out here! Come out here!"

"We can discuss how much you want. Release me, and I'll give you two hundred million Berries!"

"The proprietress?"

"My neck is okay? I'm not dead?"

"All the injuries have disappeared. How long were you unconscious?"

"Boss lady, we're here! Help us!"

……

Amid the commotion, Roger walked excitedly into cell number six.

"Ahem! Everyone, you are all dead, or rather, in a spirit state."

As soon as Roger finished speaking, all the souls in the dozen or so cells looked over.

For a moment, everything fell silent.

After Roger's execution in Loguetown, many ordinary people might not have known him, but all the pirates had seen his image or a photo in the newspaper.

But... why is Roger, who died, here?

He just said we're dead?

Is this hell?

"As you can see, I am also dead."

Roger laughed heartily, then pointed to his head: "Think about it carefully. This prison has already given you the basic information. Understanding the rules will make your disappearance more pleasant."

Upon hearing this, everyone discovered that a new piece of information had been added to their memories—about this prison.

"An alternate dimension?"

"Imprisoning the souls of the dead, black flames drawing out sin?"

"Damn it! How is this possible?"

"No one can judge me!"

"Roger! You're a pirate too, why weren't you imprisoned?!"

"If we're talking about crimes, your sins are even more unforgivable!"

"Pirate King! You must know how to get out. Tell us, we're all pirates, all people chasing freedom!"

……

Roger raised his hand to interrupt him, shaking his head slightly. "We're not the same. I never deny my crimes, whether it's wiping out an army when my comrades were insulted in my youth, or the consequences of what I said in Loguetown. These are all sins."

"But the difference is that I would not take action against ordinary civilians for personal gain. I have no interest in doing so, and I would also feel ashamed to do so."

"Pirates are the freest people on this sea, but I don't want to admit that you guys are pirates. According to that guy, there's a difference between adventurers and bandits."

As soon as he finished speaking, a chorus of curses echoed through Passage Six.

Roger used the same finger he had just used to pick his nose to clean his ear, even though he was also a spirit.

"You still seem to have a lot of energy."

"Then, as is customary, I'll ask you first: who has hidden treasure? You can speak now."

The fat woman's spirit crashed into the iron bars, but there was no ripple.

"You're dreaming!"

"If you don't let me out, you'll get nothing!"

……

(End of this chapter)