From Pirate to Revolutionary Mentor

Chapter 5 Dorag

"Coo coo coo... Ha!"

After downing half a glass of wine, a guy wearing a black headscarf and sporting a red nose looked quite somber.

"Captain Roger... *sigh*..."

"So many Marines have come to Loguetown. Garp's ship left a few days ago. Maybe we have a chance with Shanks..."

Beside him, Shanks, wearing a straw hat and with red hair, did not answer, but instead turned to look at the people drinking in the tavern.

"Bang."

Bucky slammed his glass down: "Damn Shanks, didn't you hear what I said? If... if Rayleigh and the others came..."

Before Bucky could finish speaking, Shanks interjected, "The first mate and the others know and agree with the captain's will and choices. We're here to see the captain off, not to rescue him."

Bucky was stunned for a long time.

"But……"

"No buts. I also respect the captain's choice. No one in this world can arrest the free-spirited Captain Roger; it's his own decision!"

After a long silence, Bucky finished the remaining half glass of wine.

In a corner of the tavern, Kevin, wearing a cloak, quietly drank his wine. His shadow clone had already gone to get a scrub, while he had to wait for someone here.

However, half a day passed, and the same cloaked figure did not appear until nightfall.

During this time, Hawkeye, one of the future Seven Warlords of the Sea, came in and asked if there was any wine. Crocodile, who was smoking a large cigar, was sitting on the other side, trying to have some peace and quiet.

Sure enough, the man Vegapunk described as hating war didn't really like drinking.

Kevin pulled down the brim of his cloak, put on a black mask, and left the tavern.

At this point, the clone had already returned to his temporary residence and passed out drunk.

Just as Kevin stepped out of the tavern, a man in a dark green cloak walked past the door, and Kevin caught a glimpse of his profile as a breeze swept by.

What a coincidence.

At this point in time, he was also known as the commander of the Self-Defense Army, Monkey D. Dragon.

Kevin followed the figure ahead at a leisurely pace, but the streets they walked on became increasingly remote, and soon they left the town.

At this moment, Dorag, who was ahead, also stopped.

"Masked guy, is this the World Government's intelligence agency? Come out."

Turning around, Dragon looked at Kevin: "But didn't your superior tell you that if you spotted me, you should report it immediately, not follow me alone?"

The moment the words left his mouth, a hand was already in front of Kevin.

Cross your arms to block.

"Bang."

The sudden burst of force forced Kevin to stagger backward, and his arms, which he had been using to block, went numb.

"The difference is huge..."

Kevin swung his arm, stood up, and replied, "But I'm not a lackey of the Celestial Dragons like CP, and in fact, from the very beginning, my stance is the same as yours."

"The future? Stance?"

Dragon frowned. "I'm not interested in such mystical talk. If you're not from the World Government, then let's leave it at that."

Kevin chuckled, "Perhaps you can wait. After all, I have what you need right now. This self-defense force is made up of people who can't survive, so they must be really short of money and weapons."

Dorag, who was about to turn and leave, stopped.

After a moment, he spoke, "Come with me."

……

More than ten minutes later, in the basement of a grocery store that had already closed.

"So this is also one of your ways to obtain weapons, right? Loguetown is close to Reverse Mountain, so you can send supplies to the Grand Line without going through the Navy and World Government's channels."

Kevin looked at Dragon: "But... aren't you worried about this general store being discovered by bringing me here like this?"

Dragon calmly replied, "So now you need to convince me. Also, if your stance is the same as mine, shouldn't you take off your mask now?"

After a moment's thought, Kevin reached out and took off his mask. "I just arrived in Loguetown today and waited for you for a long time in the tavern. Then I remembered that you don't like drinking alcohol, but prefer tea."

Dragon saw Kevin's face; he was very young.

"You know me very well, or is it some kind of Devil Fruit power?"

"That's one way to understand it."

Kevin did not deny it: "I have a lot of treasure and weapons here right now, though not a lot, but you should really need them."

As soon as he finished speaking, a long sword from the Naruto world, a flintlock pistol from the One Piece world, and modern firearms from the Adventure World appeared in front of Kevin.

Then the illusion materialized into a physical form.

"Such an ability... to create things out of thin air?"

Dorrag clenched his fist.

No one knew the so-called Self-Reliant Army's current situation better than him: they had no money, no weapons, and even needed food supplies.

As his hometown, Donghai had more acquaintances there, and because of the old man, the area was relatively peaceful, making it easier to obtain resources.

Even so, it's just a drop in the ocean.

If the person in front of them has the ability to manufacture weapons, then the fledgling Self-Defense Army can be fully armed.

Don't overthink it.

Kevin interrupted his reverie: "These things didn't appear out of thin air. There's also some other treasure, but it's not here."

Dragon was silent for a while, and after thinking for a long time, he said, "Although I don't know the reason, these things are indeed what I need most right now."

Kevin shook his head slightly. "No. Money and weapons are indeed essential for arming an army, but you don't seem to have made a decision yet, do you?"

"The Self-Reliant Army is meant to give oppressed civilians the courage to resist, right? But the strong in this world are not people that ordinary people can fight against simply by mustering their courage and picking up weapons."

"The Self-Defense Force is still very weak, so weak that even the World Government hasn't noticed you yet. This is an opportunity, but only if you know what you want to do."

What are you doing?

A hint of confusion flashed in Dorrag's eyes.

As the son of the naval hero Garp, he was raised by his father in the naval style from a young age, and he knows how strong the strong are in this world.

The fighting power of an ordinary person is sometimes nothing more than a number that makes them unconscious after unleashing a wave of Conqueror's Haki.

However... the scenes he witnessed in his youth made it impossible for him to remain indifferent.

So... I have to do something, even if I hate war.

……

[Note: Aokiji was still burning with justice during the Battle of Eddwall, but became lazy after Ohara.]

[Note: Dragon translates to dragon. Also, in the latest chapter's flashback, the Revolutionary Army was still the Self-Defense Forces at this time, and it was in the same year that Ohara was destroyed that Ivankov took him to find Kuma, and Ginny started to form the Revolutionary Army.]

I beg you to read it! I beg you to read it! I beg you to read it!

Spending a few minutes each day, casually flipping to the end, is the author's biggest motivation. Thank you so much to all the experts!

(End of this chapter)