From Pirate to Revolutionary Mentor

Chapter 77 The Changed Fate

"Ace...Ace."

"Hahaha! Remember that, Ace. From now on, you can only call that guy 'old bastard,' never call him 'grandpa,' understand?"

"That old bastard, trying to raise my seniority out of thin air, what a pipe dream!"

"They actually want to train my son to be a navy officer? That's outrageous!"

Roger, grumbling and cursing, held little Ace and occasionally poked him with his beard formed from ashes.

When a child is in pain, he cries loudly, and you can reach out and pull off a few pieces, turning them to ashes.

Rouge, standing to the side, watched the father and son helplessly, and sighed when her gaze fell on the wisp of ashes.

The soul is resurrected and takes over a body. Although it is a blessing to be able to see one's lover again, such a body with cracks on its face is ultimately not a living body.

"It's alright, Rouge."

Roger turned around and grinned: "I'm already very content to see you all again, to see our son born."

Rouge placed the small toy in Ace's arms, which stopped the little guy's loud crying.

"We owe a lot to Mr. Garp when we were in the South China Sea. If it weren't for him, Ace and I might have already been discovered by the World Government."

Roger chuckled and replied, "Although he's been fighting for half his life, that old man is still reliable in crucial moments. However..."

Roger's gaze turned serious as he said this.

"You can't tell him about my presence, do you understand?"

During the South China Sea incident, after Roger's Revolutionary Army spread the intelligence, although Garp immediately helped Rouge avoid being captured, Roger knew Garp's character very well.

If he dies, Rouge and Ace will be under his protection. But if he were still alive, Garp's choice would change, and the Little Prince would face the World Government's most extensive investigation.

The idea of ​​the dead coming back to life would seriously challenge the nerves of that group of people.

You should know that your state is not the kind of zombie created by the Shadow-Shadow Fruit, but rather an immortal being who can use Haki and whose stamina can be infinitely restored to a certain extent.

Such a resurrected state is absolutely unacceptable to those on Mary Geoise.

"I see."

Rouge looked at Roger: "He has already completed a circumnavigation of the world, and those words on the execution platform ignited the Great Pirate Era. To them, the dead Roger is the Pirate King; living Roger is not allowed."

As the wife of the Pirate King, the woman who could delay her pregnancy for twenty months was never a naive or innocent girl.

Ace fell asleep shortly afterward.

Rouge took him back to his room, and after settling him in, she returned to the living room and sat down next to Roger.

"Is there any way to escape?"

"Not at the moment."

"Is that so? You think the future will belong to that person?"

Roger laughed, looking at Rouge's profile, and said, "You're still so smart, even though I didn't tell you anything."

Rouge quietly closed her eyes: "I don't know what Laugh Tale is, nor do I know who resurrected you with this ability. But I know your character; you would never start a great pirate era without a purpose."

"After you were executed, the number of times I was robbed by pirates in the South China Sea and now the East China Sea, whether in a non-member state or a member state, more than doubled."

"The member states can request naval support, but the number of people dying in non-member states is far too great. You, who have always made it a rule not to attack civilians, must have had your own motives for saying that."

Roger put his arm around Rouge's shoulder: "The world has been silent for too long, eight hundred years. I just wanted to see that kind of future. Before that, I thought I was born too early, but now perhaps fate has changed."

"The one who resurrected you?"

Rouge's tone remained as if she had expected this: "So that's why you didn't try to break free, right? How could someone like you willingly be controlled?"

Roger's beard twitched. "Young Master is very mysterious, both in person and in ability. If it were the old me, I wouldn't accept such a resurrection even if I were dead, but my era ended after Loguetown."

As he spoke, Roger looked toward the bedroom, where his son Ace was fast asleep.

"The future belongs to them. If young master succeeds, then Ace will be an outstanding adventurer. If he fails... then twenty years from now, Ace will inherit my will."

Roger clenched his fist.

With me around, my son must not be led astray by that old bastard Garp.

The son of the Pirate King is going to join the Marines?

How is that possible?

The King of Adventure and the Second Pirate King can only be like this!

As night fell, Roger, who didn't need to sleep, simply lay down next to Rouge with his eyes closed.

However, she suddenly opened her eyes in the middle of the night and then carefully went out the door.

After she left, Rouge woke up in the bedroom, sighed, and turned over to go back to sleep.

……

"Even on vacation, you shouldn't be taking it like this! What? You're not going to work?"

Wearing a mask, Kevin questioned Roger irritably, but seeing that Roger was still smiling, he had no choice but to use his trump card.

"Give me back the two million Berries I gave you in advance. You think you can get a salary without working? You're dreaming!"

Roger, with a shameless grin, pushed Kevin's hand away: "Wasn't I just waiting for that old bastard Garp to leave? I only met with Dragon and the others. I attended all the classes I was supposed to attend, and I even got full marks on the thought class."

Kevin scoffed, "That old bastard Garp didn't leave behind many Baileys, did he? You have a baby to feed, a wife to take care of the child, and you're an undocumented immigrant who can't show your face. Are you just waiting to starve to death by not working?"

"Don't give me any lectures on your philosophy. This body hasn't affected your Observation Haki. With your ability to hear the voices of all things, you can see the essence of these things."

Roger coughed twice.

"Don't be so blunt... The Revolutionary Army's core ideology is quite good. At least as far as I know, nearly 60% of them have mastered Armament Haki, haven't they?"

Roger, preparing to change the subject, pulled out a bounty notice from his pocket and unfolded it: "Young master, you're quite something! Your crime is attempting to destroy the world, codenamed 'The Cloaked Man,' appearance unknown. Your initial bounty is 830 million Berries, and it's a kill-or-lose deal. Hahaha!"

Kevin already knew about the bounty in Marineford; in theory, two Celestial Dragons are worth more than that.

But it's important to know that at this time, there was no inflation in Pele's territory, and Whitebeard's bounty hadn't been raised yet.

The other charge of killing two Celestial Dragons, however, cannot be brought to light.

Kevin glanced at the bounty poster, sighed, and looked toward the cabin where Roger had come out.

It seems that my existence has already changed the childhood of a supporting character.

With his parents by his side and the guidance of the Pirate King Roger, Ace's future would be completely different from what he originally envisioned.

Having already experienced death once, Roger, like Whitebeard during the Marineford War, clearly believed that he belonged to the old era.

Only in this way could the two ties of Windmill Village keep him from going out and causing trouble.

Under these circumstances, he probably wouldn't be willing to go to Sabaody Archipelago to guard it. Originally, I was thinking that with that old guy Rayleigh around, the two of them could grow old together.

"Then I'll have to assign you another task."

Kevin looked at Roger: "The East China Sea Seed Cultivation Plan, in conjunction with the arrangements of Ginny, the commander of the Revolutionary Army's East Army, is confined to the East China Sea."

Roger paused for a moment, then put his hands on his hips and replied with a smile, "Don't worry about it, I'm top of the class in ideology, no problem!"

Kevin sighed: "You're lucky if you don't cause any trouble. You'll have to hide when Garp comes back, and remember to wear a mask when you go out!"

"Furthermore, Windmill Village belongs to the Goa Kingdom, which is a member state of the World Government. The collection of Celestial Gold passes through here, so I need you to pay attention to the collection time of Celestial Gold."

Roger: "Young master, are you planning to rob the Heavenly Gold?"

Kevin replied, "Once the Celestial Gold is collected, the World Government is responsible for its safekeeping. There won't be any issue with it being collected again after being stolen. As for their escort capabilities, there shouldn't be any major problems."

Kevin then handed Roger a kunai: "Your body won't die, and your Observation Haki hasn't weakened either. If you have the chance, put it in the Heavenly Gold that the Goa Kingdom is going to hand over."

Roger took the kunai: "It seems you were well-prepared, young master."

Kevin glanced at him: "What do you think revolution is? Ideas, power, and economy are all indispensable. Everyone has their own family, needs to eat and drink, and you're willing to burn yourself out on an empty stomach? There aren't many people like you who can abandon their families and go to sea."

Roger was momentarily speechless at these words.

He could refute everything else, but he truly couldn't refute this.

But aren't all men on the sea like this?

"That's why I've always disliked you. Go back to sleep, and remember to raise your son well."

As soon as he finished speaking, Kevin vanished from the spot.

Under the cover of night, Roger tossed the kunai in his hand.

Speaking of which, Garp's son is also a ne'er-do-well, so...

Are you expecting Ace to take care of you in your old age?

It's unbearable to repair!

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The Grand Line, Baltigo, the island of white earth.

Having been here for over a week, Vegapunk's face had long lost its former smile.

On a barren piece of land, a group of young people who seemed to have inexhaustible energy, including several Paramecia-type Devil Fruit users, were building the research institute he needed.

Because of the involvement of capable individuals, the construction proceeded quickly, but this was not what Vegapunk desired.

"Bear!!!"

The bear, who was using the Paw-Paw Fruit's power to move things, tensed up and quickly pretended not to see anything, walking to the other side.

However, Vegapunk, with his enormous head, couldn't catch up, but he pointed at him and yelled, "Run again! If you run again, I'm going on strike and quit!"

Uh.

Helpless, the bear could only stop and walk over, scratching its head as it asked, "Um... what are your orders, Doctor? Have you been sleeping well these past few days?"

Vegapunk glared at him: "Sleep well? How could you sleep well? When you came, you said this would be no problem, that would definitely be there, but what about now?"

Scanning electron microscope, energy dispersive spectroscopy, high-temperature factor testing machine, synchronous analyzer...

The string of technical instrument names almost made Da Xiong's brain shut down; heaven knows he actually knew all of these terms by heart.

The main reason is that he hears it dozens of times every day, so even if it's hard to pronounce, he's become familiar with it. But this also means that he wants to hide whenever he hears Vegapunk say these things, just like that guy Dragon.

Why do I have the Paw-Paw Fruit? Why is the Paw-Paw Fruit's ability to make me grow faster than to make me squash objects?

After nearly ten minutes of explanation about the equipment, Vegapunk stared wide-eyed: "These things can't function at all without me! And where are all the books from Ohara? I need that knowledge! Now! Immediately!"

Bear replied helplessly, "The books from O'Hara are all there, but you know those scholars and doctors; they won't let anyone else in until the books are organized. There's nothing we can do..."

Vegapunk stood panting, hands on his hips.

Time is the most precious thing to him, but now he has nothing and can only waste it by making notes of inspiration.

But those scholars were just as dense; they couldn't even go in alone.

"You two seem to be having a good chat."

As soon as Dragon's voice rang out, Big Bear immediately felt the gaze directed at him shift.

Before Vegapunk could even begin to criticize, Dragon immediately said, "The things you requested, Doctor, have been arranged. They'll arrive tomorrow, no, the day after. Just come here."

Vegapunk looked at Dragon suspiciously, clearly not quite believing him.

"real?"

"It's true, of course. Mr. Fireseed has already made arrangements. However, these things are too specific and can only be transported separately. The World Government will definitely investigate your disappearance, Doctor, so for now, we can't let them associate it with us."

Vegapunk frowned, still angry: "That's your problem. I'm just doing my research, that's what you promised me."

Dorrag solemnly agreed.

He then added, "The Doctor must have always been curious about our Revolutionary Army, right?"

Vegapunk shook his head defiantly: "Not curious."

Dragon: "From now on, all of the doctor's research will be used by the Revolutionary Army. You, who have always been dedicated to ensuring that everyone in the world has abundant energy, should be interested in learning about the Revolutionary Army's ideology, right?"

Ideals...

Was the revolutionary army mentioned by the masked man whom Dragon called Mr. Fire Seed real?

You should take a look yourself.

Vegapunk turned and looked again at the group of enthusiastic young people. In the past week or so, what he had seen seemed out of place in this world.

Humans do not fear or discriminate against fish-people, and fish-people, who are born with ten times the strength of humans, have never looked down on humans.

Despite the different social structures, racial differences did not lead to the formation of small cliques, nor did they result in severe discrimination or targeting.

Everyone here seems very different from those outside.

Perhaps I really should have some understanding of this, so that I can feel more at ease with subsequent research.

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