Pirates: Your emperor has returned!

Even so, he still moved closer and even stood in the best position for sight.

After all, even he would be curious about the ideas proposed by a "genius" from eight hundred years ago.

When he finally saw the official contents of the draft, his pupils couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Not only Crocodile, but even Cobra next to him couldn't help but breathe heavily.

The content on page three of the draft plan is equally simple, consisting of nothing more than a self-indulgent complaint.

What are you complaining about?

Complaining about the concept of "world government" itself!

Neferutari wrote on the third page in the same handwriting:

"Recently, the kings of more than a dozen countries gathered together and jointly proposed a concept called 'World Government'."

"They attempted to unite more than ten countries to establish a huge political institution, with each country sending a representative as the supreme leader above their respective royal families."

"They also sent people to lobby me, but more accurately, they wanted my support so that I could talk to Rowan and get the Alabasta Empire involved."

"……hehe!"

"Why should I listen to the advice of cowards that even the emperor of the empire dares not confront?"

"And more importantly, I think this 'world government' plan is bad."

"War, war that never ends..."

"The wars among the maritime nations have gone on for far too long, so long that everyone is eager to end this era."

"While at first glance the emergence of a 'world government' could seem like a powerful force to end this painful era, this idea has a fatal flaw—"

"people."

People change.

"Indeed, once a world government is established, it will attract countless countries that have suffered from war to join. This powerful force will stop the war and achieve the 'peace' we have been longing for."

"But at the same time, the emergence of the world government has also artificially created a 'power apex' in this ocean."

"The number of peak positions is not important."

"Whether it's one person, ten people, or even a hundred people, it doesn't matter. The peak is the peak, above everything in the world."

"There will always be someone who wants to stand there."

"They will spare no expense for this."

"Below the pinnacle of power lie layers upon layers of stairs."

"In this day and age, people yearn to end that long and painful war, so no one pays attention to this."

"But if we wait a while longer, perhaps several hundred years..."

"Those who are at the pinnacle of power will do everything in their power to maintain their position, not the world itself."

"The nobles below the pinnacle will be corrupted by power, and the vast majority of them will degenerate into maggots of this world."

"Ordinary people continue with their lives as before."

"That's the most terrifying thing!"

"Ordinary people are powerless to change everything. The only thing they have in common with nobles is that they are both human beings!"

"I think that by then, the world may still be 'peaceful,' but many people will try to break free from the control of the World Government and become so-called criminals, right?"

"There will always be an opportunity that will ignite a brand new era."

"A war? A speech? A person? A goal?"

"I don't know, but that era will come one day."

"So, Rowan, I know that if it were you, you would not bother joining any World Government. So, together with everyone else, we came up with another path."

Its name is: The Four Seas Alliance.

This concludes page three.

Rowan was about to turn to the next page when Crocodile and Cobra instinctively grabbed his hand at the same time.

"Oh, I'm sorry."

Kobra, breathing heavily, said slowly, "Ancestor, please let me catch my breath."

Crocodile didn't speak, but his pupils trembled and his brain raced.

At this moment, they finally realized just how weighty Rowan's description of Nefertari as a "genius" truly was!

Eight hundred years ago, in an era when world governments were still in their infancy, they were able to point out the inherent flaws of the world government system!

Now, eight hundred years later, facts have proven that Nefertari's judgment was correct.

The Five Elders, who occupy the pinnacle of world power, have all their actions centered on maintaining the rule of the World Government.

Those Celestial Dragons, below the pinnacle of power, became maggots that inspired countless people to rage but dared not speak out.

As for the common people...

They have always been like this, and will remain so throughout their lives.

It may be painful, it may be blissful, but in the end, it can only be this way.

But as Nefertari said, a change has begun!

This is precisely what shocked Crocodile and Cobra the most.

There will always be a turning point that will ignite a brand new era.

—This is a "prophecy" left by Nefertari eight hundred years ago.

Now, this prophecy has already come true nine years ago!

1498 of the Sea Calendar, East Sea, Rogge Town.

Gol D. Roger's last words before his death in One Piece ushered in this magnificent era!

"Want my treasure? You can have it all. Go find it! I've hidden all my treasure there!"

The Great Pirate Era begins!

incredible.

An ancient person who lived 800 years ago, having only heard about the rudimentary structure of a world government, was able to predict the future 800 years from now!

Looking at the surprised Crocodile and Cobra, Rowan suddenly felt very happy.

"I've said it before, he's a genius."

Then, Rowan turned the page and began to carefully study the draft.

Nefertari is indeed a genius, but even geniuses can only predict the general trend of the world; they are powerless when it comes to the details.

Moreover, this draft was intended for use 800 years ago, so much of the data is now obsolete.

This includes the geographical locations, power dynamics, and military reserves of many countries at the time...

Historians might be interested in this data, but that's not what Rowan needs.

He extracted the data and information, keeping only the theoretical part about the "Four Seas Alliance".

Luo Wen needs to organize and summarize it in the context of the present era.

When he turned to the last page of the draft, he suddenly noticed a piece of paper tucked inside, clearly inserted later.

Rowan opened the paper.

The handwriting above was still Nefertari's familiar handwriting, but it had lost some of its gentleness and gained a hint of weariness.

That gentle and refined man, unusually, uttered a curse word in writing.

"Rowan, you're really not a good friend of mine."

“The load you’re carrying… is too heavy. It took several of us a lot of effort to lift it.”

"You should have told us sooner, so we could have given you a break."

"You're really not being fair, really."

Nefertari's neat handwriting, having traversed eight hundred years, reappeared before everyone's eyes.

"There's something I need to apologize to you for. Please don't be angry."

"We... well, we can't afford to."

"Although some very noteworthy 'things' were discovered, the investigation could not continue."

"My stance on the 'world government' system will not change, but I have no choice but to join. After all, this country is already too exhausted, and we can't fight anymore..."

"I know you won't like the title of king, so you will always be the emperor of the empire, and I will take over the role of king!"

"I'll come find you for a drink again in a few decades!"

"..."

The handwriting glided along until the very end, leaving behind only a few final words.

The last few words, written with such force that they seem to penetrate the paper—

"I refuse to accept this."

[Chapter 29. I'll Do It]

I disagree.

—These mere three words came from the hand of Nefertari, a genius from eight hundred years ago.

The powerful emotions conveyed in those neat handwriting seemed to transcend time and space, rushing right at you!

Rowan looked back at the two silent figures behind him and smiled proudly.

"This guy has really nice handwriting, right?"

After saying this, Luo Wen folded the page back to its original pattern, but instead of putting it back, he put it in his pocket.

"Now, let's take a look at this draft that he's been talking about for so long!"

Rowan waved his hand lightly, scattering the dust off the table, and then arranged the papers containing a large amount of text on the table one by one.