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The past experience of joining those pirates was very bad for Robin.

If she was still like before, her fate would not have changed at all.

Now Robin no longer wants to put his hope on others, nor wants to rely on others anymore. She is determined to use her own strength to realize her dream.

Whitebeard looked at her like that.

With his eyesight, he could naturally see Robin's vigilance and distrust.

But I didn't care.

Those who can board the ship of destiny must have firm goals. When he thought of the power he has gained now, he suddenly became a little expectant.

"No need to reply now." Whitebeard sat down in the crowd and waved his hand, "Children, Dad, I have obtained something amazing this time. Come and distribute this, one for each person and write your own name."

A stack of contract paper appeared in his hand.

Even Robin and Vivi posted one in their hands.

Some of them don't know what to do.

But the rest have signed.

The moment the signing was signed, the contract turned into a stream of light and poured into their minds, accompanied by some information.

"Adult disciple?"

"We are my father's disciples?"

"Sect?"

"Dad, what is this?"

Some people couldn't help looking at Whitebeard, and the information in their minds was very fresh to them.

"It's the identity of family." The white-bearded smiled la la la la la la la la, "I got something very powerful on that ship of fate, a sect that closely connects us, supports each other, and continues to be powerful!"

There are few concepts of sects in this world.

Most temples only collect money to teach their disciples, that's all.

Therefore, everyone still maintains a novel expression.

Then Whitebeard began to explain the uses of the sect.

After hearing that there was a magical training ground, various inheritances, and even Whitebeard shared some knowledge inheritance with energy, and then used his remaining attribute points to strengthen a few people, the atmosphere on the scene suddenly reached its peak.

Robin and Vivi also looked eye-opening.

There is such a profession.

Although they had experienced the magic of the jar personally, they still felt that they could not predict what would happen in the jar.

"In this case, even if you don't board the ship of fate, won't you become stronger and stronger?" someone shouted excitedly.

"No."

But the white beard shook his head and his eyes swept across the faces of his sons.

Everyone realized what their father wanted to say and calmed down.

"In that ship, in the test of the Lord of Destiny, I understood the mistakes I made in the past." White beard sat with an unprecedented serious expression. "I keep you by my side, not what a qualified father should do. I should let you fly away and pursue your own dreams. As a father, I will help you, and the sect will be the support behind you - so, if you have your wish to realize, go and step on the ship with all your strength!"

The Whitebeard would say such words, which really surprised many people.

Their father never allowed any family members to be taken away.

He hopes that his family can be with him.

"Dad..."

Marco seemed to want to say something, but looking at his father's expression, he couldn't say anything.

He knows very well.

How difficult it is for his father to make such a decision, which means that he will watch his son leave his boat and go to all over the world to pursue his dreams. This is a painful thing for his father.

But Marco and everyone know it.

It was not others who made my father make such changes, but they were the ones.

"Dad, wuwuwu." Tears that were already in their eyes couldn't help but burst into tears.

"I won't go anywhere!"

"That's right, Dad, my dream is to be by your side and make you the freest and most powerful man in the world!"

"Whitebeest is the strongest!"

Most of the people on this ship joined the Whitebeard Pirates for their so-called dreams.

They are just white beards.

It is not so much a relationship between the son and the father, but rather a relationship between the crew and the captain.

Many of them dreamed of white beards.

"Woolala." Whitebeard laughed loudly, "If you want to stay by my side, of course it's okay. However, I have no interest in becoming the strongest in the world, nor are I interested in being One Piece. Now I just hope that you can live the life you want. For this reason, we will definitely become the strongest!"

He was not talking about me, but us.

This is also the profession characteristic of the sect.

The so-called guild.

Naturally, it is the collective power.

Robin and Vivi were also moved. Although it was their first time meeting, they could still feel the broad mind of Whitebeard and the emotions that come from the heart that regard the crew members as their sons and their families.

If you join such a pirate group, even if you are rejected by everyone and have that dream, you will be regarded as your real daughter by this person.

This kind of thought suddenly emerged in Robin's heart.

She clenched her fists slightly.

Suddenly he asked, "You said, will you support your family in pursuing your dreams?"

"Isn't this what Dad should do?" Whitebeard looked at Robin, and his smile still brightly. "What is your dream?"

"I... want to know history, the real history in that vacant period." Robin took a deep breath, looked at Whitebeard, and said his dream in one breath, "This is not only my dream, but also my mother's dream, the dream of all O'Hara scholars. For this reason, I will keep looking for the main text of history! No one can stop me!"

This world, because of the navy's propaganda.

Most people think that O'Hara's historians are a group of demons who attempt to find ancient weapons and destroy the world.

And she is also considered the son of the demon.

The people she met in the past were either those who wanted Clarkdal to have an attempt on ancient weapons, or those who also thought she was a demon, feared her, and wanted to destroy her.

When saying this.

Robin is ready to run away.

"History text, so that's it. Is this what you have been carrying? I've heard about O'Hara, too." Whitebeard took the wine gourd from the rest of his son, took a sip of wine, and then smiled with a few squinted shoulders, "A group of elderly scholars want to destroy the world? Only those trash can say such words."

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Robin didn't say anything, but in his eyes, he seemed to have some expectations that he had not had in the past.