The taste of blood is a bit fishy.
But it still smells a bit fragrant.
After all, it was her own blood.
Gion closed his eyes and carefully felt the tearing pain in his shoulder.
This kind of pain made her feel relieved.
He admitted the hypocrisy of his own justice, so he gained real relief.
If there really was no concept of justice, how could the Navy continue to fight against pirates?
But it is precisely because they have a little bit of justice, and it is precisely because they always talk about all kinds of justice such as lazy justice, absolute justice, and the justice of the king, that when facing the Tianlong people to tell the truth, , which made her feel twisted.
The word justice does not come from the description of natural things, but from the definition of human beings.
Extended from the simplest values.
Even after various additional explanations or definitions, its foundation is still the people's expectation for fairness.
That's why Gion feels even more uncomfortable.
When faced with the Tianlong broadcast, she instinctively dissuaded her subordinates from believing it, and she was also dissuading herself.
Because she knew what the other person said was correct.
Would it be better just to tear apart the order established by the world government?
She couldn't imagine and didn't dare to bear such consequences.
But Bucky gave her a demonstration.
A demonstration was made with a brilliant display of fireworks.
The result is....
No matter what the consequences are!
It’s not much worse anyway!
She unconsciously imitated Bucky's exaggerated and wanton smile, his attitude of leaving everything behind and rebuilding everything.
Six terrifying legs that were two to three meters long and almost covered in matte black emerged from her back.
Four of them clattered on the ground.
Like an exoskeleton support, it propped up the already tall Peach Rabbit.
Her body leaned back slightly, and her fulcrum rested entirely on the legs protruding from her back.
The hair is messy and scattered like a dragon bun.
The pink cheeks showed two points of paleness.
There were also two sharp legs that circled around her shoulders and rested on the hilt of Jinbiluo's sword.
Slowly pulling out the blade that penetrated her shoulder.
Black blood continued to flow from the shoulders, and the steps with the hilt of the knife were pulled up.
Like a black flower that gradually blooms.
The bleeding blade was completely withdrawn, and it was time for the flower to wither.
Only a cracking sound was heard, the six legs suddenly turned over, and the shape of the seven characters changed from supporting to hanging.
Gion slowly raised his head, with a crescent-moon smile on his face.
Her ability is the spider fruit phantom beast's new bride form.
This is a devil fruit that looks forward to hunting and killing.
Gion did not resist this expectation.
"Since you don't have the option of running away, just stay."
She smiled slightly, not all marines and slaves had the same keen senses as her former subordinates and fishmen.
The remaining people were still complaining and worried.
He laments why the navy's support has not yet come, and worries about what kind of punishment the World Government will impose.
There was also a lot of complaining about those who suddenly escaped.
The Tianlong people are still there, why are they running away?
And Gion has no plans to leave the navy yet.
As a senior member of the Navy, she could see more.
The order of this world is a dwarf pyramid.
The Celestial Dragons stood at the top of the tower.
The franchising countries and navies are in the middle, and the non-franchising countries and pirates are at the bottom.
Franchise countries and non-franchise countries, navy and pirates, this is the order built by the Tianlong people, an order that will continue to be internally consumed.
and…
"Only as a navy can I go after that guy."
She chuckled and pointed the tip of the knife at the people who stayed behind.
It's just hypocrisy anyway, so why should there be any justice?
…
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FOOD VALTEN ISLAND.
"I almost got sucked into such a terrible whirlpool."
Basil Hawkins said with a solemn face and some joy.
"Yes, who would have thought that the Fishman Island would attract the attention of three emperors at the same time, but we still have to pass through this place at this time."
The Hanamaki-haired subordinate said with lingering fear.
They had just surfaced from a depth of 10,000 meters and missed the fresh air on the island.
"Fortunately, there is that guy Kidd causing trouble. If we don't let him, we may not be able to break out."
"After all, that is the emperor who has been in the new world for a long time."
"But fate tells me that if we don't head to the New World, staying on the islands will only become more dangerous."
"Especially that clown..."
"The fate he symbolizes is more like a whirlpool, always stirring up chaos."
"When our strength is not enough, it is better to stay away from such troubles."
Hawkins thought of the chaos caused by Bucky that almost swept the entire Shampoo Islands. Even they were forced to fight with the CP organization several times.
He took another look at the island's landscape. It was once the territory of an emperor, but now that the emperor has passed away, it has become a piece of meat without an owner.
It's also very appropriate.
The island itself is famous for its coating techniques and spices.
However, the towns here are a little too peaceful when facing pirates like them.
There was even admiration in his eyes.
"Master Pirate, please accept my offering!"
An islander with short curly hair and brown skin suddenly knelt down in front of Hawkins.
In his hand was a large stack of Baileys.
Accept or reject?
Hawkins pondered for a while, then took out a stack of cards from his arms.
The index finger of his left hand was hanging on the card, and he was mumbling something.
Then the first card was turned over.
"moon....."
It symbolizes emotion and subconsciousness, while the card turned upside down means submission.
He frowned, wondering why an islander's offering would allow him to draw the moon card.
"I accept."
Hawkins followed the result of the divination and took over the opponent's Bailey.
"Great, great, another pirate-sama is willing to accept my offering!"
The islander with short curly hair looked happy, and then he crawled at Hawkins' feet with great piety.
"Your Excellency the great pirate, I have also prepared the Holy Communion for you at home. I pray that you can come to my humble home!"
"If you don't mind, I will build a wooden statue for you to worship!"
Because I was used to being protected by the Whitebeard Pirates in the past, so now I can only keep looking for protection from other pirates?
Such obedient islanders seem to have no meaning in plundering the pirates.
After all, even the word "enshrine" is used...
Hawkins guessed in his heart, his expression did not change at all.
"Can."
The divination told him to obey, so just follow it and see.
It's just that he doesn't know why fate wants to hint at his emotions and subconsciousness...
The islanders' homes are not far from the port.
Near a bread tree, the second floor is made of earth and stone. I don’t know what kind of paint was painted on it. The exterior is brown.
There were also several pirate flags erected.
The most prominent of these is Whitebeard's flag.
Um?
Why is there still a flag with a red nose?
Hawkins felt something looked familiar and did another divination.
A little scary, but overall no danger.
And the obedience of the moon...
"Destiny, the more you resist something, the closer you will get to it."
He sighed.
