The Arrogant And High-Profile History Of The Pirate’s Richest Man

The second half of the Grand Line.

A Sakura island full of flowers.

The breeze was blowing, and a waterfall flew straight down, splashing moist water to form a circle of ripples.

There are two tall men sitting under a few Sakura flower trees.

Wearing a pirate hat, with blond hair hanging down, and two mysterious moon-shaped beards that are still so eye-catching, Whitebeard was holding a wine bowl and taking a sip of strong alcohol to look at the man in front of him, a little surprised.

"You said you are going to die?"

"Well, there are not many days left."

With a grin, Gol·D·Roger, the One Piece who was originally in South Blue, suddenly appeared here.

And also found Whitebeard Edward Newgate.

"Why can't I see that you are dying?"

Whitebeard put down the wine bowl and glanced up and down Roger frowned slightly.

"I am sick."

Roger didn't worry about dying at all, but he was particularly free and easy.

"Sick? Is there nothing Crocus can do?"

Whitebeard's face is a little heavy, and it doesn't feel so refreshing to pick up the spirits.

Shaking his head, Roger smiled without speaking.

"Do you want Marco to show you?"

"Is that kid on your boat? The phoenix's ability can still cure diseases?" Roger was slightly surprised, and the little guy who was braving blue fire and was not afraid to challenge him to death appeared in his mind.

"Kulala~"

"My child is very strong."

Whitebeard was a little proud.

Because of the richest group, his children have suffered a lot.

Especially since the beginning of the cultivation era, I feel the pressure.

One by one was no longer as lazy as before, but began to practice seriously.

"It may be their era in the future."

Roger picked up the wine bowl and touched Whitebeard, then took a sip and said, "He can't cure my illness."

"Yes?"

Whitebeard didn't question Roger either, because it wasn't necessary at all.

"By the way, where have you been this year, there is no news from you in the sea."

"Newgate, I have a woman I like very much, her name is Portgas D. Rouge, and I am going to be a father."

"Portcas D. Rouge, are you still going to be a father?"

Whitebeard was taken aback, looking at Roger with the wine, a little bit unbelievable.

There was even some reaction.

"Hahaha...Yes."

Holding the wine bowl, Roger motioned for Whitebeard to touch it.

"Then congratulations."

"certainly."

The two filled their bowls of spirits again, and Roger filled Whitebeard himself.

"Do they know your illness?"

"I know." Looking at the wine bowl, Roger's face showed longing and guilt.

"There are so many Devil Fruits on this sea, there is always a way."

"It's too late, I have my reasons."

Roger shook his head, his eyes firm.

"The guy Baloric seemed to have been caught a few months ago."

Whitebeard's interest was also a little low, perhaps because the enemy and friend in front of him died soon.

"I know."

"If you leave, there won't be many opponents drinking together in this world."

"Aren't there Shiki, Garp, Sengoku, Zephyr? If you are bored, you can go to Marineford."

"Forget it, Shiki is okay, as for those Marine guys..."

Whitebeard shook his head and touched the wine bowl with Roger.

"Newgate, do you want me to tell you how to get to Raftel?"

"Not interested, I won't go if I know it."

Waving his hand, Whitebeard grumbled with the wine, not very interested.

"I forgot, you only care about your family."

Roger was taken aback for a moment, without reluctance.

"Kulala~"

Whitebeard smiled and said nothing, but acquiesced.

Everyone’s dream is different.

He doesn't care about power, wealth, fame, or women. There is always only one dream.

That's home!

"Do you know how the World government called me in recent years? Goldor Roger, don't you say it's funny."

"En? Is that your real name?"

Whitebeard put down the wine bowl and looked at Roger again in amazement.

"No, no." Roger clapped his thigh with his hands, grinning, "I am Gol·D·Roger."

Roger read each word.

"Do I sometimes meet someone with D in their name? I also have a Teach somewhere. What does D mean?"

"Do you want to know?"

"Forget it, not much interest."

"You guy." Seeing Whitebeard not taking the bait, Roger was speechless.

"That was a long time ago..."

Roger said to himself, and Whitebeard frowned from time to time while drinking, and from time to time there were some surprises, and his entire face changed.

In this way, the two of them talked while drinking, and the sun set down unknowingly.

"That's it for today."

Roger stood up, grinning.

"Oh!"

Whitebeard didn't get up, still sitting on the ground, but with a complicated expression.

"Newgate, this time I will also create an era."

Roger turned and walked two steps, then stopped and turned to look at Whitebeard thinking. "You said the next era is yours or that man's?"

"Will he be the one I'm waiting for?"

"Kulala~"

"That man started the era of cultivation, and now even you have to start an era, regardless of whether the next era is me or him, but I know that he is definitely not the person you are waiting for."

"That guy is from the same age as ours, not to mention his current influence is greater than yours!"

"The era you want to open, whether it's influence or other, can't be compared with the cultivation era he started. I admire that ostentatious guy."

"Either before or in the future, his name will be engraved in history!"

Whitebeard looked at Roger with a weird look.

"Haha, I forgot."

Roger patted his head, waved his hand indifferently and was about to leave, but he stopped after walking two steps, looking at Whitebeard extremely helplessly and sadly. "You know what? I hate that guy so much. Why didn't I think of putting six How can Shiki and Haki spread out? The era of cultivation he is opening now is more effective than the era I will soon create!"

"The most annoying thing is to steal my limelight, but now I still want to attract firepower to him. It feels like that guy is calculating me. If I still have time, it will be fine."

"Ha ha!"

Helpless, complaining, irritating, this is what Whitebeard felt from Roger.

Until accompanied by laughter, that figure gradually disappeared.

Marineford, still so majestic and majestic, rows of warships either left or docked at the coast, nothing changed.

Five days have passed since the beginning of the cultivation era.

The sun was shining brightly on this day, and an unexpected guest appeared on the square of the headquarters building at some point.

This is a man with a personal beard, who looks a little mad, even though he is just standing there, he can still feel the maddening Haki and fearlessness, but his face is a little too pale.

"It's really spectacular!"

Looking up at the main building, the man walked in like no one next to him. The point was that some passing by Marine seemed to have not seen it, and I had to say that it was full of weirdness.

The top floors of the headquarters are all offices of important generals of Marine. For example, the office of Marshal Kong, Admiral and Vice Admiral also have offices on these floors.

Marine Admiral Sengoku's office. At this time, Sengoku was immersed in the paperwork. There was a sheep with a bell on its neck by his feet, eating away unnecessary papers like grass.

On the sofa below, Garp tore open a bag of donuts with relish, but the sound was too loud.

"Garp."

Finally unable to bear it, Sengoku raised his head and glared at Garp, gritted his teeth "Go back to your own office to eat, don't disturb me here."

"Unless you approve my vacation, don't think about it."

With his legs curled up on the tea set, Garp slanted his eyes and ate louder.

"Asshole, you go to the Marshal for this kind of thing."

Patting the table Sengoku was very angry, watching Garp say "I bought these doughnuts and senbei, you pay me."

"I just came back from Marshal Kong, and he asked me to come to you."

Garp automatically ignores the second half of Sengoku's sentence, which is quite natural.

"Is it really lively?"

Just as Sengoku and Garp were arguing, a figure stood at the door looking at them with a hearty grin.

Hearing the sound, Sengoku looked at the people coming in shock, his eyes full of disbelief.

Even Garp was stunned at the moment, the doughnut in his mouth fell on his lap without any notice. .

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