Although everyone had just had a fight, when they returned to the room, the atmosphere was quite harmonious.

After everyone found a chair and sat down, Sanji brought luxurious and exquisite drinks to each girl, while the boys just drank drinks made from leftover scraps.

"." Berg looked at the clear water in his glass and said dissatisfiedly, "You are discriminatory, I want to do that too!"

"Huh? It would be nice to have it for you!" Sanji frowned, looking at Luffy and the others, "Look, how happy they are drinking."

"Sexy cook!" Berg curled his lips, looked at Robin, and started talking: "The matter of knowing your mother, Nicole Olbia, started 26 years ago. It is related to Roger. Do you mind if I start with him?"

"Roger!? Don't mind!" Luffy and others' eyes lit up when they heard Roger.

"Goose, it seems that Roger is quite popular with younger generations!"

After Berg laughed, there was a flash of memory in his mind, and then he saw a blur, as if he had returned to a night 26 years ago.

That was in Rogue Town.

Berg has nothing to do, and came here from the island where he was exiled.

It was raining, and pedestrians were shoving and shoving on the wet street.

He wandered aimlessly with passers-by and eventually came to a rowdy bar.

At this time, the era of great pirates has not yet started, but the bar is full of pirates.

The guests sang songs and drank wine, embraced and celebrated together, and there were many girls who came to the bar too early in the corner, and they were already lying unconscious in the corner.

These pirates seem to have never been ashore, and they seem to have never had enough sleep. They revel in the bar, shouting desperately, announcing to the world that they are living happily and carefree.

But to Berger, these people seemed like a bunch of poor people on this cold rainy night.

Even though they saluted each other with a hoarse voice, the friendship in it was shallow, and it would have disappeared before dawn, and all they did was to drink for others.

Berg made his way through the crowd, knowing that he, too, was wearing a stiff, fake smile on his face, like everyone else.

When he came to the bar, he asked the boss for a glass of wine.

Facing the dimly lit window, he caught a glimpse of his own reflection.

Although the image reflected in the window was not clear and even distorted, Berg couldn't help being annoyed when he saw this face.

As of today, he has been exiled for a long, long time.

The so-called exile is actually exile of himself.

The exiled island was also created by his ability, and it couldn't trap him at all.

The upper echelons of the government knew this, but they also knew that Berger was already disheartened, and they left him there to fend for himself.

After all, no matter how powerful a person is, lacks faith, and is infinitely confused, he cannot overthrow the existing world order at all.

Berger raised his glass and drank half of it in one gulp.

At this time, the man sitting next to him suddenly smiled and said:
"You are Don Berg, right? I remember your appearance, I never thought that after so many years, you are still like this!"

"Huh?" Berg turned his head in surprise, but couldn't recognize who it was.

The man seemed to see Berg's confusion, and said with a smile, "My name is Roger, and I'm a pirate!"

Berg suddenly said: "Remember, you are the guy that Karp has been chasing after!"

"Wahhahaha, speaking of Karp, I was chased by him a few days ago!"

Roger seemed to be talking about something fun to play with an old friend, and he sipped his wine after speaking.

After drinking, Roger looked around furtively, grinning, pushed the glass into the boss's hand, and laughed softly:

"Please have some more tea."

The boss smiled knowingly and filled the glass with wine.

Before reaching out to take the cup, Roger looked around in fear again, and said treacherously: "You won't tell the ship doctor Kulokas, will you?"

Berg didn't answer any more and started drinking.

"Wahhahaha, it looks like it won't happen!" Roger's hoarse voice became indistinct after drinking.

At this time, a drunken man walked between Berg and Roger, and knocked down Roger's wine glass calmly.

The glass fell to the floor, splashing hops.

Roger immediately glared at each other, but immediately lowered his head and looked at the floor in a trance: "So it's the ship's doctor."

"Roger! You can't drink any more!" Kurokas yelled, hiccupping.

"Go away!" Roger was in the middle of drinking at this time: "I don't need you, a drunken ship doctor, to teach me a lesson! Don't think that you are a ship doctor who can snatch the wine glass from my hand and throw it away. People of my age will not be insulted by this!"

Kulocas picked up Roger: "Don't talk nonsense, get out of the bar!"

"Good idea! That bastard Raleigh tastes like a fish, you don't want to make a fool of him, come to me for a fight, don't you!?"

As soon as Roger finished speaking, the two wrestled together, and there was a sudden loud booing in the bar.

After a while, Roger and Kulocas walked back with bruises and swollen faces, and continued to drink.

Roger got rid of the ship doctor who prevented him from drinking, and he was in a good mood. He laughed and said, "Don Berg, I remember you are very talkative. Why are you so quiet today? Let's chat!"

"Let's find another time," Berg said.

"I don't have time tomorrow." Roger said with a smile, "Because I'm terminally ill!"

"Huh?" Berg was quite surprised, and a touch of desolation flashed in his heart.

A top pirate in the world is about to come to the end of his life.

Even though he was a powerful figure when he was alive, his deeds will gradually be replaced by rookies at sea, until the world completely forgets his existence.

But Roger seems to have no such sentimentality at all.

He still laughed and drank the whole bottle of wine, then put the bottle on the table with a bang, grinned and said:

"Before I die, I want to conquer the Great Channel!"

Berg was not surprised. After all, when people are dying, they will have long-cherished wishes to fulfill.

But this sentence, which was not deliberately lowered, reached the ears of all the pirates in the bar, and immediately aroused a burst of laughter.

"You, a hairy monkey, also want to conquer the Great Waterway, so let's beat your ship doctor first!"

A bald man who was covered in flesh and stood up with his head against the ceiling sneered.

After all, he kept waving his hands, inciting other pirates to follow him and laugh at Roger who spoke wild words.

In an instant, loud mocking sounds resounded throughout the bar.

Berg looked at Roger and asked, "Don't teach me a lesson?"

Roger drank the wine disapprovingly: "Wow hahaha, please forgive me, do you want me to waste my drinking time and wake up someone who made me angry?"

Berg raised his eyes, looked at Roger again, and asked with a smile, "Is there enough time?"

"I don't know!" Roger grinned, "But since we've identified the way, who cares how long it takes, or worry about dying on the way!"

"Goose goose goose, that's right!" Berg clinked a glass with Roger, "Speaking of the great channel, you should have gone through it!"

"That's right!" Roger continued without hiding anything, "We found many large stones carved with ancient characters, but we couldn't understand them. Are you interested in coming together?"

At this time, the bald man who was ignored said, "It's not surprising that you don't understand it, it's strange that trash pirates like you can understand it!"

After finishing speaking, the bald man made everyone laugh again.

But Roger and Berg were left alone.

"No." Berg shook his head. He knew that this was a historical text, but now is not the time to reveal it.

"It must have recorded the truth of history!" Roger's eyes suddenly became very clear, and he stopped laughing: "When it comes to the truth, I can't tell you."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and looked at the people in the room, his eyes were cold and stern, as if he was scrutinizing the guests here.

For the first time, Berg had a vague feeling that Roger must have experienced great suffering.

Roger turned around and continued: "The basis of all human actions should be freedom, not naked greed. They should know that they all made a mistake, that is, everything in the world is completely different from our imagination!"

Berg was really taken aback, and suddenly, he seemed to have found the key to changing the order.

If Roger hadn't died soon, he would have boarded the ship without hesitation.

At this moment, the bald man who became angry suddenly swung a knife and attacked.

"I'm talking to you!"

Berg ignored it and continued drinking.

Roger just glanced coldly.

There was no sound, and no one even saw who moved the hand. The bald man's head fell to the ground suddenly, and blood gushed out from his neck.

Berg asked: "Isn't it a waste of time?"

Roger sneered and said: "Well, in order not to waste time, I saved the effort of reasoning!"

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