"Get rid of Whitebeard!"

"Is the old man dying soon? Long live!!"

"Great, yay!"

"..."

Holding both hands on the metal cell door, the pirates in the prison were boiling. Sith sniffed, smelling of scum.

"quiet!"

Sith turned the long knife in his hand and the scabbard hit the ground directly.

Boom! ! !

In an instant, darkness surged and rippled on the ground, and the entire seventh floor was silent!

Sharp and fierce eyes were cast on him. In this infinite hell, there are many powerful and fearless trash.

"Who is that guy?"

"Navy?"

"Are you here to see Fire Fist Ace?"

"Execution? Hahaha!"

"..."

Silence only lasted for a moment among this group of scum, and soon the sound of whispering came again.

No, whispering might not be accurate, they were just pointing in front of the Sith.

Sith's expression was slightly cold, and the long knife fell heavily again.

Black ripples swirled, shadows twisted in the space, and outstretched tentacles wrapped around their necks.

"Ah~ah~"

Their breathing was a little difficult, and Sith's voice became deeper and deeper,

"I told you to be quiet, scumbags!"

More eyes were focused on the Sith, but the effect was still there. At least the prison became quiet.

despair!despair!despair!

In the closed space, the footsteps of Sith suddenly became very clear. He liked this atmosphere. It felt like a solemn event, rather than just like the black comedy at a funeral.

"Portcas D. Ace, we meet again."

Sis stood outside the cell door, trying hard to raise the corners of his mouth, trying to look gentler. This was the last journey of Ace's life, so he should be given some comfort.

"Ahem, Wilson Sis?"

Ace raised his head with some difficulty, his face was still stained with blood. He didn't know whether it was because he was about to die, or because the Sith stopped the pirates from continuing to abuse Whitebeard. In short, his smile today was better than that of the Sith. Si is so brilliant, and his whole body exudes a sense of freedom and ease.

"Are you here to send me on my way today?" Ace asked.

Sis didn't answer for a moment, but took out a cigarette and candy from his arms and handed it over.

"Come on one."

"No, I don't smoke." Ace shook his head.

"It's not cigarettes, it's cigarettes and candy."

Sith knelt down and met Ace's eyes.

"Your mood is very wrong, Wilsonsith. Are you sad about my death?" Grinning, Ace made a joke. He always thought that he was very charming.

"Hmph." Sith groaned, "No, the death of a single pirate does not cause any emotional fluctuations in me. I am just feeling that an era is coming to an end."

After saying that, he stood up and glanced at all the pirates around him with cold eyes.

"The era, that era called Whitebeard is about to pass, and the curtain of a new era is about to open, and you, Fire Fist Ace, you will be the first drop of blood that falls between the old era and the new era."

"Time! Sith, let me tell you, dad will never fall. Dad has not become the Pirate King yet, and the era called Whitebeard will never end." Ace struggled, facing the Sith with his life. call out.

Sith glanced at him. He was here for the funeral today and didn't want to argue with anyone.

The atmosphere became cold again.

"Ahem, are you here today just to talk to me about these things?" Ace smiled at him.

Sis shook his head and took out the trial resolution signed by Justice Island from his arms. He didn't care whether there was blood in front of Ace, and just put it directly where he could see it.

"My lord, what are you?"

The CP on the side was a little shocked. To a certain extent, Sith's behavior was a bit unruly and even undermined the prestige of the Judiciary Island. How could a trial decision be allowed to be seen by the prisoner himself? Moreover, it was thrown directly on the ground.

Sith raised his right hand and stopped the CP next to him.

"I will take responsibility if the higher ups blame it."

CP was speechless.

"This is your trial decision. Originally, I wanted to show it to you, just as a formality, but thinking about it is a dead end, so there is no need to continue to insist on these formalisms. I might as well let you see it for yourself. Be more appropriate."

"Humph."

Ace's smile suddenly became a little sad. He did not look at the trial decision thrown on the ground. Just like Sith said, he would die anyway, and he knew this very well.

He didn't want to look at the piece of paper, but Jinbei couldn't take his eyes off it.

"Why? Why are you provoking this war? You should know the consequences of breaking the balance, so why are you provoking this war?"

Kaixia Jinbei raised his head and stared at Sith's face with his two big eyes, hoping that he could give an explanation.

"Kai Xia Jinbei? Crocodile?"

Sith tilted his head,

"They are all big shots. I can actually see two of the Shichibukai who once saw the dragon but never saw its tail. No, maybe I can see the third and fourth ones today."

Jinbei frowned. He was not an irritable person. Instead, he was very gentle. He looked at Sith and continued to ask:

“Why would the government want to start this war?”

Sith's face was stern;

"Yes, why would the government start a war?

Perhaps the government is unsatisfied with the status quo and wants to tear a hole in the new world;

Or perhaps it is the rise of hawkish forces, dissatisfied with the appeasement policy of the past few decades;

Or perhaps there is a desire for a new balance within the government. "

"Balance?" Crocodile sighed in the shadows. His political sense was much sharper than others. "You really dare to say anything."

Sith leaned his back against the wall, as if facing a group of old friends he hadn't seen for a long time.

"The world is about to undergo a major change that has not been seen in decades. What is there that I dare not say?"

His right hand pointed to the top of his head,

"Of course, the most important thing is that I have someone above me. The government and the navy are in the midst of recruiting people, so they won't do anything to me."

Then he added in his mind, except Riggins.

Crocodile's eyelids sank and he looked away.

What an annoying second generation.

Crocodile understood in his heart, but Jinbei and Ace didn't understand. Many pirates and jailers around him didn't understand, and they stared at him with doubtful eyes.

Sith did not continue to answer. For some things, it is enough to point them out. Someone will come forward to explain.

Helplessly, everyone had no choice but to look at Crocodile again.

Crocodile was a little impatient and said with disdain:

"The World Government does not need such a powerful navy. Compared to Judiciary Island and Impel Down City, the navy that has been recuperating for decades is too powerful. It is so powerful that even the World Government itself is afraid of their power. The navy needs to be weakened."

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