Pirates: The Greatest Scoundrel in Navy History

Chapter 322

South China Sea, Kingdom of Sobel.

The sky was gray, withered snowflakes fell to the ground, dyeing the world white.

Kingdom of Sobel, Royal Castle, top.

A tall and burly figure like a giant bear sat on the top edge of the castle, with his legs casually hanging in the air.

He wore a strangely spotted trapezoidal hat with two bear ears on it, black woolen curly hair bursting out of the hat, and wore a black coat.

He looked serious and looked about 20 years old, but he had a unique maturity and calmness.

Cold snowflakes fell from the sky, landing on his hat and body, but he was indifferent, just concentrating on reading the thick cover book in his hand.

There was a newspaper next to him.

The world was silent, only the sound of a man flipping a book occasionally sounded.

"I didn't expect the king of the Kingdom of Sobel to be so young."

A low voice with a smile suddenly sounded behind him.

The man paused when flipping the book.

He adjusted his frameless glasses, closed the book, and turned around slowly with a dull look.

The air on the top of the castle suddenly twisted strangely, forming a small hurricane visible to the naked eye, and soon gathered a figure.

He was tall and wore a dark green hooded windbreaker, exuding a majestic and deep domineering aura.

"Nice to meet you, His Majesty the King of the Kingdom of Sobel, His Excellency Bartholomew Xiong."

The mysterious figure laughed mellowly, raised his hand to take off the hood covering his face, revealing a domineering and cold square face.

He had no eyebrows, and there were crisscrossing blood-red tattoos on his left face, which looked extremely eye-catching in the wind and snow.

"I know you."

Bartholomew Bear stared calmly at the world-famous wanted criminal in front of him, and spoke in a hoarse voice:

"'Hero's Son' Monkey D. Dragon."

Dorrag smiled:

"I am not a 'hero's son' now."

He pointed to the bloody tattoo on his face.

"I am now just a world-class criminal with a high bounty on the shoulders of the World Government and the Navy Headquarters."

Bartholomew Xiong pursed his lips and said lightly:

"So, Mr. Dorag, why did you come to me?"

"The Kingdom of Sobel finally ushered in peace and stability. It is not easy for me to deal with a world-class criminal like you who hastily came to this peaceful country."

Dorague bowed slightly:

"I deeply apologize for my sudden visit."

He glanced at the heavy book with a cover in Bartholomew Xiong's hand, on which the word "BIBLE" was printed, and suddenly said:

"Does Mr. Xiong believe in the existence of gods?"

Bartholomew Xiong said expressionlessly:

"In this sea, the gods stand high above the clouds. Isn't Mr. Dorag very clear about this?"

Dorague was silent for a moment.

Bartholomew Xiong put down the book and said to Dorag:

"Please explain your purpose, Mr. Dorag, and leave as soon as possible... If the government knows that you have come to the Kingdom of Solbe, I am afraid that this country will never have peace."

Dorag looked at him deeply and suddenly smiled:

"Mr. Xiong, I would like to invite you to join me... to change the world."

Bartholomew Xiong's expression did not change at all.

He slowly took off his gloves, revealing a bear-like hand.

There was a pink ball on the palm.

But it was this "cute" hand that made Dorag's pupils shrink suddenly.

Bartholomew Xiong said calmly:

"I'm sorry, I refuse."

"Mr. Dorag, you should leave."

"If you want to travel, where do you want to go? Maybe I can take you there."

Dorag frowned and said:

"Don't you want to listen to my ideas?"

Bartholomew Xiong shook his head and said:

"There is no need for that. I just want to protect the people of this country. I don't want to care about the rest, and I can't care about it."

As he spoke, he looked into the distance, with a gentle look in his eyes.

In the climate of the winter island, smoke can be vaguely seen rising from every household on the island, and peace and tranquility are everywhere.

"Really..."

Dorag laughed.

He suddenly said something that seemed irrelevant.

"Half a month ago, a slave ship that was supposed to be escorted from the South China Sea to the Holy Land of Mary Joa was sunk, all the slaves on board disappeared, and all the guards died;"

"Two months ago, the slave exchange at Locke Port in the South China Sea was destroyed, and more than 500 slaves disappeared;"

"Five months ago, a slave trader in the South China Sea was killed at home, and his human trafficking fleet was completely destroyed on the same day..."

Doragu looked at Ba with a meaningful look in his eyes.Solomi Xiong smiled and said:

"There are many similar things, but do you need me to continue?"

Bartholomew Xiong was silent for a while, and said in a deep voice:

"It seems that Mr. Dorag has done a lot of homework."

Dorager bowed sincerely again:

"If I have offended you, I apologize deeply."

He raised his head and looked at the young man who was like a giant bear in front of him with burning eyes.

"But Mr. Xiong, the reason I came to you is because I know that you and I are the same kind of people."

"This world is already extremely dirty, full of darkness and dirt... Only a thorough change can bring real changes to this world."

He glanced at Bartholomew Xiong's bear paw.

"If I am not mistaken, your hands... are the "hands of liberation" that can bring freedom to people, right?"

Bartholomew Xiong's face changed slightly.

This is the first time that his expression has changed.

-Even if all his actions of saving slaves were told by Dorag, he never showed a change in expression.

"What do you know!?"

He stared at Dorag with a vigilant look.

Dorag sighed.

"I don't know much. My old man protected me too well before. He tried to prevent me from knowing too much about the darkness of this world... But he didn't expect that some things can't be avoided."

He raised his head and looked up at the clouds, his eyes cold and his face mocking.

"Who would have thought that the most terrifying demon in this world is not in hell, but in heaven?"

...

Half an hour later.

Heavy snow.

At some point, Dorag and Bartholomew Bear sat side by side, looking at the quiet Sobel Kingdom.

"So that's it..."

Dorag let out a long breath, condensing into white mist in the cold air, looking lonely.

"The battle of the Valley of Gods back then... This so-called "hero" battle to become famous turned out to be a genocide of genocide..."

His smile was filled with indescribable bitterness and deep shock.

"No wonder every time I ask, the old man looks reluctant to talk about it..."

The God Valley War 9 years ago was actually a "hunting game" where the Celestial Dragons slaughtered the indigenous people of God Valley! !

They blocked God Valley and held a hunting game there, slaughtering the indigenous people and various slaves as prey, and taking the extremely precious devil fruit as the prize for the winner!

The prizes even included the Fish-Fish Fruit Mythical Beast Species·Blue Dragon Form!

In the God Valley War, this devil fruit was snatched away by BIG·MOM and then given to Kaido!

And Bartholomew Bear was a "slave" captured to God Valley. He teamed up with Ivankov to snatch one of the devil fruits as a prize... the Meat Ball Fruit!

Using the Meat Ball Fruit's ability to slap people away, he constantly saved the slaves of God Valley and finally escaped dangerously.

Bartholomew Xiong whispered:

"Mr. Garp can't do much."

He looked down at his hands, his eyes slightly red.

"Just now you asked me if I believe in the existence of gods... I don't believe it."

"The reason I pray is because..."

"Guilt." Dorag continued.

"Yes."

Bartholomew Xiong lowered his eyes and clenched his fists.

"Even if it's just one... If there really is a god, I want to pray to Him, even if I can save one more person, I will be satisfied."

"But... In the end, I couldn't save everyone."

He said with a lonely face.

What a gentle person... Dorag stared at Bartholomew Xiong's dull face with his eyes, and couldn't help clenching his fists.

"King Xiong, there is no God or savior in this world... Even those Celestial Dragons who think they are Gods, their blood is just like that of ordinary people."

"If you want to save everyone, you can only rely on yourself."

"Become my partner, let's save the world together!"

He stretched out his hand.

He was determined.

Bartholomew Xiong looked at the young man with a sincere smile in front of him.

At this moment, many bloody pictures seemed to flash through his mind.

Escape, blood, corpses, screams, the grim smiles of Celestial Dragons...

Bartholomew Xiong took a deep breath.

Then...

He stretched out his hand.

The two held hands tightly together.

It was like the most noble promise in the world.

...

"So where do we go next?"

Facing Xiong's question, Dorag pondered and said:

"We don't have enough manpower, we must gather all the people we can rely on and trust.Strength... Since Ivankov is your friend and partner, we should go meet him. "

Bartholomew Bear nodded.

The Kingdom of Solbe is just a small country, and the government affairs are easy, so you can leave them to administrative officials with peace of mind.

"I know where he is."

Drager smiled and nodded.

He casually glanced at the newspaper on the ground next to him, as if he saw something, and suddenly widened his eyes.

"This..."

Drager took a deep breath and murmured with a dumb smile:

"You are really worthy of it, Darren... It seems that I have to speed up my pace, otherwise I will really be left far behind by you."

Bartholomew Bear looked at him curiously,

"Do you know this Brigadier General Darren?"

Drager withdrew his gaze from the newspaper, and a mellow smile appeared on his face.

"He is my..."

He clenched his fists.

"Best friend. ”