Inlava shook his head instinctively, but then realized something was wrong and argued, "We'll find a way to get food."

"What method? Robbery? Theft? Fraud?"

Cass, without blinking, said, "If everyone were living in an ideal world, who would be willing to work, who would be willing to cook, who would be willing to prepare enough food for you..."

"Where do you live? If the house is damaged, does it need repair? Who will repair it? Where are the repair materials? Who will stop you if you encounter danger? You? But how much can you actually stop?"

The bearded man suddenly laughed, spreading his hands. "Oh, I see. As long as you can dream, life and death don't matter. As long as you can dream, housing and danger don't matter. Dreams can give you everything. Your biggest dream is actually to have a good dream!"

"You are not allowed to insult our ideal world!"

Unable to bear it any longer, Inlava leaped forward to attack Kas.

Donald, who was standing to the side, gripped the cross-shaped pistol tightly and was about to make a move when suddenly a blur appeared and a hand pressed down on Inrawa's head.

"ten times!"

Bang!!

Wilbur pressed one hand against Inlava's cheek and slammed him hard into the ground, creating a crater.

"Don't move," Wilbur said gently, pressing down on his head.

No matter what Inlava did, he couldn't break free from Wilbur's large hand; the strength of this mustachioed navy man was simply immense!

Wilbur has been eating the 'Double-Double Fruit' for some time now and has been actively training. His strength has long surpassed what it was before. The ability to make objects ten times larger has now been developed to a deeper level and is no longer limited to objects.

He doesn't have the speed boost of Cassius's 'Speed-Speed ​​Fruit', but his physical body can be enhanced tenfold, and his strength will also increase accordingly.

Now, Wilbur simply separates this 'power' from his body and amplifies it tenfold on its own.

Combined with Cass's own tenfold speed, it's naturally both fast and powerful.

"I insulted the ideal world?"

Cass shook his head, then straightened his gaze and shouted:

"You're just daydreaming! You haven't taken any real action. You think you can create a world of love and peace just by imagining things? It's fake, all false! Even your dreams are different; every social class has completely different dreams! What does that mean...?"

"Nobles have their dreams, commoners have theirs, beggars have theirs, and pirates have theirs. Your social class is even less fluid! Nobles can even dream of becoming Celestial Dragons and the king of a powerful nation, while commoners can only hope to avoid being taxed and remain in the same social class, or even fall further behind!"

"What makes that kind of thing an ideal! It's just fantasy! Daydream! I was just thinking that there might already be someone like Mr. Kuro on the high seas, someone who has even achieved their ideals earlier than Mr. Kuro, someone who might be even greater than Mr. Kuro... forgive me for using offensive words, but now I realize I was wrong. I feel ashamed, I feel deeply ashamed of myself towards Mr. Kuro! And for the insults you have done to me!!"

"How can your utopianism be compared to those of us who are constantly putting our ideals into practice in reality! Is dreaming enough? Mr. Kuro once told someone to embrace ugliness, and now I'll say it too..."

Inlava's eyes were fixed on Cass. He saw Cass extend his finger, pointing his index finger straight to the sky. Suddenly, the figure wearing a navy cloak became very tall, and a visible white torrent mixed with crimson shot into the sky!

"Give up your illusions!!!"

Cass pointed a finger straight to the sky, his voice echoing across the wilderness: "Ideals are born from practice, not from thought! In this heaven and earth, only Mr. Kuro is truly great and sacred!"

Immediately, Inlava's eyes rolled back, barely managing to avoid being knocked unconscious.

That aura...

Conqueror's Haki!