"King...King Randolph..."

Upon hearing this, Yev lowered his head and said in a low voice, "That's impossible. The king has always been very good to us."

Is it really that good?

David said, “I know about your country, the Fruit Kingdom. You have specialties all over the world. Your King Randolph has made a lot of money through trade, but you still live in buildings made mainly of wood and supplemented by stone. You could have developed into a country like Dressrosa, but you still live a primitive life. If you were just primitive, that would be one thing, but I have heard in some places that your king squanders money recklessly, even when buying and selling real estate. He is even a member of the largest entertainment city, Gran Tezzolo.”

"You could live a better life. You could have escaped that so-called primitive lifestyle if your king had just taken a little from his abundant wealth. But he didn't. You still live in primitive and backward places. Even your clothes are mostly made of grass and leaves. Your king only wears that grass and leaf outfit when he is inside the island. Once he goes out, he is more luxurious than anyone else."

"A king who uses your labor to satisfy his own desires is only born in a wealthy place. What would he be like in a poor place? Just like now, to secure his position, he slaughters villages, inciting your rebellion against me, thus delaying Dressrosa's ideal of 'unifying the world' and depriving you of the opportunity to achieve a civilized and advanced 'unified world' with us!"

"What good can such a person, such a so-called king, do for you? What is there for you to serve? You are nothing but his invisible slaves!!"

David's words were a wake-up call, leaving the soldiers stunned and filled with deep doubt.

"No, that can't be..."

Yev murmured, "No, Randolph was a good king..."

They had never thought of such a thing; in their hearts, King Randolph had always been a gentle and good king.

“I’ve been to ‘Guoyu’. King Randolph wasn’t like you described. He would personally visit anyone who was sick, offer condolences when someone was in trouble, and give speeches from time to time, telling us how blessed our country is and how proud we are. He was a good king… We are the ones who have let him down. We even considered surrendering and ignored King Randolph’s feelings,” Yev said.

"So...did he take any concrete action?" David's casual question struck Yev like a thunderbolt, leaving him frozen in place, completely immobile.

Substantive action?

Yev's eyes widened as memories of their king, Randolph, began to surface.

When his compatriot fell ill, King Randolph went to visit him, but... it seems he only went to visit him.

A fellow countryman was in trouble. While picking fruit from a tree, he was attacked by a snake. The venom invaded his body, and although he was eventually saved, he lost a leg and an arm. King Randolph went to offer his condolences, but it seemed that he only offered his condolences briefly, and the man remained the same in the end.

David closed his eyes, sighed, and said, “If he were just a subject like you, verbal condolences would be fine, of course. But as a king, as the master of the country, shouldn’t he do something tangible? If I were your king, I would compensate him for being injured on the job, because he was injured while working for the country. So as king, I have a responsibility to take care of him in his future life.”

"Words are the least effective. As the master said, look at what he does, not what he says. A person who speaks eloquently but whose actions are a complete mess is of no use."

Wilbur opened the book of righteous sayings again and nodded, saying, "It's from the first page, section eighteen, where Mr. Clow says: 'Don't look at what he says, look at what he does.'"

“It could also be pirates…” Yev said, but his face was already extremely pale.

"Pirates? Pirates don't do such things. This is G-3's jurisdictional waters. Are you questioning the master... no, questioning the power of the G-3 Navy?"

David scoffed, "Besides, you know best that pirates can't do that, don't you? They're just pirates; all they want is treasure. This kind of indiscriminate slaughter, if it were really done by pirates, pirates of that character would definitely leave their names behind, not sneak around. Like you said, pirates are like excrement, those stinking beings. If they really stink, they would find a way to prove how stinky they are, instead of remaining unknown."

Wilbur nodded again. "From page two, section one, Mr. Kuro said: 'Pirates are shit.'"

Then, he showed excitement, "So that's how it is! Is that the explanation? I never understood this layer of meaning before. I just thought that Mr. Kuro was looking down on pirates. David has added a new layer of interpretation!"

"Pirates are like excrement, so they stink. But the stinkier they are, the more they need to prove their existence. So the real meaning of this sentence is that pirates are guys who desperately want to show their presence. They are traceable and have a smell; they don't appear out of nowhere! This makes sense, and it connects with the sentence 'Pirates will not disappear' in the third section on the second page. It shows the inevitability of pirates, and of course, it also proves the reason why our Navy must exist!"

"Oh!! I see, that makes sense!" Cass also got excited: "Is that what you mean? Pirates are the world's excrement, and the Navy is the cleaner? What we need to do is eliminate this stench, restore the world's normal sense of smell, and stop suffering from this excrement."

“Yes, Cass! See? I told you, how could someone who spouts off 'The Quotations of Justice' be a bad person!” Wilbur shouted.

Donald: "..."

Although he also thought that some of the things Lieutenant General Kuro said made a lot of sense, and sometimes he was even moved by them, were there really any things he should remember?

If he remembered correctly, this was just Vice Admiral Kuro's grumbling...

Is it inappropriate to write everything down?

But he quickly shook his head. Perhaps this was why these two were appreciated by Vice Admiral Kuro. There was still much for him to learn.

Perhaps once I figure it out, I can become like Colonel Cass and Colonel Wilbur, getting closer to Lieutenant General Clow. Perhaps by understanding Lieutenant General Clow's words and actions, I can study the martial arts of the 'momentum' principle more thoroughly.

Simply swinging the gun won't increase your strength much anymore.