"Happiness, peace..."
Donald pondered Inlava's words, his expression slightly strange, and asked incredulously, "Really?"
That kind of environment is exactly what they're looking for right now!
They haven't even achieved it yet, and someone on this high seas has already?!
Judging from their strength, they aren't very powerful. Does that mean that Admiral Clow's theory is wrong?
Can we really achieve that dream without gathering strong individuals or having a powerful figure who can command respect from everyone?
Instinctively, Donald turned around and called out, "Lieutenant General Cass!"
Actually, he didn't need to shout. After Inlava said those words, the white mist had already condensed completely and moved directly behind Donald.
Wherever the white mist passed, there were people lying on the ground.
Those were the six thousand men that Inlava had led; they had already been dealt with.
“Tch, they betrayed their dream of an ideal world and actually fell!” Inlava gritted his teeth and said.
From within the white mist emerged the figures of Cass and Wilbur, both with solemn expressions.
Wilbur looked at Inlava and said, "That's not the case. These people's will is commendable. We've fought against even larger groups, and they collapsed in half the time. Your men fought to the end, but they fell because their physical condition wouldn't allow it."
Cass's 'Shield of Justice' is no joke. Take a force of three thousand men as an example. No matter how many pirates they encounter, if you cut me, it's the same as cutting three thousand men. Even if it's a sword that can cut off heads, it will only scratch the skin when spread among three thousand men.
When they hit you, it's a real, hard hit, plus the speed bonus. Combat is all about efficiency. People who have fought this far without being defeated, and who have fought to the very end, are extremely rare.
But that's not the point right now. Cass's expression was serious, and his tone was also a little excited:
"Is what you just said true? Who accomplished this great feat, and can they really live together peacefully? Including the nobles?!"
This man named Inlava had an incredibly strong fighting spirit. Even after being beaten like that, he still had the will to stand up. The will of those six thousand men was no less strong, as if something was supporting their beliefs.
During the battle, Cass was already very curious. It's not surprising that one or two pirates have this kind of will, but for thousands of people to have the same will, there must be something wrong with that.
Now that Inlava has said this, how could he not be excited?
Is this another path? Or has Mr. Kuro's dream already come true?
The scenario he described is something even Dressrosa couldn't achieve!
Please tell me!
Cass excitedly ran quickly to Inlava, moving at ten times the speed, almost turning into a white blur. Before Inlava could even react, he felt his hands being tightly gripped and lifted up uncontrollably. Looking down, he saw that Cass was holding them tightly.
Please tell me!
Cass almost roared, "Do you have any strong individuals? Do you have anyone as strong as Mr. Kuro?!"
Inlava was about to say yes when he heard the first sentence, but then he heard the rest...
Mr. Kuro?
Oh... Golden Lion.
That kind of intensity...
Staring at him with those excited, ferocious eyes, Inlava stammered, "No, no..."
"How did you manage to do it without any of that? That's called 'Utopia,' right? Everyone lives in peace, is united, and has an extremely strong will. Everyone can live freely. This kind of place truly deserves to be called Utopia!"
At this point, Cass released his hands and excitedly waved them around, "Sparashi! So saparashi! Another path has appeared, we are not alone, Wilbur!"
"oh!!"
Wilbur, his eyes practically spitting fire, rushed over when Cass called him, staring at Inlava with eyes almost as bright as Cass's:
"Excuse me, how did you do that? What method did you use? Can you prove it? If you can prove it, could you show me?"
"you..."
Inlava was a little confused, swallowing hard. "Um, do we really need a witness? You're from the Navy..."
Why would these lackeys of the World Government have such thoughts? They've never even heard Lord 'Red' sing...
Wait, it's singing!
Inlava took off his headphones, pursed his lips, and handed them over. "If you really have this kind of ideal, then listen to this. It's all thanks to Lord 'Red's' singing. As long as Lord 'Red' is there, anything is possible!"
Lord Red?
What is that?
Cass and Wilbur exchanged a glance, and then Cass took the headphones and put them on his head.
Whoever can achieve that, they are kindred spirits!
As soon as he put on the headphones, Cass was stunned.
The soft vocals coming through the headphones were like a murmur, or perhaps telling a story; indistinct yet captivating, like...
I entered a dream.
Cass closed his eyes involuntarily, his thoughts drifting away...
Even in the midst of battle, he couldn't help but drift into a dream.
Thanks to their efforts, Mr. Kuro ascended to the highest throne. Mr. Kuro's theories have spread throughout the world. The nation of 'Debon' replaced the new World Government. All nations no longer exploit each other but instead exchange goods. Although pirates still exist, they are not as rampant as they are now.
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