Dressrosa.
"Yes, I understand. Thank you very much, Mr. Clooney. Please give my regards to the Master."
David spoke a few words into the phone, and after the other end hung up, he sighed and said, "The master has official business and cannot come. He has entrusted two of you as his full representatives."
Cass and Wilbur were sitting right in front of him.
Indeed, the two determined the escort route, and after meeting up with David, they settled in Dressrosa at David's invitation.
David thoughtfully found a large building next to the palace to serve as a naval base, and it is currently being renovated.
Wilbur nodded, with a hint of excitement and longing: "Mr. Kuro must be thinking and working hard for 'safe justice,' and we can't slack off either."
Cass solemnly replied, "That's right, we still have a long way to go. We need to work harder to keep up with Mr. Kuro!"
David leaned forward, crossed his hands under his chin, and said softly, "I have now eliminated the nobles who originally resided on the island of Dressrosa, but there are still many. Dressrosa is now a large territory, and there are still many nobles in the newly incorporated islands and regions that have not been eliminated."
This was a major headache for David. He was eager to fulfill his master's wish for peace, but reality told him it wasn't that simple.
Even though David tried to find many reasons to avoid causing panic in Dressrosa because of this noble purge, many citizens still began to feel fear.
Fear, if it were just David alone, he really wouldn't be afraid, but once they became afraid, it wasn't just David himself, but the entire nation.
Some time ago, after David finished what he did, many citizens fled to Greenbite, and no one knows why they fled.
If it weren't for Riku's reputation, and David sending him to appease these people, the citizens of Dressrosa would probably have fled to the sea.
David, thinking about this, felt indignant again: "The limitations are too great. The master is right, the theory of innate bloodline has taken deep root in their hearts! We must quickly fill their hearts with the master's righteous faith and dismantle the theory of innate bloodline!"
Wilbur nodded and pulled out a book from his pocket that was different from a notebook like "The Sayings of Justice".
Yes, books. The books are gold in color, and even in this dimly lit room, they gleam with a faint golden light.
"The samples are almost ready."
He placed the book on the table, pushed it forward as if it were a sacred object, and solemnly said, "After our previous discussions, we have roughly understood Mr. Kuro's justice, but not all of it. We also need to constantly understand and improve this book."
On the gold cover are four large, righteous characters handwritten by Wilbur himself: "The Faith in Justice".
"Is it done? You're really something, Wilbur!" David exclaimed happily.
They weren't in Dressrosa for nothing; the three of them often annotated and discussed the article they found at Kuro's old house.
In addition, Cass was responsible for escorting ships and training the navy. Following the method described in that article, David also trained the kingdom's soldiers according to the training methods of his own navy, eliminating many people. Those eliminated soldiers were still soldiers, but no longer part of the elite training camp. Those selected would become David's future base.
Wilbur was responsible for compiling and annotating the book "Sayings of Justice." They also needed to find sentences that ordinary people could easily understand so that they could accept them.
"It's alright, but what Mr. Kuro said was a bit too obscure, so I need to understand it carefully."
Wilbur said, "Mr. Kuro's words take too much time to understand. If we just copied them verbatim, the common people definitely wouldn't understand them, so we need to add annotations. For example, Mr. Kuro once said 'Fuck it,' and it took me a long time to fully understand that sentence."
David immediately perked up. "I've seen this quote in 'The Sayings of Justice' before, but I've never understood it. Could you tell me what it means?"
“You’re in Dressrosa, so you don’t have frequent contact with Mr. Kuro. It’s normal that you don’t understand some of his words. Besides, Mr. Kuro’s words are inherently difficult to understand. For example, the phrase ‘fuck it’ requires you to consider the context and environment to understand its meaning.”
Wilbur thought for a moment and said, "This was said more than half a year ago, when Mr. Kuro was still stationed in Sabaody. I remember that there were still pirates in Sabaody at that time. Some local residents of Sabaody even killed and plundered a few people before going to sea to become pirates. When it was reported, Mr. Kuro said this."
"This sentence may seem like a vulgar slang expression of anger, but its meaning is not so simple. It may seem like an expression of anger towards the person who went to sea to become a pirate, but at a deeper level it reflects a deep hatred for the great pirate era, an intolerance for evil, and a disappointment in those who went to sea to become pirates."
"Mr. Kuro is a very gentlemanly and gentle person, but when he swore at this moment, he was trying to tell us that we can be a little vulgar when it comes to evil, and there's no need to hold back any politeness. So, to extend that, what he meant was—"
"Everyone should fight back against evil with violence, not endure it!"
"Oh!!! Spalashi!"
David's eyes widened, and he exclaimed excitedly, "So that's what it means! I finally understand! That's wonderful! What you said, sir, is absolutely right. We should fight back against evil! So, when we encounter evil, we should bravely speak out against it..."
"Fuck it!" the three shouted in unison, then burst into laughter.
David opened the book's cover; inside was a handwritten scroll made of parchment, the first page containing only one line of large text—
Justice existed in the beginning!
"Wilbur, this book will surely have a profound impact on the nation!"
David stroked the gold-embossed book, clearly quite fond of it. "Do you have any extras? I'd like one too."
Wilbur shook his head: "That's the problem. Dressrosa doesn't seem to have a printing press, so we can't mass-produce it. This copy is handwritten by me, but it would be too much work to give everyone in Dressrosa a copy."
Printing presses are something that world governments and some major newspapers have, but these countries don't seem to have them.
Of course, the vast majority, or even all, countries are not very interested in this.
King David wasn't interested before, and even if he were, he had no way to get it.
But now we've encountered a problem.
How could they mass-produce these books without printing?
However, if the printing is handed over to a newspaper, not to mention the cost, whether the newspaper would even be willing to do so is another matter. Moreover, David still prefers to have control over the dissemination of the material.
"Why..."
He sighed, "If all else fails, I'll have to ask the newspaper for help."
"No need."
Suddenly, a voice rang out from outside.
"On my way here, I happened to find a ship with a printing press on board, which was for the World Economic News."
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