harleyscars Chapter 118 Borsalino: This old man has lost his way on the path of life.
Chapter 118 Borsalino: This old man has lost his way on the path of life.
Chapter 118 Borsalino: This old man has lost his way on the path of life.
An hour later, a beam of golden light shot down from the sky and landed on the branches of Tree No. 1 in the Sabaody Archipelago.
Borsalino slowly took a folding umbrella out of his pocket and opened it.
"That's really scary~"
"The power of the Sea King's army actually caused a tsunami? Oh my, I was almost scared to death."
Borsalino didn't rush to make a move. He stood in the rain with an umbrella and sunglasses perched on his head, looking at the mermaids and dragons who were still causing a ruckus.
When he saw the mermaids being rescued along with the human slaves, his expression became somewhat intriguing, and he uttered a slightly mocking remark.
"Dusk, bro, I suddenly feel like the navy is a bunch of heartless guys~"
Just then, a soft chuckle came from the Den Den Mushi in my pocket.
"Who says otherwise, monkey?"
"The most righteous are often the lowly butchers, while the most ungrateful are often the scholars."
"What is right and what is wrong? Throughout history, this has been the most difficult thing to distinguish."
Borsalino shook his head self-deprecatingly, but did not refute.
They just watched quietly as the Sea King Army used keys to unlock the locks around the slaves' necks, and then used whale sharks to send them all away.
"dusk,
After a call, Borsalino suddenly stopped speaking, his eyes filled with a struggle and hesitation that no one else could understand.
Several minutes later, a slightly somber voice slowly emerged.
"If I wanted to become a marshal, would you support me, your older brother?"
The Den Den Mushi in his pocket looked surprised.
"Become a marshal? Didn't you always hate that kind of troublesome stuff?"
call!
The strong wind blew the umbrella fabric away, and Borsalino glanced at the umbrella that was now just a skeleton.
He casually threw it away.
People change.
Borsalino put on his sunglasses and put his hands in his pockets.
The night was filled with the roar of lightning, and the scene reflected in the sunglasses appeared perfectly.
That was a scene of "all races" working together to save more slaves.
"I suddenly understand your and Dragon's beliefs a little better now."
"You will change the pirates, I will change the Navy."
"As for Dragon—phew~~~"
"Let him handle the World Government and the Celestial Dragons. Although it sounds disrespectful to say this, anyone who sees what I'm seeing now will be moved."
"Drag, twilight, let's make a promise?"
From the other jacket pocket, Dorrag's steady voice suddenly came out.
"You speak, I listen."
"The three of us must reach the end of our respective paths, and then meet at the top of this world."
"It's time for some change to occur in this distorted order of the ocean."
"I don't care how much prejudice or injustice I suffer until this mission is completed. I must find my own justice, the true justice of the Navy."
"Twilight, what do you mean?" Dragon asked instead of answering.
"Me? Dragon, don't ask such pointless questions. On the path of life, I am your senior."
Bazel becomes a mentor with insightful life quotes.
"Anyway, for us, whether we win or lose, this world is already hell. Since it's already the worst-case scenario..."
Why not take a gamble?
"This awful world is like a quagmire."
"But even if you're caught in it."
"We also have things that we will protect even if it means getting ourselves dirty. It is precisely because we are in the mud that these tainted eyes can see more clearly. Some things cannot be tainted."
"No matter how times change, people will always have something etched deep in their souls that they can never forget."
Something that cannot be forgotten, something that cannot be defiled—
At this moment, both Borsalino and Dragon were asking themselves these questions.
What is that thing they are determined to protect to the very end?
"Just freedom."
The overlapping sounds rang out.
Borsalino was like a lost soul who had been redeemed, suddenly seeing the light at that moment.
On the other side, Dragon echoed the sentiment: "No matter where we are in the future."
Borsalino continued, "We always carry justice on our backs, and the desire for true justice flows in our veins."
Bazel concluded: "For justice, for freedom, let us set sail."
"This time, the three of us are special agents, and the mission codename is..."
At that moment, Borsalino suddenly no longer felt alone and turned around to look around.
Two illusory figures of close friends appeared beside him, placing their hands on his shoulders as they gazed at the starry sky together.
"Dawn," Borsalino pushed up his glasses with his middle finger, "How about we call it Dawn?"
"Dawn, let's call it that. The dawn that comes after dusk will surely bring the best sunlight."
"Monkey, it's time for you to make your move, or the Five Elders might find something on you."
The Den Den Mushi representing Bazel yawned.
"I need to go to sleep now. Staying up late is a major enemy of a man's kidneys. See you at the top in the future."
Click—a Den Den Mushi hangs up, and Dragon's farewell echoes out.
"I've decided to establish an organization called the Self-Defense Army. I'll leave once things in the West Sea are over, and then the Navy will be in your hands."
"You must survive, Borsalino."
"I will prepare three cups of fine wine, and when we sit together atop these mountains, I don't want you to be absent from that cup of righteousness. Isn't that obvious?"
Borsalino pulled out a Den Den Mushi (snap sticky rice dump) to hang up:
"I must get back to work now. I wish you all the best in the Western Sea, my dear friend."
Kacha--
The Den Den Mushi (a type of electric scooter) hangs up.
Borsalino, no longer hesitant, transformed into golden holy light and soared into the sky.
"Oh my gosh~ How terrifying, the great pirate Kaido!"
"As a member of the Navy, I cannot allow you to do as you please."
"Eight feet—!"
Just as the light blasts were about to fall, Neptune's roar echoed through the night sky.
The enormous merman, covered in blood and with broken swords stuck in his body, questioned loudly.
"navy!!"
"Is this your navy's justice!?"
"If it's war, I would have absolutely no complaints no matter how many people die!"
"But these slaves! These slaves are innocent!!"
"Their parents didn't bring them into this world to be enslaved!"
"It's to let them fully experience this journey of life!!!"
"Answer me, Navy!!!!"
"Why help evil!? Is the Navy's true justice about protecting the guardians of evil!?"
Borsalino kept his head down, his eyes hidden behind reflective sunglasses.
"I am just a Marine, mermaid. I am just a Marine who can't change anything."
"Qiong Magatama!"
Countless light projectiles rained down from the sky, but it was unclear whether this move was inherently impossible to lock onto or whether the caster deliberately missed.
All the light projectiles grazed the bodies of the merman soldiers, exploding on the turbulent sea surface.
The waves they created not only failed to stop the fish-men, but actually accelerated the whale sharks transporting the slaves.
But Neptune, consumed by rage, failed to notice this.
Just as he was about to retaliate with the ocean current, he was stopped by Jinbe, whose expression was complicated.
"We should go, Captain. That navy man is also a man who walks the path of righteousness."
"Don't put him in a difficult position. It's the Navy's duty to carry out missions, but out of his kind nature, he didn't harm any of us."
Neptune glanced up at the navy, who were still firing light blasts, and then said nothing, creating a massive tsunami to obscure his view.
He then waved to Kaido.
"Let's go, Kaido!"
"The main force of the navy will definitely arrive soon, so go hide with me first."
Kaido shook his head and refused: "No need, Neptune. I have more important things to do. Let's get rid of Queen!"
Dragon Claw grabbed Quinn and the large cart, and using the tsunami caused by Neptune as cover, flew into the night sky further away.
At the same time, Jinbe blew the whistle hanging around his neck.
"Neptune Army, retreat!"
Borsalino breathed a sigh of relief as he watched the enemy retreat into the deep sea.
He's no match for Kaido and that giant mermaid now.
Once he gets touched by seawater, 9% of his strength will be lost. At that point, he won't be able to fight the enemy, and he'll be lucky to even be able to retreat.
"Hey, Navy!!"
Suddenly, on the rooftop of a tall building not far away, a man with only eight fingers was angrily cursing.
"I must complain to the world government!!"
"You actually let the pirates and enemies escape! That's an absolute dereliction of duty!"
"Just wait to be sentenced and thrown in jail, you bastard!"
Borsalino remained silent, but continued to fire his light bullets.
This time, however, his aim was incredibly precise.
The large crate carried by Kronos Van Buren's men was precisely destroyed by the light bullet.
Gold, pearls, pesos—countless treasures that drove people mad—flowed with the waves to the sea.
"Oh, I'm so sorry, I thought those people were trying to harm you."
"you!!"
Cronus Van Buren stared at Borsalino, panting heavily.
But Borsalino didn't give the men a chance to retaliate, transforming into particles of light and rushing towards the direction where the Sea King's army was retreating.
"I must continue my pursuit of the enemy. Please understand."
The next morning, Bazel woke up and stepped out of his room, stretching contentedly.
"Abel? What's wrong?"
Jin nodded, but didn't speak immediately. Instead, he pulled Bazel towards a secluded corner where no one was around.
"It's about building the Beasts flagship, you haven't forgotten, have you?"