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The Great Age of Pirates had reached its glorious peak.

Without Arthur blocking the way at Reverse Mountain, countless monsters of the younger generation were now flooding into the paradise and hell for pirates—the Grand Line—charging toward the pinnacle.

Aboard the [Thor], soaring through the sky, they crossed the Red Line and officially entered the New World. However, Arthur didn't stop. He directed Vegapunk to fly towards the central sea of the New World.

Poor Sanjuan Wolf, his body simply too massive for most ships to bear his weight, could only swim at full speed below, chasing the golden ship as it flew and stopped intermittently.

His swimming speed was indeed fast, worthy of his title—the "Colossal Battleship."

Shiryu, Pizarro, Byrnndi World, Naguri, Vasco Shot, and the others were all training frantically on the deck, hoping to improve further so they wouldn't be a dead weight in the tide of the new era.

Arthur lay on his recliner, drinking leisurely, reading the latest edition of the newspaper, and quietly analyzing the Marines' major moves over the past two days.

In the headline position, a striking title was marked.

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Searching for the Most Evil Bloodline—The Son of Roger??

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The newspaper analyzed that Roger couldn't have done nothing during his year-and-a-half disappearance. He must have left his bloodline somewhere in the sea, and the last place he appeared before his capture was the South Blue.

If the son of Roger, who inherited such a heinously evil bloodline, truly existed, he would inevitably bring great harm to the sea in the future. Adhering to the principle of leaving no stone unturned, the Marines had swiftly dispatched troops to search the entire South Blue.

Marine Hero Vice Admiral Garp, Roger's old rival and friend, had even volunteered to be the commander of this search.

"Garp... one of the few true friends Roger had..." Arthur sneered.

He knew exactly what Garp was doing. It was nothing more than believing that although Roger was a criminal, his son was innocent.

Coupled with Roger's final request, he wanted to protect him.

However, how big was the South Blue? Its scope was many times larger than the entire Grand Line. To find a pregnant woman who had appeared this year in such a vast area was extremely difficult.

Yet, how many innocents would be harmed by the World Government's policy of killing any potential threat? No one knew. Once any negative news appeared, it would all be suppressed.

They occupied the moral high ground. No matter what monstrous things they did, it was all for the sake of justice. Under this banner, they could get away with anything. On the other hand, if a pirate did the same, his evil reputation would spread the next day, and he would even be used by adults to scare children.

This was a matter of perspective. A great pirate had absolutely no so-called justice.

Doflamingo once said: Pirates are evil? The Marines are justice? These things have always been rewritten as many times as you want! The values of children who don't know "peace" and children who don't know "war" are different.

Those who stand at the top can rewrite good and evil! Because only the top is neutral! Justice will win? Of course it will! Because only the winners... are justice!

There was nothing wrong with this statement.

The values of a child who knows no "peace" and a child who knows no "war" are completely different. Only those who stand at the top can define what is good, what is evil, and what is justice.

However, Arthur's views were different from theirs. He believed... that the justice he believed in was justice, not something spoken from a high horse by the victor.

Twisting right and wrong, calling a deer a horse? Arthur had always been dismissive of what others said. Even if you were doing a good deed, but I insisted you were doing an evil one, what could you do about it?

Once, the Marine Headquarters' Chief of Staff Tsuru wanted to use her Wash-Wash Fruit to cleanse his evil thoughts. But Arthur had never believed he had done anything wrong. Everything he did was completely right in his own heart.

Since it was right, where did the evil thoughts come from?

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"To be able to escape under such a difficult siege, even with Garp's intentional and unintentional help... Portgas D. Rouge is no ordinary woman."

Arthur thought about it carefully and instantly felt Portgas D. Rouge's unusual nature.

Roger's fame had spread throughout the world after he became the Pirate King, and only then did he go to the South Blue and find Rouge...

It was impossible for Rouge not to know who Roger was. To dare to have a child with him under such circumstances? That was the first unusual thing.

Either she knew and loved Roger, or... she understood the mission she had to bear.

The other point was a bit more terrifying.

While she was hiding from the Marines' pursuit with Ace in her womb, in order not to let the investigating Marines harm the bloodline of the Pirate King, she was actually able to forcibly suppress Ace's birth, carrying him for a full twenty months before giving birth.

Such a thing had never been heard of on the seas. Arthur often read newspapers and records, and he had never seen such a situation in any news or historical account.

Thinking about it, he could only attribute this to the extraordinary nature of the "Natural Enemy of God, the D. Clan."

Everyone with the initial "D." in their name could achieve extraordinary things in any aspect... It wasn't strange for them to have some unusual abilities.

After reading the first news story, Arthur pondered for a moment and then looked at the next one.

Although this one wasn't the headline, it was still explosive enough, written by "Big News" Morgans himself.

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SHOCKING: Legends Fade, BIG MOM Pirates vs. Beasts Pirates, the Struggle for New World Supremacy Intensifies!

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The news focused on describing how, after Roger's execution and the Golden Lion's capture, these two pirate crews had begun to clash over the massive vacant territories.

They had already collided several times, fighting almost every day. The situation was extremely intense.

And the Whitebeard Pirates, who had somehow entered Fish-Man Island from the Calm Belt and returned to the New World, were sitting on the mountain and watching the tigers fight, showing no intention of interfering.

"Hmph..." Arthur sneered with contempt.

The territories left behind by the two legends were simply too large to be devoured in a short time. Even if they swallowed this huge cake, they wouldn't have enough forces to defend it, and it would be snatched away.

However, the Big Mom Pirates and the Beasts Pirates seemed to have never considered this point, constantly engaging in friction at the borders.

In Arthur's view, it didn't matter if these two factions swallowed up the territories. At worst, he would lead the Thunder God Pirates into the battle and snatch it all from their hands.

In this world where individual and group military might reigned supreme, was there a better way to solve problems than with one's fists?

The answer was no. No matter what you did, you had to use your fists to decide.

"The territories of Roger and the Golden Lion... I will take at least half," Arthur said to himself, his eyes narrowed, his tone incomparably tyrannical.

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