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Chapter 1084: I Had a Nightmare
Chapter 1084: I Had a Nightmare
Beti finally caught on and cried urgently, “Hey, if you send them back, they’ll be in danger the moment the Kingdom Army retaliates!”
Kas ignored her and turned to Wilbur instead. “Wilbur.”
Wilbur nodded, pulling a book from his coat and handing it directly to Beti. She instinctively took it, and under the glow of the surrounding lights, she saw the title clearly: Justicefaith.
“Go back and read it. You need to understand what true justice is before deciding your path. Right now, you’re nowhere close,” Wilbur said contemptuously.
It wasn’t that he looked down on the Revolutionary Army. In the past, the Revolutionary Army had been a colossus, an undeniable influence even more dangerous than the Four Emperors.
But ever since embracing Kuro’s philosophy and obtaining the young Kuro’s handwritten manuscripts, his perspective had shifted.
The Revolutionary Army? Child’s play!
If Kuro himself were to join the Revolutionary Army, even Dragonaffirmation would yield. But that kind of Farmingmouse-like life could never rival the Navy’s open and righteous path.
Kuro chose the Navy, and they, in turn, chose Kuro—to honor his grand philosophy with unwavering reverence and a fighting spirit that would last a lifetime.
“We said we dared, so we dare. Now go back—this place doesn’t need your interference.” Kas stepped back, no longer looking at Beti as he watched the Navy’s rescue operation ahead.
Beti fell into thought. Continuing her plan here seemed impossible. She knew these two Navy officers well—Colossal Shield Kas and Big Gun Wilbur. Especially Kas, the Revolutionary Army’s upper echelon had a consensus: avoid contact with this dangerous man at all costs, for any meticulous plan would crumble upon encountering him.
When intelligence had reached Dragon earlier, Dragon had lamented that Kas wasn’t one of theirs, calling him “too Justice.”
The Revolutionary Army wasn’t a pirate crew. Dealing with such a justice officer was out of the question, and trying to recruit him? Unthinkable. He was Kuro’s staunchest loyalist, a top-tier figure in the faction.
“I’ll watch how you two handle this!”
Beti clenched her teeth, unwilling to linger. Gripping the book, she swiftly vanished into the night.
Kas watched her retreating figure and said, “Send a message to Ajitan—tell him to come here.”
“Ajitan?”
Wilbur hesitated. “Maybe we should wait. Let’s assess the geographical situation first. We’re near Headquarters now—rash operations will draw attention. We’ve already been too conspicuous lately. CP agents are everywhere, even demanding we investigate Dressrosa. Fortunately, Justicefaith only discusses pure justice, so there’s no ulterior motive to expose.”
They both knew the risks of their actions. Exposure would mean far more than just their heads rolling. That’s why they operated with extreme caution. David was the only one openly active, expanding his territory, while the three of them secretly orchestrated Dressrosa’s operations.
The Navy kept CP and Headquarters occupied, while David expanded Kuro’s vision.
“Who else should we call if not Ajitan? David’s busy securing a gift for Mr. Kuro in the North Blue, and we haven’t even prepared one yet. Here,” Kas pointed at Matur Harbor, “a ready-made gift. It may not rival David’s, but it’s the pinnacle of what we Navy can offer. If we hesitate, how can we fight for Mr. Kuro’s ideal? Wilbur, you’re getting complacent!”
“No! I’m not!” Wilbur’s face flushed. “I just want a more precise strategy. Kas, believe me—my loyalty to Mr. Kuro and my devotion to his ideal are no less than yours!”
After a pause, he continued, “How about this? Let the pirates handle it. Wang Long and Liu Sheng Shi Hu’s recent performances need testing anyway. Let them attack Matur Kingdom first, then have Ajitan take over. As fellow member states, Headquarters won’t suspect a thing!”
“Oh!” Kas’s eyes lit up. “Not bad. Letting them handle it would work. It’ll test the resolve of those spreading our faith while keeping things under control.”
“You’ve gotten smarter lately, Kas!” Wilbur chuckled.
Kas extended his hand, his expression serious. “It’s just Mr. Kuro’s wisdom—I’m merely imitating his methods. Wilbur, let’s keep pushing forward together!”
“Kas!”
“Wilbur!”
Their hands clasped firmly. In the dead of night, their gazes seemed to spark with determination.
…
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
“Achoo! Achoo! The hell?!”
The next morning at Headquarters, Kuro jolted awake, sneezing violently as he muttered a curse. He froze mid-sneeze, cold sweat dripping from his forehead.
Bam!
The door burst open as Lida stormed in, shouting, “Kuro! Wake up!”
“Why are you barging in so early? Don’t you know I was drunk last night?” Kuro glared.
“You told me to wake you up yourself! You said last night to call you in the morning—seven days straight, no delays,” Lida grumbled.
“Did I? Guess I was too drunk…”
Kuro shook his head, grabbed a cigar from the box on the desk, lit it, and stood by the window, puffing smoke with a lingering sense of unease.
Last night’s drinking session had been intense—with Sengoku, Garp, and Gramps. Garp, that old bastard, had a monstrous tolerance, while Sengoku drank like a Buddha, never getting tipsy. Gramps was the craziest—sipping one drink, pouting, but his expression never changed.
Admiral Sakazuki had left early, busy handling Fleet matters.
“What’s wrong?” Lida noticed his odd expression.
“I had a nightmare.”
Kuro exhaled a plume of smoke, staring at the view outside. “I had this weird dream—there you were, Klah, Kas, Wilbur, David, and even your brother. You all forced me onto the Sky Throne in Mariejois, and then there was this huge spider on the throne—scared me to death. I’m Kuro, dammit, but I’m not the Captain! Why the hell did a spider show up?”
“The Captain?” Lida tilted her head. “Italian Cannon?”
“Huh? How do you know that?” Kuro shot her a look.
Lida rolled her eyes. “You mutter weird stuff sometimes. The Captain and Italian Cannon are linked somehow.”
“Cut it out. Stay focused today. I heard you booked all the nearby tables last night, forcing everyone else to share seats. From now on, stay at my table—no wandering off. Gramps’ Birthday Celebration is over, and this is just a casual party. Don’t cause trouble. With so many Navy officers here, we need to save face—don’t embarrass me,” Kuro ordered.
(End of Chapter)
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