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Chapter 880: In the Beginning, Justice Existed
Chapter 880: In the Beginning, Justice Existed
Dressrosa.
“Yes, I understand. Thank you very much, Klahmr. Please send my regards to the lord.”
David spoke into the receiver, then sighed as the call disconnected. “The lord has official duties and can’t come. He’s entrusted both of you to represent him fully.”
Sitting before him were Kas and Wilbur.
Indeed, after confirming the navigation route with David and regrouping, they’d accepted his invitation to establish their base in Dressrosa.
David had thoughtfully chosen a large building next to the palace to serve as the naval base, currently undergoing renovations.
Wilbur nodded, his voice tinged with excitement and reverence. “Mr. Kuro must be tirelessly contemplating the ‘Justice of Safety.’ We mustn’t slack off either.”
Kas spoke solemnly, “Precisely. We still have a long way to go. Only by working harder can we keep up with Mr. Kuro’s footsteps!”
David leaned forward, hands clasped under his chin, his voice somber. “The nobility on the original Dressrosa Island have already been purged, but there are still many more. Dressrosa’s current territory is vast, and countless nobles remain in the newly annexed islands and regions.”
This was a persistent headache for David. Eager to fulfill the lord’s vision of peace, the reality was far more complex.
Even the mere cleansing of nobles in Dressrosa had caused unrest. Despite David’s efforts to provide justifications and prevent panic, fear had already begun spreading among the populace.
If the fear were directed solely at him, David wouldn’t care. But this fear threatened the entire nation.
After recent actions, many citizens had fled to Green Bit—why, he didn’t know. Without Liku’s influence to calm them, David feared the entire population might scatter to the Grand Line.
Clutching his fists, David muttered, “The limitations are enormous! The lord was right—bloodline supremacy has ingrained itself in their minds! We must swiftly fill their hearts with the lord’s Justice Faith, shattering these innate bloodline doctrines!”
Wilbur nodded, pulling a book from his coat unlike their usual Justice Quotes notebooks.
Indeed, the book’s golden cover shimmered faintly even in the dimly lit room.
“The first sample is ready.”
He placed the sacred-looking volume on the table, sliding it forward with reverence. “After our previous discussions, we’ve interpreted the core of Mr. Kuro’s Justice, though not entirely. We must continuously refine and improve this book.”
Etched in bold, righteous calligraphy on the golden cover were four words: Justice Faith.
“Is it done already? Truly impressive, Wilbur!” David exclaimed.
They hadn’t come to Dressrosa idly. The three often annotated and debated the ancient text retrieved from Kuro’s former residence.
Kas focused on escort missions and naval training, while David implemented the headquarters’ rigorous training methods for the kingdom’s soldiers, weeding out the unfit. Those eliminated remained soldiers but no longer part of the elite program—the selected ones would form David’s future foundation.
Wilbur, meanwhile, compiled and annotated Justice Quotes, simplifying its language so ordinary people could grasp its essence.
“It’s coming along. Mr. Kuro’s words are often too profound,” Wilbur replied. “They require deep contemplation. The original phrases in Justice Quotes are incomprehensible to civilians, hence the need for annotations. For instance, Mr. Kuro once said, ‘Go to hell!’—I spent ages deciphering that one.”
David leaned in eagerly. “I’ve seen that phrase in Justice Quotes but never understood it. What does it mean?”
Wilbur mused, “Since you’re stationed in Dressrosa, not constantly near Mr. Kuro, this is natural. His words are inherently cryptic. Take ‘Go to hell!’—its meaning requires contextual analysis.”
He paused, recalling, “Over a year ago, when Mr. Kuro was stationed at Shabondy, local pirates—including residents who slaughtered innocents—set sail. When reporting this, Mr. Kuro uttered those words.”
“This phrase appears like a vulgar curse expressing anger, but its depth lies in condemning the Great Pirate Era, rejecting wickedness, and despising those who dare to become pirates.”
“Mr. Kuro is a gentleman of utmost gentleness, but here, he cursed to show we need not tolerate politeness toward evil. Interpreted, it translates to—”
“To the wicked, respond with violence, not endurance!”
“Oh! Sublime!” David’s eyes widened with excitement. “So that’s its true meaning! The lord’s words are brilliant. To the wicked, we must strike back! Thus, when evil arises—”
“Go to hell!” All three shouted in unison, then burst into laughter.
David opened the golden book, revealing parchment pages. The first page bore a single bold line:
In the Beginning, Justice Existed!
“Wilbur, this book will profoundly transform our people!”
Caressing the gilded volume, David added, “Any extras? I’d love my own copy.”
Wilbur shook his head. “That’s the issue—we lack a printing press in Dressrosa. This is hand-copied. Distributing one to every citizen would be impossible.”
While the World Government and major newspapers had presses, their nation lacked such infrastructure.
King David had never cared for such things before—access wasn’t possible. Now, it was a crisis.
“If we can’t print, how do we spread this?” David sighed. “Maybe we’ll have to beg the newspaper office.”
“No need,” a voice interrupted from outside.
“I passed a ship en route here. It carried a printing press from the World Economic News Bureau.”
(End of Chapter)
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