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Chapter 900: Justice Is Innately Noble
Chapter 900: Justice Is Innately Noble
The voice struck like a thunderclap in a windless void, shaking those whose minds had been altered to the core. They flinched and turned toward the source.
It was Kas.
The bearded man’s face was resolute as he glared at Kalami, his voice thundering: “Stop joking! Your filthy thoughts are nothing but dust on the ground—how dare you compare them to our Justice? This is a grave insult to Justice itself!”
Kalami smiled faintly. “Your willpower is surprisingly strong, allowing you to talk back to me like this. But soon enough, you’ll swallow these words yourself.”
Kalami had encountered countless people like this. Eventually, they all bent to his will, transformed into obedient dogs. If it weren’t for that Blackbeard, he wouldn’t have fled his homeland and ended up here.
Once he accumulated more influence, he would return to settle the score with Blackbeard.
“Such thoughts…”
Beside Kas, Wilbur gritted his teeth. “They’re utterly despicable! Nobility as an innate birthright? It’s nothing but riding on the legacy of ancestors, yet treating it as a divine right! Remember—everyone is just a person. True nobility is defined by humanity itself. Without human recognition, what meaning does such so-called nobility hold?”
“Justice’s Words—Page Four, Section Three: Kuromr. once said, ‘When a person is killed, they die!’”
“As long as this principle exists, no matter your status, you’re still just a person. The nobility people speak of comes from deeds that elevate the soul. Forcing recognition through abilities creates nothing but despicable puppets!”
Wilbur could feel Kalami’s thoughts flowing ceaselessly through the chains, but to someone who had studied Justice’s Words, it was utterly nauseating.
Kas inhaled deeply and addressed the brainwashed Navy and soldiers: “All of you, recall our Justice! If we abandoned this belief, who would protect the Grand Line? When innocent civilians face wicked attacks and stand bewildered and helpless, only we—the Navy—can deliver Justice for them! If we abandon even this, what separates us from those villains and pirates?”
“Maybe you joined for status, wealth, or strength, but you chose to be Navy instead of pirates! That choice alone proves you harbor Justice in your hearts—a belief that guides your actions, keeping you from descending into despicability. Don’t forget the Justice within you!”
Kuromr. once said: “Judge by actions, not words.”
Kas had always lived by this. He never cared about others’ motivations—they were still upholding Justice.
Fighting pirates itself was a form of protecting civilians, a manifestation of Justice.
As Kas fell silent, a radiant white energy surged around him, distorting his face and blurring his figure within its glow.
This energy spread rapidly, enveloping the Navy personnel and Kingdom soldiers.
“We protect civilians, so they protect us! We are civilians ourselves—they are us, and we are them. Think of where we came from: you, me, we were all civilians once! Why can’t civilians be nobility? Innate nobility isn’t defined by bloodline—it’s defined by deeds!”
Kas drew his saber, raising it high. “We were born noble! Why would we need others to grant us nobility?!”
Justice—innately noble!
“Yes… yes!”
A brainwashed G-3 Navy officer stared at Kas, bewildered. “I joined the Navy to fight pirates—I accepted that duty long ago. Why would I care about nobility? I left the sea precisely because I couldn’t tolerate the nobles’ taxes!”
On his chest, the chain meant to subdue him—supposedly stabilized and fading—reappeared, shifting from transparency to a spectral form.
“Impossible!”
Kalami stared in disbelief. The people he’d reprogrammed had their minds altered irrevocably—unless struck by a monumental awakening, their thoughts could never revert. Even if they did, remnants of Kalami’s influence would remain, making them susceptible to re-subjugation.
But why were their Mind Chains reappearing?
This meant his ability was failing!
Moreover, those struck by his ability should be paralyzed. Why could Kas move?!
This bearded man…
Was he resisting my ability?!
“Don’t make me laugh! You—you must die here!”
Kalami clenched countless chains in his grasp, yanking violently as he roared at those nearby: “Attack! All of you—kill him here!”
He couldn’t let Kas speak any further!
The Kingdom soldiers still under Kalami’s sway instinctively raised their weapons. Though their thoughts remained his, they obeyed his command when ordered.
“Mind Chain—Thought Impact!!”
Kalami intensified his assault. Chains erupted from the hearts of nobles who hadn’t resisted yet, connecting to his chest before merging into a colossal chain hurtling toward Kas’s heart.
His ability wasn’t limited to himself—it could coalesce the thoughts of the subjugated, unleashing a devastating mental blow.
This technique could reduce a person to an idiot!
At this moment, he cared nothing for preserving his subordinates. Eliminating this threat—seeing Kas dead with his own eyes—was his sole priority.
Because he saw it: within the white energy, David’s chain—the one nearly stabilized—was solidifying again.
Everyone touched by the white energy was faltering.
The chain pierced Kas’s heart, halting his movements instantly.
He closed his eyes, feeling the countless noble thoughts assaulting his mind.
Nobles are the nobleborn, meant to be sustained by civilians. Civilians are sheep, nobles are shepherds. Whether Navy, pirate, or anything else—they’re fleeting, while we endure as the eternal aristocracy.
The ideology of innate bloodline rights crushed Kas’s mind.
For a moment, he felt—
“How utterly despicable!”
Kas’s eyes snapped open, glaring at Kalami.
In that instant, a vast, overwhelming aura erupted from him. The white energy surged, twisting into a monstrous maw ready to devour.
The aura rippled, stunning Kalami briefly before his body trembled—instinctively, uncontrollably, in fear.
David, who had just caught his breath in the white energy’s grip, turned sharply, disbelief in his voice: “This aura… Kas, you actually have…”
Conqueror’s Haki!
There was no mistake in that feeling—this was the Haki of a king.
“Persistent Justice will never yield to any wickedness!”
Kas strode forward, his steps echoing. “How could your pitiful thoughts shake my Justice? If it could be shaken so easily, how could I have followed Kuromr.? Don’t underestimate my Justice! Don’t underestimate the mind forged under Kuromr.’s teachings!!”
The chains transformed into physical entities, coated in white energy, surging toward those bound by them.
Crack!
A G-3 Navy officer’s chain shattered as the white energy entered his chest, fading into a phantom before vanishing entirely.
Like a lit fuse, this triggered a chain reaction. Chains on Navy personnel and Kingdom soldiers alike snapped and fell.
The white energy then surged into the nobles’ chests. Their bodies trembled—they first looked bewildered, then their eyes moistened.
“I don’t know why… but I feel awful. My subjects live well, so I’m a good lord. They respect me. Why did I ever want to enslave them?” A noble clutched his chest, his voice full of regret.
“Damn it, I remembered my grandfather’s words—‘Be kind to your subjects, and they’ll be kind to you.’” Another noble murmured.
Kalami staggered back, trembling as he pointed at the nobles: “You… you’re rebelling too?!”
Crack!!
David shot to his feet, his chain shattering. The moment it fell, Haki erupted around him.
Earlier, he’d been careless—struck before activating his Haki. But now, Haki could block that ability.
Without his ability, Kalami was just a weakling.
“I’m ashamed before Lord Kas for letting this despicable worm gain the upper hand.”
David gripped his greatsword, advancing step by step. A spiral of Haki roared along the blade as he swung it at Kalami’s head. “Let me kill you first, then beg Lord Kas for forgiveness!!”
(End of Chapter)
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