Chapter 7: Stop the Great Pirate Era!
Calendar pages were turning day by day.
Under the anticipation of countless people around the world, January 1, 1498, finally arrived at the moment when a new round of Golden Crow rose from the sea.
On this day, countless people gathered in front of Video Transponder Snails, solemnly waiting for the arrival of the protagonist.
Impel Down Prison, outside the gate of the Surface Level.
Five Headquarters-Class Marine Warships, each capable of accommodating eight hundred people, lined up in a row.
Inside, the Jailers were fully mobilized, with one person standing guard with a Spear every few meters.
Jailer Beasts and Warden Chiefs, leading teams of Jailers, patrolled constantly, making the entire Atmosphere suffocatingly oppressive.
Lower Levels, 'Infinite Hell'.
"Roger! Roger! Tell me, why were you captured! Tell me—!"
Roars of Rage echoed continuously.
Since 'Golden Lion' Shiki awoke from his coma and sensed the presence of his 'old friend', he had fallen into extreme emotions, constantly roaring and questioning.
But no matter how he shouted or asked.
Roger remained silent, without any response.
He just sat there quietly, head lowered, reminiscing and pondering.
Until another old friend appeared outside his Cell.
"Is it time, garp."
Roger raised his head, his sharp Gaze meeting garp's.
garp nodded, "It's time to depart, destination, Marine Headquarters."
Hearing this, Roger's Eyebrow furrowed slightly, but quickly returned to normal.
"What about Rouge, how is she?"
"She is fine, living with Tsuru now. When your child is born, he will enroll in Marineford normally and become an excellent Navy."
Speaking of this, garp paused, then continued, "However, he will not know who his father is."
"Is that so... become a Navy?"
"Not bad either, but it's surprisingly merciful of you Navy, or rather, the World Government."
Roger grinned.
"Hmm, I also find it strange, but this time those people did well," garp said.
"Then I'll leave it to you, garp. Let him follow you from now on."
Now Roger could only entrust his Wife to garp.
garp furrowed his Eyebrow.
But seeing the plea in Roger's eyes, he couldn't bear to refuse after all.
"Don't worry, I'm here!"
After all, they had been rivals for a lifetime.
At the same time, Shiki's shouts continued, but the two present ignored him until they left 'Infinite Hell'.
Before long, the fleet escorting Roger sailed out of the Calm Belt.
After the Gates of Justice slowly opened, they continued along the correct Sea Current of the giant whirlpool, returning to Outside the Port of Marineford at an extremely fast speed.
garp stood on the Deck of the Warship, looking towards the square Inside the Port.
What came into view was a dense crowd of people.
It was a Phalanx composed of tens of thousands of Navy Officers and Marine Headquarters Soldiers.
In front of them, and also directly in front of the Fortress of Justice.
A tall Execution Platform had already been prepared, and several Video Transponder Snails in the distance were aimed at it.
Everything was ready.
The Warship docked at the Port, and garp personally led Roger, in Handcuffs, down.
The rest of the way, the latter needed to walk on his own.
Roger didn't look at garp again, but instead raised his head to glance at the scorching sun in the sky.
Immediately, he grinned, revealing a bright smile, looking very satisfied with the weather.
[Step, step, step]
The Navy Phalanx had already parted to create a wide and straight path.
It led directly to the Execution Platform at the other end.
Sengoku, as a Navy Admiral, stood on the platform, watching Roger walk step by step, along with all the Navy present and the millions of people watching the Live Broadcast.
At this moment, apart from the sound of leather boots hitting the ground, there was only the sound of waves lapping against the Port and the splashes of water against the Warships.
Oh, right, and the cries of the seagulls flying in flocks.
No one counted how long Roger took to walk this path.
Everyone waited silently, watching him step by step onto the tall Execution Platform, and finally sit down cross-legged beside Sengoku.
"This scenery is really nice!"
Roger looked down at the dense Navy Phalanx below and laughed.
"However, it would have been better if you had let that Shiki guy be executed with me. That way, I'd have a companion on the road to the Land of the Dead. I think he has a lot of things to ask me."
Sengoku listened and said in a deep voice, "Today's protagonist is you, Pirate King Gol D. Roger!"
It was now about half an hour before eleven o'clock noon.
So he didn't mind chatting with Roger for a couple of words.
"These past few days, I've carefully recalled in my Cell, and I'm very certain that there were no World Government people on that island."
Roger said, looking at Sengoku.
His Observation Haki possessed the special Ability to hear the Voice of All Things.
So if there were any intelligence agents on the island, it would have been absolutely impossible to escape his perception.
Then, how did the World Government know about Baterilla Island?
Sengoku naturally thought of this too, although his Appearance remained calm on the surface.
But in his heart, he subconsciously began to think, could it be that the World Government is still hiding some unknown means of reconnaissance?
For a time, both of them fell silent, letting time pass quietly.
At ten fifty-five, two executioners holding Spears ascended the platform.
Sengoku had already stepped down in advance, standing below and looking up at Roger like the other Navy.
This was considered the only respect they could give to this Pirate King.
Five minutes later.
Far away in the Holy Land Mariejois, the Five Elders sat on the Sofas in the Hall of Authority, personally witnessing two sharp Spears pierce Roger's chest, scarlet Fresh Blood gushing out and forming a Pool of Blood beneath him.
Pirate King Gol D. Roger, dead!
At this moment, the entire ocean seemed to quiet down, and everyone stared intently at Roger's corpse.
The next moment, the people of various countries around the World cheered excitedly.
They excitedly threw their Hats, Newspapers, and even Belly, celebrating the capture of the World's greatest Pirate.
"Worororo, let's go, the next era belongs to me!"
A Desert Island somewhere in the New World.
Kaido, who had already formed the Beasts Pirates, grabbed his Wine Pot, stood up, and laughed as he headed Outside the Port of the island.
King followed closely behind, then Queen, and about twenty Zoan-Type Fruit Ability Users.
Totto Land Kingdom, on Cake Island.
"Mama, the next Pirate King will be Mama, but I won't be stupid enough to disband my Pirate Crew, nor foolish enough to storm Marine Headquarters alone!"
Charlotte Linlin, still relatively slender in figure but gradually becoming plump, widened her eyes.
Looking at Perospero, Katakuri, and her other children, she laughed heartily.
"Celebrate, we must celebrate, quickly bring the Cream Cake!"
Inside the Moon Chamber.
Imu naturally also witnessed the end of an era of Pirate King.
His mood could be described as quite joyful, and he even drank two more glasses of delicious Sweet Red Wine.
Under his prior precautions.
Roger failed to say those earth-shattering words this time, even until his death.
This was definitely a great thing!
"In this way, the so-called Great Pirate Era should be over, and the situation that follows will definitely be much more stable than the original timeline... With the Pirate King gone, things will be much less interesting now."
(End of Chapter)