Pirates: Your Emperor is Back!

Weiwei opened her black eyes and looked at Rowan from the side.

She had never seen such an ancestor.

From the moment Rowan walked out of the mausoleum, he left a lot of profound influence on others.

For Crocodile, Rowan is a conceited but powerful monster.

To Cobra, Rowan is a great emperor worthy of the name of the ancestor of Alabasta.

For Weiwei, Luo Wen is an ancestor who is sometimes severe, sometimes gentle as a breeze, and even a little childish.

He was able to clash with the Draconians for the Ikarem couple, and he was also excited to participate in the traditional games of the murlocs.

All in all, Weiwei feels that she is very happy to get along with the ancestor, and he was probably very popular 800 years ago!

But Weiwei has never seen Rowan's expression now.

That's a...how to describe it?

Lonely? Lonely? have no choice?

There is even a bit of "natural" mixed in.

……

Rowan picked up the cover that he put down at will, and gently buckled it upside down on the table.

Then, the first page was also buckled upside down.

In this way, when he finished reading these documents, all the documents were placed in order, and they could be sorted and returned directly.

Rowan doesn't want to keep looking around with a pile of paper, so this is indeed a good way to be lazy.

He smiled helplessly and said, "Are you satisfied with this?"

"..."

No one answered him, but Rowan seemed to be mentally prepared and didn't care about it.

He beckoned and motioned for the three standing around to study with him the draft plan left over 800 years ago.

Full name: Four Seas Alliance.

Crocodile couldn't help smacking his lips.

"Tsk, what a waste of time..."

Having said that, he still leaned over and even stood in the position with the best line of sight.

After all, even he would be curious about the idea put forward by a "genius" eight hundred years ago.

And when he saw the official content of the draft, his pupils couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Not only Crocodile, but even Cobra, who was beside him, couldn't help breathing heavily.

The content of the third page of the draft plan is also very simple, just a self-talking complaint.

Complain about what?

Complain about the very concept of "world government"!

Using the same handwriting, Neferutari wrote on the third page:

"Recently, the kings of more than a dozen countries got together and came up with a concept called 'world government'."

"They are trying to unite more than ten countries to form a huge political institution, and at the same time, all countries will send representatives as the supreme leader above the royal families."

"They also sent people to lobby me, but to be more precise, they want to get my support, let me talk to Rowan, and let the Alabasta Empire get involved."

"……Ha ha!"

"Do I need to listen to their advice for cowards that even the emperor of the empire dare not face directly?"

"And more importantly, I don't think this 'world government' plan--not good."

"War, never-ending war..."

"The melee between the nations at sea has been going on for too long, so long that everyone wants to end this era too much."

"Although at first glance it sounds like the emergence of a 'world government' can bring together a powerful force to end this painful era, this concept has a fatal flaw—"

"people."

"People can change."

"It is true that once the world government is established, it will attract countless war-suffering countries to join. This powerful force will stop the war and achieve the 'peace' we have been waiting for for a long time."

"But at the same time, the emergence of the world government has also artificially created a 'peak power' of this sea."

"It doesn't matter how many peak positions you have."

"It's okay to have one person, ten people, or even a hundred people. The peak is the peak, and it is above everything in the world."

"There's always someone who wants to stand there."

"For this, they will spare no expense."

"And below the pinnacle of power, there are stairs one after another."

"In this day and age, people yearn for an end to that long and painful war, so no one notices that."

"But if it takes a while, maybe hundreds of years..."

"The rulers at the pinnacle of power will do everything in their power to maintain their position, not the world itself."

"The nobles below the peak will be corrupted by power, and most of them will degenerate into maggots in this world."

"Ordinary people, life is the same as before."

"So, the most terrifying!"

"Ordinary people are powerless to change everything. The only thing they have in common with nobles is that they are both human beings!"

"I think, by that time, perhaps the world will remain 'peace', but there will be many people who will try to escape the control of the world government and become so-called criminals, right?"

"There is always an opportunity that will detonate a new era."

"A war? A speech? A man? A goal?"

"I don't know, but that era will come one day."

"So, Rowan, I know that if it were you, you wouldn't care about joining any world government, so I sketched another path with everyone."

"Its name is: Four Seas Alliance."

At this point, the third page ends.

Rowan was about to turn to the next page, but Crocodile and Cobra subconsciously held Rowan's hand at the same time.

"Ah, sorry."

Cobra breathed heavily and said slowly, "Master Ancestor, please let me slow down."

Crocodile didn't speak, but his pupils were trembling and his brain was spinning rapidly.

At this moment, they finally realized how important Rowan's phrase "genius" was when describing Neferutari!

Eight hundred years ago, when the world government was still in its infancy, it was able to break through the inherent drawbacks of the world government system!

Now, 800 years later, the facts have proved that Neferutari's judgment is correct.

The "Five Old Stars" who are at the peak of world power, all actions are centered on maintaining the rule of the world government.

At the peak of power, the Tianlong people have become maggots that make countless people dare to be angry but dare not speak.

As for the civilians.

They have been like this all their lives.

It may be painful, it may be happiness, but in the end it can only be the case.

But as Neferutari said, the change has come!

And this is precisely what shocked Crocodile and Cobra the most.

There is always an opportunity that will detonate a new era.

——This is the "prophecy" left by Neferutari eight hundred years ago.

Now, this prophecy has been fulfilled nine years ago!

In 1498 of the Haiyuan Calendar, East China Sea, Rogge Town.

[One Piece] Gol D. Roger's remarks before his death opened up this magnificent era!

"Want my treasure? If you want, I can give you all of it, go find it! I put all the treasure there!"

The era of the great pirates begins here!

Incredible.

An ancient man who lived 800 years ago was only able to predict the future 800 years later after hearing about the rudimentary structure of the world government!

Looking at the surprised Crocodile and Cobra, Rowan suddenly felt very happy.

"As I said, he's a genius."

Then, Rowan opened the page and carefully studied the draft.

Neferutari is indeed a genius, but a genius can only predict the general trend of the world, and can't do anything about details.

What's more, this draft's expected application era is 800 years ago, so many data have been invalidated.

It includes the geographic locations, power relations, military reserves, etc. of many countries at that time...

Historians may be very interested in these data, but this is not what Rowan needs~www.readwn.com~ He extracted the data and left only the theory about the "Four Seas Alliance" part.

Rowan needs to combine it with the current era and organize it.

And when he turned to the last page of the draft, he suddenly found a piece of paper caught in it, obviously inserted at the back.

Rowan opened the piece of paper.

It was still Neferutari's familiar handwriting, but it was a little less soft and a little more tired.

It was rare for that gentle and elegant man to utter a foul language in words.

"Rowan, you are really not funny."

"The burden you're carrying... It's too heavy, and we barely lifted it after a few desperate efforts."

"You should have told us earlier, so that we can also give you a rest."

"You're really not interesting, really."

Neferutari's neat handwriting has traveled through 800 years and reappeared in front of everyone.

"I have to apologize to you for something, don't be angry."

"We, um, can't pick it up."

"Although some interesting 'things' have been found, the investigation can no longer continue."

"I will not change my attitude towards the 'world government' system, but I have to join in. After all, this country is already too tired, and we can't move..."

"I know that you won't like the title of king, so you will always be the emperor of the empire, and I will be the king!"

"In a few decades, I'll go to you for a drink!"

"..."

The handwriting slides all the way to the end, leaving the last few words.

The last few, the words that penetrate the back of the paper—

"I don't agree."