Chapter 536 Conversation with Gion, Part 2
Gion followed him, replying earnestly, "What are you doing! I'm telling the truth!"
"Bullshit! My experience tells me I'll never have a good ending!" Arthur suddenly turned around and pointed at her. "What kind of monster are you? Trying to fool me by pretending to be Gion?!"
"I'm serious!!!" Seeing Arthur suddenly become unserious, Gion instinctively raised her hand and slapped him on the head.
When he came to his senses, Arthur was already face down, buried in the mud.
“I’m sorry…” Gion withdrew her hand and apologized to Arthur with some remorse. “I was a little angry just now. You didn’t respect the thoughts I shared with you when I was being serious.”
Cooper, holding the chair with his wings, looked at them from the living room of the cabin, shook his head disdainfully, and said, "Cooper." (You two should just get married right now.)
"Haha... Hmph... Hahaha!" Arthur's muffled laughter came from the soil. "This touch... I miss it so much."
The laughter was somewhat perverse, causing Gion to stare at him with a hint of disgust on her otherwise indifferent face. "Why do you seem like a completely different person? Don't be so scary all of a sudden."
Having lived a life of suffering, Arthur rarely believes in the good things in life anymore.
He never expected that Gion in this life would suddenly understand and tell him what was on her mind.
Back in G6, Arthur sensed from the hatred in her eyes that Gion in this life might not be able to accept him in a short time.
In retrospect, it seems that he only narrowly escaped death twice before the other party began to accept him.
"Sit down, sit down!" Arthur, with a bump on his head, came in, pulled out a chair, and greeted Gion with a big smile. "Go ahead and ask me anything, I'll tell you everything."
"You...you're not angry that I hit you?" Gion walked forward and sat down, asking Arthur behind her with a smile, "I hit him really hard."
Cooper, carrying the second chair, stopped beside Gion's knees and called out, "Cooper." (He just likes getting hit, don't mind him.)
Upon hearing this, Arthur immediately became angry, pointing fiercely at it, "Cooper! Be careful, or I'll make you drag hundreds of pounds of stones around the mountains for two days!"
As he spoke, Arthur stepped forward and kicked it in the rear, sending it flying from a hundred meters above the cliffside plain towards the village a hundred meters below.
"Cooper!" (I will never forgive you, Arthur!) Cooper cried out desperately as he flew towards the horizon. "Cooper!" (You've got a woman! You've forgotten your brother! There's an old saying that goes, "Ungrateful wretch," and that's exactly what you are!)
Arthur completely ignored Cooper's complaints and anger.
The cabin finally quieted down. Arthur took a chair, sat opposite Gion, and stared at her with a silly smile.
"Go ahead and ask, no one's bothering us."
The cabin, which belonged only to the two of them, was exceptionally quiet.
Gion glanced at the eagle that had been kicked away outside, then looked at Arthur. "Is this world really as you say? Is it a world where black and white are turned upside down?"
“Hmm.” Arthur rubbed his chin. “Not entirely. Now I’ll tell you, the Celestial Dragons creating the World Government is an excellent organization! They’ve protected the world’s hundreds of nations and created the Navy, maintaining order on the seas.”
They created a very good system of governance; without it, the world might not function properly.
Gion listened very attentively to Arthur's words.
"However, the twisted Celestial Dragons are destroying what they created with their own hands—killing, killing contests! They call themselves gods! They abuse their power and act recklessly. These factors will inevitably lead them to their downfall."
There are still many people with true sense of justice in the Navy. As for the inversion of right and wrong... it's not entirely true. A thief is a thief. Many thieves may have been forced to go to sea to become thieves due to the oppression of the Celestial Dragons' policies, but once they bear this label, they must be responsible for their choices.
Thieves are always evil, and the navy is always righteous.
Whatever the reason, this point cannot be denied.
Hearing Arthur's answers, Gion's perception of him was somewhat overturned.
Such a rational response really surprised her.
Age aside, this alone was enough for her to be certain that Arthur was far more mature than she was.
"I've killed many pirates and marines. Many of them would come up with all sorts of excuses and reasons before they died, and they all regretted their choices before they died."
"How many people did you... kill?" Gion, having already obtained the answer to the question of 'black and white reversed', asked Arthur curiously.
Arthur was silent for a moment before calmly replying, "Leaving aside this life, in my previous life, after Cooper and you died... I lost my mind."
He wasn't sure how much six-year-old Gion would understand if he said these words to her.
But since the other party wants to know about him, Arthur will tell them everything.
"It seems the story you told me is true." After hearing Arthur's words, Gion seemed to understand everything. "The man covered in wounds at the Valley of the Gods in the West Blue was you, wasn't he?"
“That’s right, it’s me.” Arthur picked up the tattered Frost Sword from his waist and fiddled with it on the table. “Once he makes his move, at best a million will die, at worst the world will be thrown into chaos. In the end, I will also return to the beginning, and my current consciousness will be completely devoured by him.”
As he spoke, Arthur looked up at Gion seriously, "But don't worry! Even though I've disappeared, I'm still me! I'll still love you and Cooper!"
The profound meaning in the words was somewhat difficult for Gion to understand.
"I just hope that before this dream ends, I can make up for many regrets from my previous life."
"You're going to die?!" Gion asked in shock after analyzing for a while.
“It’s not death, it’s the return of consciousness.” Arthur thought for a moment about how to answer Gion tactfully. “You can think of it as, well… now I’m so talkative! Cheerful! Lively that the old me has disappeared. Another, indifferent me has emerged.”
"Schizophrenia!? Mental illness!" Upon hearing this, Gion naturally knew what symptoms it referred to.
“Yes! It’s a mental illness!” Arthur rolled his eyes at her and said speechlessly, “You’re right to think that way! I hope that before that day comes, I want you to cherish me a little! Let me experience what life is like.”
"You're so powerful, how come you haven't had a normal life yet..." Gion wanted to mock him, but seeing Arthur's calm expression, she thought of the story he had told.
The protagonist in that story never had a single comfortable day from the moment he set sail until his death.
"I'm sorry, I... I want to know more." Gion apologized to Arthur for no reason. "Even if I don't understand now, as I get older, I may understand its profoundness more and more."
"So," Arthur said with a wicked grin, "I can raise you as a child bride from a young age."
Just thinking about it made Arthur feel a pleasant itch inside!
He firmly believed that the best were those he trained!
That day, Arthur spent the entire day telling Gion everything she wanted to know.
Unprecedented patience.
At the dock, CP agents reported everything that had happened on the island to their superiors.
The Five Elders ordered them to return to port and decided to personally send one of the Five Elders to negotiate.
The government's first negotiation with Arthur ended in failure.
New World
Inside Beehive Island.
Rocks, who has returned to his base from God Valley in the West Blue, is settling accounts with the betrayals within his pirate crew.
Wang Zhi, who was on the verge of death, was hung from the dock.
Those cadres who had questioned him clashed violently with Rocks on the island.
The first half of the Grand Line—
Malinvando.
Naval Headquarters, in an empty office.
"You said you're going to resign?! What the hell are you talking about, Garp?!"
"I'm fed up with this! Missions that offer no explanation whatsoever, just sending righteous soldiers to their deaths for the sake of maggots!!!"
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