Self-Discipline! Have You Seen Marineford at Four o’clock in the Morning?

Chapter 541 : He doesn't want to be like this

Roy squinted, no regrets in his eyes.

He took a step forward, as if only lightly stepping on the ground.

The majestic air pressure swarmed out of his fists, roaring like a hurricane, and it actually staggered the golden Buddha incarnation of Sengoku abruptly.

Sengoku's face changed slightly, and a feeling of anxiety suddenly flashed in his heart.

Roy didn't look at him.

He just glanced around the battlefield quickly,

The earth is broken,

The city is burning with flames like ruins,

The black smoke is lingering in the sky,

The corpse was in the wild.

However, none of the elite Naval Headquarters, which was originally aggressive, dared to look at him for a moment.

They all lowered their heads in shame and shame, and the hand holding the saber trembled slightly.

Roy sighed softly.

He suddenly saw many familiar faces in the Marine crowd.

That was his comrade-in-arms and partner who fought side by side in the defense of Marineford.

I didn't expect it,

One day he would actually fight with soldiers who also vowed to defend justice.

He clenched his fists and murmured:

"It's really fucking politics..."

As he said, he looked up again at the golden Buddha incarnation of Sengoku, at the huge warships in the distance, and at the snow-white seagull flag that he was once proud of.

Everyone present was quiet.

The crowd of NEO New Marine squeezed the sabers in their hands. They all watched their marshal quietly, as if waiting for something.

With a smile, the blind uncle looked sad, his closed eyes trembling slightly.

Strong wind,

The bleak sea breeze could not exhaust the smoke of Dressrosa.

Yes, in Roy's Observation Haki, it seems that the whole country in front of me is crying.

His expression was complicated, as if he had remembered a certain scene again in his mind.

It was in West Blue,

The archeological sacred site that has sunk and disappeared on the world map, Ohara.

He failed to save everyone.

At that time,

too weak.

He failed to protect the weak and innocent people well,

Although he had no regrets in his heart, he never told anyone,

But that regret and guilt,

He has always kept it in his heart.

to be honest,

He doesn't actually owe those people anything,

Whether it was the West Blue Ohara incident that year,

It's the Dressrosa incident in front of me.

Roy owes nothing to the people of these two countries.

But he just thinks something,

You have to do it yourself.

Why?

Is it because of justice?

About this question,

Zephyr has Zephyr's answer,

Sengoku has Sengoku's answer,

Roy also has Roy's answer.

He simply thinks,

Since I have this ability,

Then go help and save these grieving people and countries,

otherwise,

Become stronger,

What's the point?

Because I can protect them,

So I have no shirk.

──It's such a simple truth.

Roy doesn't know what the outcome of this journey will be.

He doesn't even know whether the people who have been saved and survived by him will be grateful to him...

But this is not important.

──But he wants them to understand one thing.

It turns out that there is still such a person in this world who is willing to guard all peace and beauty without regrets and costs.

It turns out that there is still such a hope in the sea that can comfort and give them enough sense of security...

Yes,

I couldn't do it last time.

But this time,

I can do it.

Roy suddenly let out a low growl, and the blue waves of air surrounding him like turbulent water gradually became rich, deep, majestic, and violent...

His heart began to beat quickly, heavy and majestic, as if a behemoth that had been sleeping for a thousand years was awakening, revealing a huge weight.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The terrifying heartbeat made Sengoku's face suddenly become extremely solemn.

That heartbeat,

Like the desolate sound of war drums, it was gradually deafening, but surprisingly, it made all the NEO new Marines present feel happy.

A more brilliant blue light flew around his body, setting off him as mighty as a god of war.

He suddenly let out a hoarse roar, as if calling for something.

"We have been surrounded, and this country is already at stake."

"But what we are carrying is justice."

"We are the sword that smashes sins and guards the weak and strong walls."

With a smile, holding the stick and knife with his backhand, he whispered:

"We are the sword that smashes evil, guarding the weak and strong walls..."

Throughout the battlefield, countless NEO’s new Marine’s voices murmured these words repeatedly.