Chapter 14 The Worst and the Best of Times!
At this moment, Sig suddenly felt fortunate that few people knew he had been a pirate, and even had the idea of killing all those who knew to prevent the truth from being exposed.
Your perspective is determined by where you sit!
The thought flashed through his mind and even startled Sieg. His first thought was of Liszt. He knew exactly where everything he had now came from. That seemingly ordinary boy was the real mastermind.
Sieg clearly neglected his wife, making the mistake of being blind to his own shortcomings.
"The whole plan was actually proposed by her. I just ran errands and added some details, such as directly kicking two lieutenant colonels and four majors into the vortex."
On the second floor of the restaurant, there is a round table and three chairs.
Liszt enjoyed his delicious lunch and explained slowly and deliberately.
"He's bolder than me. My plan takes three years, but he only needs three months!"
Politaia swirled her wine glass, a faint smile on her pretty face, her gaze shifting back and forth between Lister and Cloth.
Kro adjusted his glasses slightly, a gesture he habitually made whenever he was thinking or experiencing emotional changes.
"Kro, a highly intelligent criminal, used to make a living by swindling. If he hadn't met me, he would definitely have become a pirate and become the cunning Captain Kro." Lister put down his knife and fork and introduced him to Politaya.
"Pirates? I was forced into it." Kuro emphasized that he was a perfectionist, even if it meant committing crimes, but what happened on the merchant ship made him no longer perfect.
"Baiji Keluo?" Politaia's red lips parted slightly, seemingly surprised.
"You know him?"
Lister was taken aback; he had thought that "Hundred Plans" was a nickname Kuro had acquired after becoming a pirate.
"Of course, he is notorious in the Kingdom of Goa for swindling the wealth of the rich with all sorts of tricks. Many people know him, but they still fall for his tricks, earning him the reputation of 'a hundred tricks'," Politaya said.
A good reputation is clearly an antonym.
"Thank you for the compliment!" Kro said politely.
"She is the Major's wife and the eyes of Shellstown. If she wants, there is nothing in Shellstown that she doesn't know."
"I just have a few friends," Politaya said with a slight shrug.
"So why are we sitting here?" Kro asked. He disliked unexpected events that didn't go according to plan, and he hated equally intelligent people even more, and having two of them sitting here was just awful.
In the year 1500 of the Sea Calendar, in Loguetown, the Pirate King Gol D. Roger was executed. Before his death, he said, "Want my treasure? You can have it all. Go find it! I left all my treasure there." Countless people chasing wealth, fame, and power rushed to the sea. The Great Pirate Era began. Men who dreamed of becoming the Pirate King fought and struggled on the Grand Line. The great pirates who crossed the Grand Line divided the New World and competed for the throne. Edward Newgate, the strongest man in the world, Kaido, the strongest creature of the Beasts, and Big Mom Charlotte Linlin were revered as the Three Emperors by many pirates. To counterbalance and limit the growth of the Three Emperors and prevent the emergence of a fourth Emperor, the Navy established the Seven Warlords of the Sea, recruiting great pirates from the Grand Line and granting them the legal right to plunder.
Lister's calm tone, however, brought a huge shock to Politaya and Kuro. In the East Blue, which has the title of having the weakest pirate force in the four seas, the World Government firmly controls the dissemination of information. The content that Lister said rarely circulates in the East Blue. Just like people on a certain island think that the mainland can't afford tea eggs, the people of the East Blue lack an objective and fair understanding of the Grand Line and the New World. Everything is based on rumors and imagination.
Liszt revealed only the tip of the iceberg to Cloth and Politaia.
"This is the worst of times, and the best of times. Pirate King? No, I prefer the title of King of the World! I hope that one day, our names will be sung throughout the world and remembered in history. That is why we are sitting here."
A silence so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
Politaia blinked her beautiful eyes, her chest heaving.
Chloe's expression remained calm, but her hand trembled as she gently pushed up her glasses.
"You're crazy!"
After a long pause, Politaya patted her chest and spoke slowly, a flame of ambition burning in her eyes, and a smile blooming on her face.
"But, the king of the world? I love it! I came, I saw, I conquered!"
She repeated a quote from Liszt.
Kro took a deep breath and said, "I refuse! I'm not interested in a hopeless plan."
"Refusal is invalid."
"you..."
"I think the victims of the Kingdom of Goa must be very interested in Mr. Crow. How much bounty are they willing to offer?" Politaya asked curiously.
"I've always thought Mr. Cloth was a smart man," Liszt said.
Kro: "..."
"So, in order to achieve our goal, Politaia, I want your intelligence network to expand to the entire East Blue, and even extend towards the Grand Line. How about we call it 'The Mist'?"
"Mist? I like that name. Should I come up with a code name too?"
"Riddler, how about it?"
Politaia nodded in satisfaction.
"Crow, we need Baileys, lots of Baileys. I need a business plan, a business plan to make money from Shells Town."
"Hey, I didn't say I wanted to join, did I?" Kro's forehead creased with annoyance.
"Aren't you going to join?" Lister turned his head to look at him.
Kro: "..."
Does he dare say he won't join?
"Look, we've reached an agreement."
Kro remained silent, then gently pushed up his glasses and asked, "And what about you? What do you do?"
"Me? I'm going to cultivate and become stronger."
"The Grand Line?" Politaya asked.
"It's not the right time yet. The East Blue produces talented people, Roger, Garp... We need talent. Any great undertaking needs enough helpers, including the two of you."
Kro chuckled inwardly. He had no desire to join; the so-called King of the World was completely unreliable.
"A plan? Looting, or robbery?" Kro adjusted his glasses.
"No, development! Remember, we are not pirates. Looting is something pirates do. We want to make money legally."
"Development? I need to know enough about the town of Shells."
"Politaia and Sig will help you."
Lister stood up, placing his left hand on Clos's shoulder and his right hand on Politaya's shoulder.
"I entrust the town of Shells to you two; this is where our great undertaking begins."
After leaving the restaurant, Lister arrived at the port and boarded a merchant ship bound for Shimotsuki Village.
Frost Moon Village.
A village steeped in samurai legends is located southeast of Shells Town. Every villager carries a sword and is skilled in swordsmanship, making it a powerful village that even pirates dare not provoke.
Compared to the densely built-up military town of Sheltz, Shimotsuki is a typical rural village.
Mountains and forests, farmland, wooden houses, and wisps of smoke rising from chimneys.
After asking the old man at the village entrance, Lister knocked on Coleman's door.
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