East Blue.
Loguetown.
Today's weather was exceptionally hot and stuffy, but Loguetown itself was extraordinarily lively.
Unfortunately, the streets today were not filled with ordinary civilians but rather exclusively Marine soldiers.
Marine generals in their cloaks could be seen everywhere, looking around.
The closer one got to the center, the higher the combat power.
On the way to the execution platform, a bearded man, though handcuffed, showed no fear on his face; he strode forward like a triumphant general.
That confident smile seemed to possess a magical quality, deeply moving people's hearts.
Pirate King Roger, a man who had conquered the seas, possessing fame, power, and wealth, thus walked towards his end.
Suddenly, his forward steps paused slightly, as if he sensed something, and Roger's gaze swept towards the darkness in the distance.
Roger had already detected Redfield's aura.
The next moment.
The two Observation Haki peak experts seemed to exchange something in that instant.
Roger's pause was not long, and the Marines behind him did not disturb him.
Because this man was worthy.
In the center of Loguetown, on a wooden execution platform, Roger walked up step by step.
Although he was walking towards death, he was like a proud king at that moment.
Even the rigorously trained Marine soldiers were sweating profusely at this time.
They were about to kill the world's first Pirate King.
"Is there anything else you want to say?"
Roger looked at the Marine in front of him and calmly said, "Get this thing off me."
The Marine was stunned and righteously refused Roger.
But the next moment, the handcuffs that had bound Roger instantly shattered.
Under the shocked gaze of the Marines, Roger slowly sat down; below him, the area was already filled with Marines and countless people who wanted to witness this historic moment.
"Pirate King, where is your treasure?"
"It must be in the Grand Line, right?"
"You must have obtained it, that unique One Piece!"
Roger burst into laughter, and the crowd below held their breath.
"Do you want my treasure? If you want it, you can have it all. My treasure is all there, hahaha."
"Execute!"
As the Marine's words fell, Pirate King Roger, this king-like existence, finally ended his lifelong adventure.
And the next moment, the entire Loguetown seemed to be filled with a magical power.
Shouts and cheers echoed through the heavens and earth.
Because there were too many civilians here.
Therefore, even the many Marines found it difficult to suppress the situation for a time.
The news of the One Piece was thus spread.
Just as the scene was in chaos, a dark figure rushed towards the execution platform at an extremely fast speed.
By the time the Marines reacted, Roger's body had already been snatched away by the dark figure.
Suddenly, an angry roar came from above.
"Redfield, it really is you."
"Garp, I advise you not to meddle."
Garp grinned and punched towards Redfield.
He had originally thought Redfield would choose to dodge, as strength was not Redfield's strong suit.
Redfield, holding Roger with one hand, spread his wings and stabilized himself in the air, meeting Garp's punch without hesitation.
Garp laughed confidently; when it came to strength, he had absolute confidence.
With a bang.
A building was shattered.
Cough, cough, Garp got up from the collapsed building, but Redfield's shadow was nowhere to be seen.
"Redfield's strength has improved so quickly? No, I must go back quickly."
Garp had not expected that a seemingly safe execution would turn out to be so complicated.
Roger's dying words would definitely bring new chaos to the world.
And the appearance of a peak expert made Garp even more concerned; a Redfield who combined speed and recovery ability was already a headache.
Now, the strength he felt from that punch just now far exceeded what it was before; such an expert could bring huge damage to the Marine at any time.
Garp sighed, "Let Sengoku worry about such things."
"..."
Peace Island—this was the name Finn gave to the small island where he resided.
"Redfield has been gone for many, many days."
Finn put down his hoe, wiped his sweat, looked at the stubborn wasteland in front of him, and sighed helplessly towards the sky.
Huh?
Suddenly, a black dot rapidly approached Finn's direction.
Is it Redfield?
Finn was very familiar with Redfield's vampire form, but when Redfield approached, he fell into thought, looking at the corpse in his hand.
This guy—did he kidnap someone along the way?
Redfield landed, greeting respectfully.
"Sir, I'm back."
"Mmm, mmm, it's good you're back. Come, let's prepare to clear the land."
"Alright, Sir, but could you let me find a place to bury him?"
Finn nodded. "Is this the enemy you mentioned?"
"Yes, Sir, he is Roger, the current Pirate King."
"Pirate King? Isn't that very powerful? How did he die?"
Redfield shook his head. "I'm not sure either. I just didn't want such a person to be humiliated by the Marine, so I brought him back."
"Alright, then you can come clear the land after you've handled it."
"Alright, Sir."
Redfield flew away quickly, and Finn continued his journey of clearing the land.
"..."
As dusk approached, Finn and Redfield skillfully began the renovation project of this wasteland.
In the dark mountain forest, there was a previously prepared electricity project, and some lighting was also prepared here.
Although not much, it was enough for Redfield and Finn.
Trees were cut down by the two, uprooted, and thrown aside.
Finn carefully collected the trees; these would be important construction materials in the future.
Suddenly, a gentle breeze swept by, and in the faint light, a figure flashed past.
Red light flashed in Redfield's eyes; under his powerful Observation Haki, he only sensed the newcomer at such a close distance.
There were a few such people on the high seas, but they absolutely could not appear here.
Of course, Finn and those several adults were automatically excluded by Redfield.
A hoarse voice attracted Finn's attention, but he showed no panic.
"I, I, didn't I die?"
The figure swayed closer, wearing a red coat stained with quite a bit of damp soil.
His rugged face became clearer, and Redfield's eyes widened as if he had seen a ghost.
"Ro, Roger? You're not dead?"
Roger stared blankly at Redfield, his eyes vacant as if he had lost many memories, repeating continuously, "I'm dead, I'm dead. Laugh Tale, Celestial Dragons, and Imu—yes, Imu and D."
Redfield frowned, lost in thought, but Finn had a wide smile on his face.
He shouted in his heart, "Laborer, it's another laborer, and a laborer with amnesia at that."
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