Pirate, I am the demon fox that brings disaster to the world!

“Hoo~Hoo~Hoo!!!”

His violent heartbeat rumbled like a drum, even stronger than when he obtained the Devil Fruit. Tesoro breathed in and out deeply, as if he would suffocate immediately due to excessive excitement if he didn't do so.

There was no doubt that the name "Stella" was an effective bait for Tesoro. Even though he knew that it might be someone with the same name, and even though he knew that it might not be the person he was thinking about, the slightest hope was enough for him to take the risk and come to this celebration.

The golden fruit or the golden memories, no matter whether it is Tezoro who has not yet grown up, or the Golden Emperor who controls 20% of the world in the future, if there is a choice in front of him, he will make the same choice without hesitation!

"It's really her! Stella, she... is still alive!!"

The man who had never completely despaired even under the enslavement of the Celestial Dragons, now murmured with obvious trembling, and even his eyes were a little blurred. If he had not lost everything, who would choose to go towards collapse?

His heart was filled with surprise and emotion, and Tesoro could hardly control his steps. He wanted to rush forward to take a closer look at the woman he had been dreaming about day and night.

However, after going through trials and tribulations, Tezulo is more rational after all. At present, Stella's situation seems to be not bad? The once familiar smile is now appearing on the other party's gentle face. For her, this stage is the beginning of proving herself.

“It’s no different from what I had to do before, I will do everything I can to become stronger! Whether it’s wealth or strength! Stella is so dazzling now, I must also show enough foundation to give her everything she wants!

After all, if he rushed forward rashly, he would be expelled by Germa. If he wanted to find a chance to take Stella away...regardless of whether she was willing to give up this stage, Germa would not give up. Now that he had provoked Doflamingo, it would be irrational to have another enemy!"

Thinking about this, Tezulo calmed himself down and forced himself to calm down.

"The most important thing now is to find a way to meet with Stella, whether it is to understand her thoughts and her experiences, or to really tell her my feelings..."

The person who I thought was dead reappeared before my eyes, and the excitement and eagerness in my heart all turned into a gaze full of emotion. Among the eyes full of greed or malice, this gaze was particularly obvious, and in the perception of the observation Haki, it was like a candle in the darkness, unconsciously showing its presence.

"The current Golden Emperor is still too young! Putting aside the power of the fruit, his domineering aura is even more pitifully thin. If I were not here today, I am afraid that when he leaves this island, he will face the endless pursuit of the Don Quixote family..."

Glancing at Tezoro hiding in the crowd, Yakumo Bai shook his head, then looked at the king who was sweating profusely from nervousness, and asked,

"Well, now it's time to tell me your answer, Your Majesty? Wealth or love? In your opinion, which one is more important?"

"Um... this... Lord Yakumo, if you really want me to say it, it is... wealth, right?

After all, no love or emotion is as real as the real Bailey. The human heart is always unpredictable. For example, my stupid brother secretly hired a killer to get rid of me just because he felt that I might threaten his position. As for the so-called family affection, he didn't care at all!

Therefore, I have no choice but to ask Germa and your power to help this country eliminate this cancer and restore peace and stability to the people! Haha~"

The King in front of him said with his head bowed, and in his words he vaguely excused his rebellious behavior, throwing all the dirty water on his dead brother. Yakumo Bai naturally knew what this guy was thinking, but he didn't say much. He just nodded knowingly, then turned to the crowd under his feet and asked,

"So, what about you? Ambition or bond? Which one do you want?"

"Ambition!"

"wealth!"

"that power!"

"woman!"

Shouts rang out one after another, and under the subtle psychological suggestion, everyone released the suppressed beast in their hearts and vented their desires unscrupulously.

The tremendous development of military force has made the division and oppression in this world far more serious than in the Middle Ages in the West. Under the absolute suppression of force, slaves will always be slaves and civilians will always be civilians. This situation is universal. Even if there are individuals who have broken free from the constraints of their identity, they are ultimately a minority.

At the same time, the absolute strength of personal power also endlessly expands people's desires and ambitions. As long as the strength is enough, you can get everything you want!

But those who can truly obtain powerful strength are still a minority in the entire ocean, like the civilians, businessmen, craftsmen in the audience... Most of them yearn for the unbridled power of the powerful people in the newspapers, but are deeply succumbed to the mountains pressing down on their heads. Once such a strong contrast is released, it will be an unstoppable tsunami of desire.

A mob, they are indeed like that, but a mob can sometimes have a great influence, just like at this moment——

"Very good, then, let's go out to sea! Be a pirate, a bounty hunter, or even a sailor! Do whatever you can to get everything you want!

Whether it is robbery or fraud, whether it is relying on force or strategy, the important thing is always the result! Only the winner is worthy of talking about justice!

If you can reach the new world alive and achieve good results, then I will allow you to bear the name of Nine-Tailed Fox and continue to gallop across this sea!

Say goodbye to the past! Break the old order and identity! Go to sea, there will be endless opportunities! Go to sea, there will be a chance to change your destiny! "

"boom--"

Yakumo Bai's voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard by everyone. Yakumo Bai's tone was flat, but in people's ears, it had an unimaginable temptation. If they might have had concerns in the past, concerns about their family, concerns about the nobles, doubts about themselves, and fears of danger, but at this moment, everything is unimportant. Instead of continuing to live a lifeless life like a walking corpse, it is better to throw everything away and give it a try!

It’s just the word “death”. Is life now much better than “death”?

The commotion in the crowd gradually arose. Most people were filled with passion and rushed towards the port with red eyes. Only those who were determined, satisfied with the status quo, or naturally cowardly and shrinking hesitated where they were. Naturally, these people were in the minority after all.

"Ya... Lord Yakumo... what are you doing..."

King Ivan I stood there with a stiff expression, looking at the crowd below which was gradually thinning out with bloodshot eyes. He was extremely dissatisfied, but he did not dare to make a sound. You know, they were all his own people! Even the country's soldiers were among them!

Without the people to fill the gap and the soldiers to guard the country, what value would he have as a king? What was the point of pushing his brother to the guillotine with his own hands?

"Oh~ I'm sorry, Your Majesty, I didn't expect that your people don't seem to have much attachment to this country!"

Yakumo Shiro chuckled, but there was no trace of apology on his face.

"But who made me unhappy with your speech? I've already said it before, think before you answer. Haven't I told you that I'm actually a pure love person?"

"!!!"

The king in front of him suddenly widened his eyes, his eyes were full of "are you kidding me" meaning, but before he could say anything, he felt his eyes blurred, and the next second he completely lost consciousness -

"boom--"

A bloody pit appeared under the platform. Tezoro, who was at a loss as to what to do with the sudden riot of the crowd around him, suddenly stopped breathing. A strong smell of blood and an indescribable feeling of nausea suddenly surged into his heart. At the same time, a playful voice sounded in his ears.

"How do you feel about today's celebration? You must be very happy to see the person you have been thinking about? You know, I spent a lot of effort to bring her out of Marijoa...

In this way, you can catch a fish with good potential~

Oh, and there’s a flamingo that’s also got his eyes on you…”