“The highest point of the capital, the place shrouded by tall walls, is the royal palace, the residence of the royal family who rules the Goah Kingdom.”
“As for the area beside the royal palace, also located on the high ground and surrounded by walls, is Hightown, where the nobles live.”
“Below Hightown, within the capital, the places other than ours are called Center Street, where the relatively wealthy commoners live.”
“In response to Roya’s question, the bruised and swollen little thug said as such.”
“As for our place, it’s called Edgetown, which means the marginalized town, where most of us are thugs.”
“The only purpose of this town and us, is to absorb the stench from the Unidentified Objects End Station outside the city, so as to not taint the pristine air of the capital.”
Speaking of this, a clear look of self-mockery appeared on the leader’s face.
“Unidentified Objects End Station? What is that?” Fujitora asked with puzzlement.
“It’s the giant garbage dump outside the city.” The leader chuckled.
“The truth behind this city being spotless is that all unnecessary things are perfectly excluded from this capital.”
“What are unnecessary things? The poor and garbage.”
“How can people be thrown into a garbage dump?” Fujitora’s honest face flashed with anger, but the moment the words left his mouth, he fell silent.
“Heh, in the eyes of those noble masters here, what’s the difference between the poor and garbage?” The leader said.
“To prevent those people from escaping from the garbage dump, the kingdom even formed a hunting team. If anyone comes out from there and steps into Center Street, they will be killed.”
The atmosphere became silent at this moment.
Roya stood up. He gave the thugs some money and asked some other things.
Roya learned that the leader, named Gommon, was the head of a few thugs. He used to be an orphan, living in the Unidentified Objects End Station as a child.
He was a strong fighter and after growing up, he rallied a few people and came out of the Unidentified Objects End Station, entering Edgetown.
“We will see each other again, Gommon.” Roya stood up, calmly smiling.
The thug Gommon was stunned. Even he didn’t know what he felt inside. This seemed to be the first person with status and power in his eyes who had seriously called out his name.
However, when he saw Roya and Fujitora walk across the wide road that separated Edgetown from Center Street and return to the Center Street side, Gommon couldn’t help but mutter under his breath: “After all, they are just high and mighty nobles.”
“Aren’t we going to investigate the Unidentified Objects End Station?” Fujitora asked behind Roya.
“I don’t want to face the people here with too much subjective negativity right now.” Roya’s face no longer had the smile he had towards the thugs. It was quiet and serious.
Although there was no anger on his face, Fujitora, who was not using Haki at this moment, could clearly feel that Roya was angry.
This boy, who seemed to always be calm, tolerant, and optimistic, was now filled with suppressed anger.
Fujitora had only seen this feeling once before, when this boy faced the human hell of the Klorahsi Kingdom’s demise a year ago.
Although Roya was unusually not keeping calm at this moment, Fujitora felt that he was even more worthy of respect and following.
“Huu.” Roya took a deep breath, as if trying to exhale the anger and gloom in his heart.
“We may not stay in town for long. I wonder if Mr. Izo has the courage to live in a garbage dump.” Roya looked at Fujitora with a smile.
“I’m not someone who’s delicate, Roya-san.” Fujitora also smiled.
“That’s good.” Roya nodded with a smile, facing the bright sunshine, he spoke with vigor: “Let’s change this country.”
“Even if it’s hell, I’m willing to go with you.” Fujitora followed closely behind Roya, with a determined heart.
There are things in the world that are too dark to look at directly. If there is a dawn that can change everything, I will follow you to my death.
In the chatroom.
Kizaru, Aokiji, and the others were all slapped in the face.
The beautiful capital, the pristine nation. After crossing the street that separated the rich from the poor, the fresh from the stench, it completely exposed its ugliness.
It was even more apparent against the backdrop of that pristine beauty.
Kizaru: Is this what Roya calls class?
Even Kizaru, who was habitually lazy and clocking in and out of work, couldn’t help but feel a little 感慨(gǎnkǎi) at this moment.
The extreme contrast of beauty and ugliness in Goah Kingdom, coupled with Roya’s earlier talk about class issues, made Kizaru feel something.
Roya’s thoughts, in fact, through watching the movie, have begun to gradually infiltrate this world.
Even Kizaru would be affected bit by bit.
The closure of the pirate world is not only geographical. The closure of thought is even more serious than geographical closure.
Even if they can go to various places, even if they are high-ranking and powerful admirals, the thoughts they have been exposed to are still extremely shallow.
Aokiji lost his justice and once lost his purpose in life. The problem is that neither Aokiji nor Kizaru even have a thorough understanding of justice itself.
They also have a limited understanding of the nature of this world.
The so-called class struggle, the root of openness and closure, the foundation of the World Government's rule, the contradiction between nobles and commoners, the essence of exploitation and oppression.
They don’t know, because these thoughts don’t exist in this world, even if they do, they have been blocked and erased by the World Government.
Roya’s existence is slowly enriching thought.
It is not simply about maintaining order being equivalent to maintaining justice, order being equal to peace, such a simple and extreme thought.
Aokiji: If only I could go to another parallel world.
The confused Aokiji sighed with emotion at this moment. After several viewings, he even felt a bit envious of Fujitora in another world.
He could see that Fujitora was confused when he lost his eyes, but now he is so firm.
He also wants to pursue his own answers. Perhaps Roya would tell him, but unfortunately, his world doesn’t have Roya.
The thoughts of the Revolutionary Army led by Monkey D. Dragon always make him feel something is wrong.
Kid: What Goah Kingdom, isn’t this just the Celestial Dragon system? As expected, it’s the disgusting rulers.
Compared with the methods of pursuing benefits by power-hungry rulers, the villains in the world are more humane. It is precisely because the scum control the world that it creates one scumbag after another.