The Kingdom of Kamabaka.
At the moment the giant screen lit up, Sabo and the others all turned their gazes directly towards the Dragon.
"That's Mr. Dragon, right?"
Sabo asked.
Although the Dragon of this era looked quite young, without the marks of slippers on his face, his youth made him appear less fierce even without eyebrows.
"The Dragon looked quite handsome back then."
Ivankov beside him couldn't help but comment.
Only Dragon's mouth twitched slightly as he looked at the giant screen, his expression somewhat strange.
The content being shown on the giant screen was the leader of the Revolutionary Army from another world?
There was no doubt it was him, but what was the situation with the leader of the Revolutionary Army from that other world?
Does another world also have a Revolutionary Army? What is their state like?
While Dragon was deep in thought, the unrelated members in the chat group had already started chatting.
Gold Lion: What is this? Who is this young man?
Rocks: Can someone tell me what the Revolutionary Army is? Are they pirates?
Roger: Hey, isn't that you? Garp, that's you when you were young.
Whitebeard: Why is Garp's appearance being shown? Is this viewing meant to show someone from our world?
Steel Bone Kong: Young Garp, this viewing seems to be from a different time point than ours, interesting.
Tsuru: Dragon, that man.
Moreover, taking this opportunity, they could gain a deeper understanding of the extremely mysterious leader of the Revolutionary Army.
Roger: Huh? Does that guy Garp have a son?
Garp: What nonsense are you talking about, Roger? Compared to you, an old virgin who only had a son in your fifties, I had mine in my twenties.
Roger: I'm not an old virgin, you bastard! I just had my son later.
Whitebeard: Roger, do we really need to explain this? Is there a woman on your ship?
Roger: Bastard Whitebeard.
Garp: By the way, not only do I have a son, but I also have a grandson. My grandson is about the same age as your son.
Garp: So, I might as well let your son call me grandpa, Roger. Your son calls me grandpa.
Roger: ....... I'm going to kill you, you bastard Garp.
Whitebeard: Count me in. When I come back to life, I will definitely send that bastard Garp to the bottom of the sea.
Whitebeard's mustache stood up in anger.
He regarded Ace as his own son, yet that bastard Garp had been secretly taking advantage of him and Roger.
Ace: I don't have a father like you. My father is Whitebeard.
Whitebeard: Ace.
Roger: Are you really my son? Ace, you're a boy, right, Luffy?
Ace: I won't allow you to mention my mother's name.
Gold Lion: The joys and sorrows of people do not connect; at this moment, I only feel your noise.
Rocks: So, no one is telling me what the Revolutionary Army is?
Sengoku: Hey, Garp, answer my question. When did this happen?
Garp: I can't remember clearly; it seems like it was thirty years ago. That brat developed a rebellious mindset and didn't want to be a Marine; he wanted to go to sea.
The noise in the chat room did not affect the continuation of the images on the giant screen.
[A gentle breeze blows over the grass, and Dragon gazes out at the distant sea, his eyes deep, while Garp behind him helplessly picks his nose, looking at Dragon's back.]
[“Have you made your decision, Dragon?”]
[“Yes, Father, I do not intend to become a Marine. Over the past few years, I have traveled to every corner of the Goa Kingdom, and I have seen the poor living in garbage dumps, the slaves being whipped, and the nobles whose hearts have rotted away.”]
[“I cannot accept all of this. I cannot accept that I, as a Marine, would protect such a group of people. That is not my ideal, and I hate fighting, hate war.”]
[Dragon said calmly, his voice filled with a maturity that belied his age.]
[“If you don't want to be a Marine, then what do you plan to do?”]
[“I don't know. Perhaps I will gather a group of like-minded people to discuss it. There must be something wrong in this world; I just don't know how to solve it yet.”]
[Just as Dragon finished speaking, a terrifying gust of wind suddenly swept in from behind.]
[Dragon barely dodged, only to see a mighty figure swinging his fist down onto the slanted ground.]
[With a loud bang, the entire cliff shattered, turning into countless fragments that fell.]
[Cold sweat broke out on Dragon's forehead; if that punch had hit him, he would definitely have been injured.]
[“Are you crazy, old man?”]
[Dragon looked bewildered; he still didn't understand why his father was attacking him.]
[Garp's face was filled with rage, his fists creaking as he clenched them, his muscular body seeming ready to burst through his clothes.]
[“Did you just say you want to be a pirate? What going to sea, gathering like-minded people? Isn't that still being a pirate? It seems I haven't educated you in a long time, Dragon.”]
[“Is your education just about trying to beat me to death?”]
[“This is a loving punch; it won't kill you.”]
[Garp's face was full of kindness as he threw a punch, the terrifying Haki seeming to tear through the air.]
[“I believe you, not!”]
[Dragon was completely caught off guard by his own father and retaliated with the same punch.]
[The collision of terrifying Conqueror's Haki and power created a massive shockwave, lifting the grass on the ground into the air.]
[Garp clearly did not expect Dragon to possess such immense strength, but he quickly revealed a dangerous smile.]
[After loosening up his muscles, Garp struck again, his strength greater, speed faster, and Haki even more terrifying.]
[In contrast, the young Dragon displayed a combat power that was completely inconsistent with his age.]
[Though he looked far less robust than Garp, he unleashed an incredibly fierce power and Haki.]
[In the end, even without using his full strength, Garp was unexpectedly sent flying by Dragon with a Conqueror's Haki punch.]