In Pirate: Beginning, You Play As Gilgamesh!

This voice was so familiar to Garp that he didn't even turn around. He casually threw a bottle of muddy wine on the table behind him, not caring whether the man could catch it or not.

Snap!

Fortunately, although the visitor was old, he was very flexible. He jumped and grabbed the muddy wine that almost fell to the ground. He looked at Garp's back and complained, "Can't you just pass the wine to me? You have to act like you don't have hands."

"Hahahaha!! Isn't this just to see if you are old or not! Sengoku!!"

The man at the door also smiled when he heard this.

He had a big hair, pigtails, a pair of glasses, and a strange beard hanging on his chest. Although he was not wearing Marine's clothes, but a plaid shirt, the majesty he exuded in a trance made people dare not underestimate him.

Behind the glasses were a pair of eyes as deep as the sea. Those eyes seemed to see through the warmth and coldness of the world, emitting the light of wisdom.

The Supreme Commander of the Naval Headquarters.

Marshal of the Marine.

The Resourceful General.

Countless halos surround this man, who is called the pillar of the Marine in the next fifty years.

Sengoku!

Appeared in this tavern with fatigue all over his body.

Squeak!

Sengoku walked to Garp's side and pulled out a chair, making a disgusting friction sound, like a cat's claws rubbing against a blackboard.

The two sat side by side, just like the two young people sitting on the Marine warship at that time. 30

Quiet without a sound.

Garp didn't want to talk, and Sengoku didn't say a word either. This kind of tacit understanding was the tacit understanding between the closest comrades after countless battles.

Gurgle!!

Gurgle!!

The two said nothing, but just poured the muddy wine into their stomachs.

Who would have thought that a Marine hero and a Marine marshal, two Optimus Primes guarding the World Government, would actually drink in an inconspicuous tavern in East Blue.

Impel down was lost, and Marine hid the news from the world in order to maintain its so-called dignity. To this day, Sengoku still remembers the situation where he and Garp waited outside the door of Five Elders and applied to make the escaped criminals public, but were completely ignored.

That scene was like a steel knife deeply engraved in the heart of the Marine marshal.

Justice?

What a high-sounding word!!

"Garp~ What do you think Marine~"

Bang!!!

Before Sengoku finished speaking, a terrifying impact instantly broke out in front of his face, and Garp's iron fist was less than half an inch away from Sengoku's forehead.

Hualala!!!

The fist wind formed by the tyrannical force instantly broke the wall behind Sengoku like a storm, and the tavern built of wood groaned under the heavy load.

Makino in the kitchen sighed, she didn't need to see to know that her tavern was in trouble again.

"Don't doubt yourself! The real storm has just begun!!" Garp looked at the stunned Sengoku and slowly put down his fists.

The pair of iron fists that had knocked Rocks down slowly fell.

Sengoku was also thoughtful.

"You've seen it in the newspaper, there's no time to doubt. Marine is about to face not only Gilgamesh, but also the Gods who rule everything in his mouth, and the attitude of the Hades who are about to wake up towards us is still unknown."

"We don't have the opportunity to cherish our own memories, anonymous! We are now standing at the real cusp of the storm."

Garp drank the turbid wine in his hand and looked at his old friend with a flushed face.

Pah!

He slapped Sengoku on the shoulder with both hands.

"Don't say anything, are you ready? Let's witness an era!!"

Sengoku looked at his old comrade in front of him.

In a trance, he saw the once high-spirited Garp. At that time, this guy's hair was still black. If he didn't dye his hair, he would have been a head of white hair.

In order to maintain the dignity of the Marine Marshal, Sengoku has no idea how many times he has dyed his hair.

And this old friend of his, although he has silver hair, still looks like he is not old at all. Sengoku seems to remember that this is not the first time Garp has said this to him.

He has said it three times.

The first time was when Rocks attacked the Celestial Dragons' holy land, the Valley of Gods. Garp, who was in his thirties, excitedly grabbed himself and Crane and told the two extremely nervous people in an extremely confident tone.

"Are you ready? Let's witness an era together!!"

That time, Garp, who was only 36 years old, joined forces with Roger, the Pirate King who was in his prime, to destroy the shadow that had shrouded the world for many years.

Let World Government and Marine become the supreme heroes in the eyes of the world's people again.

It was after that time that the world completely ushered in the golden age of World Government.

And the second time.

It was when Garp personally sent his friend and rival Roger into Impel down.

That time, Garp got drunk. Garp, who always claimed to be able to drink a thousand cups without getting drunk, actually drank to the point of being unconscious.

He said while grabbing Sengoku's shoulder in a daze.

"Let us witness a brand new era.

After Roger was sentenced to death, the world entered the Great Pirate Era.

And now, his old comrade said this to him for the third time.

What terrible changes will happen to the world this time?

Sengoku knew in his heart that if everything Gilgamesh said was true, then this time would be a "dark age" that he had never thought of.

"Garp! What do you know? Why do you and the Five Elders believe in Gilgamesh's words so firmly!"

Sengoku finally asked the doubts that had been hidden in his heart for a long time.

Even with his identity as a Marine marshal, he was unable to find information about Gilgamesh.

The doubts that had always been there were like a dark cloud, constantly hovering in Sengoku's heart.

Gulululu!!

Garp opened a bottle of muddy wine again, and did not answer Sengoku's question, but drank the wine again.

It was as if he was not drinking wine, but a horse of clear water.

"Garp!!!!" Sengoku was furious, veins popped on his head, and he grabbed Garp's collar, he could feel that his old friend was carrying a shocking secret, and this secret actually forced this old naughty boy who had never known what sorrow was to such an extent.

Sengoku grabbed Garp's collar fiercely and glared at him.

Every word he said seemed to be squeezed out of Sengoku's throat.

"What do you know! As your friend, your brother, your comrade-in-arms! And Marshal Marine! I have the right to know all this!!"

"Everything about Gilgamesh!!!"

Sengoku roared at the top of his lungs, and the sound was like thunder, shaking Makino in the kitchen and had to cover his ears.

Garp looked at Sengoku with an extremely calm look.

It was like looking at a naughty child.

Such a scene had been played out countless times between the two. This kind of plot was common to anyone who had entered the Marshal's office, but it was just in those countless scenes.

Sengoku was the one who looked at the heartless old naughty boy with a calm look. Garp, and at this moment, the identities of the two seemed to be reversed.

Crack!!

Buzz~

The sound of something breaking suddenly sounded in the tavern. The sound was weak at first, and then gradually became louder, like a water pump that was opened. Some terrible breath continued to emanate from the tavern.

Sengoku, who was furious, suddenly sensed an extremely dangerous breath, and his expression instantly became calm. The hand holding Garp's collar had loosened, and a faint golden light floated on his body, ready for battle.

Even though he had not appeared in the front line for a long time, Sengoku's fighting instinct had not retreated at all.

"Don't be nervous~ I'm just passing by 950 and having a drink~" A voice as piercing as the cold wind suddenly sounded in the tavern, without a trace of emotion in the tone.

Looking at the figure that suddenly appeared in the tavern, Garp's eyes shrank uncontrollably.

In the black eyes, a boy with golden hair was reflected. His yellow and white shirt was indescribably noble. The cape behind him was sewn with pure gold threads to form charming flowers.

There was a black chain around his waist, which made people feel uneasy. His eyes, like red agate, did not look at the two of them, but were placed on the muddy wine on the table.

"Gilgamesh!!!!" Sengoku was horrified and looked at the boy who suddenly appeared, and he couldn't help but scream.

Countless anger flashed in his eyes.

It was this guy who disturbed the entire Marine. It was this guy who destroyed the Gate of Justice and released the group of extremely evil souls of Impel down.

"Hush! Be quiet, while I'm in a good mood, don't shout in front of me."

Mo Yi smiled slightly, raised a finger in front of his mouth, and looked at Sengoku with a warning.

Moment.

It was like a terrifying monster from ancient times staring at Sengoku with greedy eyes, causing Sengoku's body to stiffen instinctively, and his muscles to tense uncontrollably.

The stronger one is, the sharper one's intuition is. As a veteran strongman, Sengoku's sensitivity is even higher than that of Admirals such as Kizaru, so the pressure he endured reached its peak in an instant when facing Mo Yi.

Crack!!

The floor under his feet was stepped on by Sengoku too hard, leaving a spider web-like crack.

In order to resist the pressure brought to him by Mo Yi, his whole body was exerting force involuntarily, and every muscle was instinctively protecting his body so that he could react at the first time. .